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Page Views of Inanimate Objects

Fri Oct 29, 2004, 1:10 PM
Yay, 200 pg views, thank you all very much... but i must apologize for the lack of writings though, just i have no time...

Illiterate Fence post

Tue Oct 12, 2004, 2:22 PM
Well i finally post two writings.. nothing glorious, but it's an offered apology... anyway, i'll try to keep this a little more update, sorry

Roadline Stilts

Tue Sep 28, 2004, 8:24 AM
Hey people, i haven't wrote anything for like 2 month, sorry about that greatly... just busy with school and stuff, well anyway i have a song that some of you may know, it's a slow song and it's one of my favorites...

Linkin Park> My December

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
These are my snow-covered trees
This is me pretending
This is all I need

And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you

And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear

And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to

Overdriving Lemurs

Thu Sep 9, 2004, 3:58 PM
Well it's been a month and i wrote shit nothing, sorry, mainly now that school started is my primary reason for not writing... I did however write this to someone i really really hate... It's quite mean...

Mandy: A Dedicated Poem; Inspired by Kill Hannah

Mandy.
As a name, you are ugly to write, ugly to say, and ugly to hear.
Which is such a coincidence, because as a person, you suck as well.
You always have people at your house, yet none of them like you.
Is it any wonder? Could it be because you suck?
I must drive by your house every time I go to the Clusiau’s.
If not for the simple fact, I would never want visit it again.
Not even if I won your whole fucking house in a raffle.
Oh, Mandy.
Your voice is annoying and squeaky.
Your body is deformed and repulsive.
The qualities that no man would ever look for in a woman.
You bother Sam tremendously. You have no reason for existence.
You are Brett’s retarded sister who the family never likes to discuss.
Where did you come from? Possibly the flaming and sinful canyons of hell.
From bothersome kids with downs, to little shit reeking seventh graders, there is plenty of aggravation to be had among these people, but Mandy, you have the title.
I hate you, you stupid fucking bitch.

Cold Contagious

Mon Aug 9, 2004, 1:06 PM
Some of you have probably heard this song before... but this is another song by Bush, it has a deep meaning that i really really like, so i decided to post it. Enjoy.

Bush- Glycerine

must be your skin that i'm sinking in :: must be for real 'cos now i can feel :: and i didn't mind :: it's not my kind :: it's not my time to wonder why :: everything gone white :: and everything's grey :: now you're here now you're away :: i don't want this :: remember that :: i'll never forget where you're at :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine

i'm never alone :: i'm alone all the time :: are you at one :: or do you lie :: we live in a wheel :: where everyone steals :: but when we rise it's like strawberry fields

if i treated you bad :: you bruise my face :: couldn't love you more :: you got a beautiful taste :: don't let the days go by :: could have been easier on you :: i couldn't change though i wanted to :: could have been easier by three :: our old friend fear and you and me :: glycerine :: don't let the days go by :: glycerine

i needed us more :: when we wanted us less :: i could not kiss just regress :: it might just be :: clear simple and plain :: that's just fine :: that's just one of my names :: don't let the days go by :: could've been easier on you :: glycerine

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