i'm getting out of here. new journal. probably friends only. maybe i'll keep some of you...i don't know. you kids haven't been up on the commenting lately. screw you guys, i'm going home. i'll make new faux-friends. if you love me and think you're worth, comment over there...or something.
okaychaos

sea isle city, newfugginjersey. that island owns me. but now i'm home and i'm going to beat up everyone who didn't leave me love, which is most of you. and dance team starts in two days at seven forty-five in the morning.

( didn't know kittens liked melon? )

"this is the problem with livejournal, we all think we are so close, and we know nothing about each other. i'm going to rectify it. i want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. then post this in your livejournal and find out what people don't know about you."

let's pretend we're in love! and i will cry all the time and you can sing. but you don't want to play make-believe. SO. so i turn the pages (of this book) and pretend that i am living.
i can fool you when i darken my eyes and drive recklessly
(how would you like to go for a ride tonight?)
i fool you when you ask if i'm alright because i laugh. i smile ( Read more... )

i listen to "the recluse" over and over and it makes me nauseous and dizzy and i shake. it makes me sick and uneasy but i play it again.remember when we laid in your backyard looking at the planets late at night even though it was cold outside? you said "they look so small" and i said "it doesn't look like those pictures". remember at the beach ( Read more... )

naz and i are stencil queens (we just caught on to this fad...yeah). i am the sewing queen. ( bow down to the cute stuff i made out of old t-shirts )

u(niversal) d(ance) a(ssociation) camp of two thousand four = over yay! &i hurt like you don't believe. and. check this out. i tried out for uda all-stars, i made all-stars, and i can go to london. to dance in a new years eve parade...w00t? maybe? i want to go soo effing badly. but i doubt my family has enough money :( "i hate the man" (quoth ed ( Read more... )

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last night we went to see king arthur (ehh), where i saw alex. i told him to come sit by me, which he must have heard as "come rape me, please." upon being questioned about the whereabouts of his girlfriend, he said alice was "at the beach." of course, this made it perfectly okay for him to try to cuddle with and grope me. i reminded him that he ( Read more... )