This is me, continuing to hate Tom for all of his unadmirable qualities (i.e., shutting everything down when you want to do something important).

The State of the Bradley: A couple of days late.

• Right now, he works on AP English assignment without the slightest clue of what he's doing.
• In a few minutes, he will indulge in a LIVE video feed from L. ( Read more... )

Since Tom is a whore (and continuously shuts the thing down for hours and hours), I will post pictures on my LJ.
I don't think I've ever seen it go down...once:  that power outtage.

My cousins are cuter than yours:
Caleb & Braedon

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So yeah. I'm not totally done with LiveJournal.
But if anyone cares, my honest to goodness blog of newness
is right here:  www.anewyearsproject.blogspot.com

You can read poetry and songs and cool stuff I feel like writing
there, don't be shy...I won't be.

For more cool stuff, visit Stephen Christian (vocalist from Anberlin_)
at Blogspot: www.modesty. ( Read more... )

My friend Alisha lost her baby this weekend.
Please pray for her.

Thanks.

I know everyone is sick and tired of hearing me moan and whine about this, but

If anybody, for any reason, wants to jam or make music or die trying...ever...call me up. Please.

Sleep    now    m o o n

I'll    watch    over    her    while    the    sun   is    up

And  you'll   HAVE    Her eyes again soon

TAKE THE STAIRS TO END UP WHERE I'M NOT.
AT LEAST YOU'LL GET THERE. I'M CUTTING SHORT; THIS IS MY LAST RESORT TO FORGET YOU. AND ALL YOU'VE DONE FOR ME.

I wrote this song in anger.frustration in October of Oh-Four. Now, I don't feel the same...but the meaning is still there. I don't want to forget that. Our friendship. All she did for me. Blast it ( Read more... )

my name: Marcos del Juevos ( Read more... )

I realized tonight that the only time I am completely and unashamedly happy... it's only when eveloped in music. Girls can't make me happy. Money can't make me happy. My life revolves around it. It makes problems melt away.

I also realized that I might just be miserable for the rest of my life.


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I try not to be an angry, paranoid, wound-up emo kid.
The credit is all mine, though. I'm not mad. It's "karma" whether I believe in it or not.

[change of subject]

You think you knew people that you "loved" ...That made perfection something-or someone-you could hold hands with ...That made winter something to live for. I'm tired of peoples' politics ( Read more... )