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its been a long time.

im not an artist, poet etc. i thought i was

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for a moment the line in between us doesnt seem so long
you say you have to go and im choking back tears, i can tell you know.
the sencerity makes the tears stream longer
and you say we'll speak later
we say our goodbyes
and im left here alone with the voice of hatred, when all i want is to be loved while the pain in my body explodes
im literally missing you to death and its only been 24 hours
our farewells were short and i wish i could hold that time frame longer
it hurts so bad and as i throw up i hold my own head back nausiated. why? you werent there.
your the only one who really takes care of me anymore. the one who can stand my tempers and my mood swings.
your the only one who has talked to me while i cried on the phone. your the one who knows my true past the one that isnt filled with happiness and laughter.
the one before the sickness. im sitting here shocked with pain in minute intervels, i cant sleep anymore.
i think you know me better than my own half, and it scares me to death. i know youve been through alot and when you werent here i would hold the phone.
everything is going wrong and you make me laugh at the situation.

in this tornado of pain, hatred and teen angst ive been thrown down so many times that i dont even recongnize whats mine.
theres a leg there and an arm here.
a pile of body bags exposing flesh. i want to puke.
my stomach is twisting in knots and the feeling is like no other.
i wonder what im missing.

i remember wishing at 11:11 the night before the 7th and i wished for something. it came true in the least but the concequences crushed the rest.

i laugh at the new sounds that are coming out and i cant wait to expierence what i havent before. i know my ears will ring and my voice will scream.

when your traveling foreign roads i hope you and that bundle of joy are safe because right now i know im not.

he may have drowned that night, but im the dead man floating

Waking Up: carpal tunnel of love FOB
ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche

First Day At School: helena MCR
so i guess someone is gonna die?

Falling In Love: its not a side effect of the cocaine, i think it must be love. FOB
it talks about keeping things behind your tounge and not saying anything. its a love song really. i guess they are saying go ahead and tell them you love them.

Fight Song: whats this? nightmare before x-mas. FOB cover. uhmm wow not a fight song. oh well.

Breaking Up: papercut skin. the matches.
looks like im gonna cut my skin with paper?

Prom: vampirs will never hurt you MCR. hmm wow vampires at my prom doesnt sound bad to me.

Life: my heart is the worst kind of weapon. FOB
"spent most of last night dragging this lake for the corpes of all my past mistakes" "im the kind of kid who cant let anything go cause you wouldnt know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat" i think it explains my life.

Mental Breakdown: time to dance panic at the disco.
hmm i actual break down to this song alot. 'well shes not bleeding on the ball room floor just for attention"

Driving Far Away: venus and baccus saetia. "its better to be stepped on then left all alone" considering its post hardcore and theres alot of screaming this song is perfect for driving.

Flashback: this aint a scene its a arms race FOB. uhmm i got in a fight with someone. instead of weapons i used words

Wedding: kiss me im contagious. FFTL.
"bang bang guns go bang." "i break hearts like the west was won" so i guess my marriages will suck.


Birth of Child: this is halloween. PATD. YES JACK AS MY BABEH.

Final Battle: dont wake me up. hush sound. it talks about falling in love unexpected.

Death Scene: austin we have a problem. FOB.
"with all your cheap words about hearts and accidents" i guess i died from broken hearts.

Funeral Song: you are so last summer. TBS. uhmm "your a lush and i hate it" so i guess im a bad person. " you could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath id apologize for bleeding on your shirt" this would be a awesome song i guess.

well im taking the time to let you know about me. this is from my myspace so yeah. uhmm sorry for the swears. some of the things are meant for myspace so if they are offensive they are not towards you.

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look, im not here to like you. I will probably tear you apart in every single way or i could hold onto you like theres no tomorrow. I dont care that you like the same music i do, and i certainly dont care that you think they are "hawt." I do care if you are not a fake and pretend you like something when you dont. We all strive for attention you just have to be really sneaky about it. Be a ninja. life is a way too short, too short to hide yourself.


I was given the name c-h-e-l-s-e-a,but ive been called practically every name. Im almost 16 years into life and i wouldnt trade it for the world. I deserve to be here. Dont call me "emo" ill smash your fucking skull in. Actually dont label me at all. Im a million things and one day someone is going to figure me out. Im a big jealous person but I wont show it unless you really make me mad. Im a nerd you dont need to remind me.


work during school its the only way your gonna get out of your hellhole. I will be cherished by the world.


my friends are the world, literally. they are so diverse from each other but we come together like crayola crayons.mess with my friends ill crush you with my voice not my fist. were mischief were mayhem and the perfect soundtrack to disaster.i would die for these kids just so they could live. the future looks so bright with them and dim without them. they are my passion, my love, and the only thing that keeps me sane but most of all they are my friends. the kind of friends you wake up for each morning. they pretty much own your sex drive.boo-and-yah


your eyes shine bright like the head lights of one million speeding cars. im obsessed with crashing into you.


dont play nice with me if you dont like me tell me and ill leave you alone.


i love comments and i adore hate mail, so type away. im full of insecurities and i wear them on my sleeve. point them out it just makes me stronger. in ten years ill be laughing in your face. you may think im full of revenge but thats just one side you'll see. i can be very caring and loving. I can be your best friend or your worse enemy, no lines inbetween. I believe that im a surviver and If i can get through it you can.


beauty only lasts during life, i think its better to be beautiful on the inside.go ahead take an x-ray. In the end were all going to end up in a body bag. People focus way to much on beauty these days.


im a very weird individual. i like to dance in the rain, sing in the mirror, and sit in the shower. I get a high pitch voice when im excited, i get goosebumps and a sore lip when im nervous. people think im smart when im actually pretty naive.


maybe i was put on this earth to make your life a living hell.either you deal with it and become one of my close confidents or you regret not knowing what a nice person i am. conceited? probably, but i know the value of a compliement and the hatred of a put down. Its just me. Im never changing for anyone. This is who i really am. Im a very shy person and Ill take your secrets to my grave.Open me up, ill become talkative and full of things to say or ill be the junk in your closet(pathetic enough to wait).


music is pretty much my life right now. its what i want to do. i always hear people say music saved my life, well it does in alot of ways. i wouldnt think or even be the same if i didnt have the music i cherish right now.


i get nervous under pressure, my hands fumble and my knees shake its just the effect you have on me. love is a pretty amazing thing and if your in it congradulations if your out of it one day you'll find it. theres honestly nothing like it.love is better than cigarettes, worse then cancer.love is just love.love to hate you, hate to be hated.


when i grow out of awkwardness i would like to study literature/journalism and/or pshycology. im a listener and observer but i dont want to be your normal "shrink" ill actually have more problems then you but i will help you all that i can. im passionate about it. i would love to move chicago and see a new set of faces and become another face in the crowd. its something ive been planning for 2 years now. i have to leave this place but ill miss a ton of people. ill pack them safely in the back of my mind, or in my suitcase. snakes on a plane. i believe its the right step for me.