so, yeah ( Read more... )

ahh, update ( Read more... )

ahh. i'm tired.
and i forgot i had a livejournal.
oh, glorious day.
well. . .here's some erotic shit.

He slowly moved his fingers between her thighs.
Cupping her gently from beneath, as he thumbed her clit.
She emitted a moan, and smiled.

Fuck yeaah. I'm an erotic genius. Nah ( Read more... )

Miss Mary Mack. Mack. Mack.

All dressed in black. Black. Black.

She has a knife. Knife. Knife.

Stabbed in her back. Back. Back.

She cannot breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

She cannot lie. Lie. Lie.

That's why she begs. Begs. Begs.

BEGS TO DiE

Yes. Yes. I'm working at an art camp.

But you might be wondering. "OMGZ. DON'T YOU HATE KiDDiES?!"

Well my dear friend. You talk to yourself too much. And. No, actually. They're quite fun.
They take my mind off the bad things. Take me out of my depression. They're quite miraculous, in their own way.
Patty Cake, Ms. Mary Mack, yeah. They bring me back ( Read more... )

Not really. Just a song by Manson. Two posts in like. Not even an hour. I guess thats what happens when you read your old bf's livejournal. If you could call it a "boyfriend". We went out online. Hahaha. Does he even remember me? I seem to have lots of problems with online people. Hahah. It's a long hard road out of hell. :] And. I'm being talked ( Read more... )

Haha. I never realized I sounded so. . .psycho on my other entries. Why didn't anyone tell me? But that's besides the point. Almost done with Summer School. && What am I doing with my summer? Someone tell me. Actually no don't. I'm feeling lazy. Bored. Down and out. Gonna bake a chocolate cheesecake for tomorrow. Haha. Guaranteed 'A'. I wish ---- ( Read more... )

Haha. So. I almost never update. I don't like people reading my diaries. But, I have a hard time concentrating with paper journals. It ends up being a doodle spree. So. I make online ones. ::shrug:: No one reads it anyway.
Ah. It's like the Terminator 2?!
Grr. Being pestered to go shop. For once. I don't know. Nevermind. I need to practice pool. ( Read more... )

Ok. First off. Here is an amazing poem. Written by my one and only. Biffle. Emily.

CLASS OF 2005by Emily ( Read more... )

Mm. Yeah. I haven't updated in a while. I guess. Mmm nope. Kinda alone tonight. Mother is out. Playing Poker? Father is at some work related meeting I guess. I got and amazing book the other day. Mark Twain's Guide to Daily Life : A Book For The Damned Human Race" Ain't it the truth? Mm. I'm kinda hyper. I guess. Well. Not really Hyper. ADD? ( Read more... )