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r.i.p mr. pouillon and mr. fuoss.
Sep. 11th, 2009 | 03:49 pm
never thought a driveby shooting would happen in owosso. especially over freedom of speech.
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oh, brad.
Aug. 31st, 2009 | 01:17 pm
so since my brad week is still going on, i thought i'd make a list of all the movies i've seen. :] yes, i'm aware it's been more than a week.
well, i'll start out with the brad movies i've bought.
- the assassination of jesse james by the coward robert ford.
- burn after reading.
- the curious case of benjamin button.
- fight club.
- ocean's eleven.
- ocean's twelve.
- ocean's thirteen.
- thelma & louise.
now for ones i've rented.
- a river runs through it.
- babel.
- interview with the vampire.
- kalifornia.
- legends of the fall.
- mr. and mrs. smith.
- se7en.
- seven years in tibet.
- sleepers.
- snatch.
- the devil's own.
- the mexican.
- troy.
i'd say i'm doing pretty good.
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ick.
Aug. 4th, 2009 | 01:06 am
i love you. you know i do. i tell you this every day. you're beautiful to me in every way. you have a glow about you that captivates me, and leaves me wanting more. you're the best part of my day, the only part i don't ever want to lose. i wish you could see what you mean to me, what you've always meant to me. i want to be able to fall in love again. i'm tired of loving these people that turn out to be assholes, ones that wanted my love and attention just to break my heart, and leave me feeling empty. i feel like you'd never do this to me. but i can't tell you this. i can't tell you any of this.
i want to erase my past. i hate every bit of it. the people, the places, the feelings.
i'd like to be able to love this dog half as much as i loved my dog. he'll never mean the same to me as peeshoo did. sure, he can be sweet sometimes. like when i almost burnt the house down which caused a half hour panic attack. not being able to breathe, or move steadily, really doesn't help to put out a fire. but he sat down next to me, when i lost all strength to stand, and he licked my hand and cheek. or when i ate some bad vegetables, and got sick. he sat by me as i was throwing up. thank you, mj. but you'll never be the sweet, cuddly, loving dog that peeshoo was. but i'm trying to give him a chance.
to update my life, instead of my feelings i'll go ahead and say i find brad pitt to be quite attractive. i've heard it's shark week. i've decided since i'm terribly afraid of sharks, that i'll have a brad week instead. a week full of benjamin button, fight club, meet joe black, and the other beautiful movies he's been in.
that's basically all that's been going on. i'm bored, and i'm tired. i'm just going to bed.
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honestly.
May. 21st, 2009 | 10:30 pm
i think you are the reason i have so much hate in me.
it's like. pretty much everything you do, pisses me off.
i'm fucking sick of it.
and to be honest, i'm sick of you.
please. stay the fuck out of my life right now.
i'm begging you.
i can't deal with all the anger i have towards you,
and the heartbreak of my entire life being so close to death that it's brought me to tears everynight for a month.
it's too much, and honestly, it's enough to make a girl like me hate her life so much that she wants to die.
i posted this a couple days ago.
i just like how i worded it.
rant.
let's pretend for a minute that i have fucking feelings.
sometimes i feel like the only person in the world that is still capable of loving someone as much as i do. half of you have no idea what you mean to me,
and half of you never will. because more than likely,
i will keep every emotion i have towards you bottled up because society would look at it as a mistake. and god forbid, i do anything that would be considered wrong. if i don't keep them bottled up, they get blown off and ignored anyway, leaving me looking like a twat.
truth be told, i don't deserve to talk to a lot of you that i'm closest too. i feel bad that sydney has to deal with me. i don't think i'm capable of making her happy like i used to be. i feel bad that so many boys have fallen in love with me the past 4 years, and i blew them off. why? because i didn't want to hurt them. that's all i do anymore.
so yeah, label me as a terrible person. i do myself. abandon me and all the hope you ever had for me. i've decided i'm going to live for me. and if a large part of you consists in my life, i'll live for you as well. but not for petty things. when i fall, i'll fall hard. whether my friends like the person, or not. i'm tired of sitting around emotionless all the time, or wasting my life crying over someone who feels nothing toward me.
it's like. pretty much everything you do, pisses me off.
i'm fucking sick of it.
and to be honest, i'm sick of you.
please. stay the fuck out of my life right now.
i'm begging you.
i can't deal with all the anger i have towards you,
and the heartbreak of my entire life being so close to death that it's brought me to tears everynight for a month.
it's too much, and honestly, it's enough to make a girl like me hate her life so much that she wants to die.
i posted this a couple days ago.
i just like how i worded it.
rant.
let's pretend for a minute that i have fucking feelings.
sometimes i feel like the only person in the world that is still capable of loving someone as much as i do. half of you have no idea what you mean to me,
and half of you never will. because more than likely,
i will keep every emotion i have towards you bottled up because society would look at it as a mistake. and god forbid, i do anything that would be considered wrong. if i don't keep them bottled up, they get blown off and ignored anyway, leaving me looking like a twat.
truth be told, i don't deserve to talk to a lot of you that i'm closest too. i feel bad that sydney has to deal with me. i don't think i'm capable of making her happy like i used to be. i feel bad that so many boys have fallen in love with me the past 4 years, and i blew them off. why? because i didn't want to hurt them. that's all i do anymore.
so yeah, label me as a terrible person. i do myself. abandon me and all the hope you ever had for me. i've decided i'm going to live for me. and if a large part of you consists in my life, i'll live for you as well. but not for petty things. when i fall, i'll fall hard. whether my friends like the person, or not. i'm tired of sitting around emotionless all the time, or wasting my life crying over someone who feels nothing toward me.
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haircut.
May. 20th, 2009 | 09:04 pm
gettin' one.
and colored.
no one knows how stoked i am for this.
it's kind of like cutting off my past,
which is sort of nice.
http://i41.tinypic.com/5kkj6c.jpg
and colored.
no one knows how stoked i am for this.
it's kind of like cutting off my past,
which is sort of nice.
http://i41.tinypic.com/5kkj6c.jpg
