It's only a line if it gets bought.
It's only a crime if I get caught.
Anybody going to Bamboozle you can find me here:
Saturday-
The Cab, Cartel, FTSK, Bayside, Bloodhound Gang, These Green Eyes, New Found Glory, Set Your Goals, Parkway Drive, Linc's Special Guest who is rumored to be SETH ROGEN <3, and Gwar.
Sunday-
Honor Society, Tinted Windows, The Mongoloids, The Main, Silverstein, Sum 41, Demi, Valencia or possible The Band of 2010 rumored to actually be A Day To Remember, in which case, that's where I'll be. And then Taking Back Sunday, and No Doubt to finish off the night.
My allergies are acting like such buttholes. I cant get this scratchy itchy throat to go away.
Not too much else going on I guess.
Oh! My uncle is home from the hospital and doing well.
Do you guys have any big summer plans?
It's only a crime if I get caught.
Anybody going to Bamboozle you can find me here:
Saturday-
The Cab, Cartel, FTSK, Bayside, Bloodhound Gang, These Green Eyes, New Found Glory, Set Your Goals, Parkway Drive, Linc's Special Guest who is rumored to be SETH ROGEN <3, and Gwar.
Sunday-
Honor Society, Tinted Windows, The Mongoloids, The Main, Silverstein, Sum 41, Demi, Valencia or possible The Band of 2010 rumored to actually be A Day To Remember, in which case, that's where I'll be. And then Taking Back Sunday, and No Doubt to finish off the night.
My allergies are acting like such buttholes. I cant get this scratchy itchy throat to go away.
Not too much else going on I guess.
Oh! My uncle is home from the hospital and doing well.
Do you guys have any big summer plans?
Clenched fists held above me.
You will never bring me to my knees.
In the span of 12 hours, I was in 2 car accidents and 2 of my friends were sent to the hospital for completely unrelated issues.
What the fuck?
Edited to add:
My car also broke down and cost me $400 to fix, and my uncle had a heart attack and is going in for an angioplasty.
Still trying to remain optimistic.
We're all still here.
You will never bring me to my knees.
In the span of 12 hours, I was in 2 car accidents and 2 of my friends were sent to the hospital for completely unrelated issues.
What the fuck?
Edited to add:
My car also broke down and cost me $400 to fix, and my uncle had a heart attack and is going in for an angioplasty.
Still trying to remain optimistic.
We're all still here.
Don't be so quick to blame a friend.
When the smoke is cleared there will be nobody left.
I had the strangest dream last night.
I was carrying a package that was apparently very important, but I had no idea what was inside of it.
I was running with an older man, probably in his 40's but very in shape and he was wearing a brown suit. Coat, tie and all that.
We were running from an Asian mob or something. But they wore red bandanna/head scarves or something around their heads. And they were like freaking ninjas, but didnt dress like them.
the whole dream I was running through crows of all these people, like busy sidewalks, and shopping malls, just running with the package under my arm like I knew I was being chased, but nobody was ever running behind me.
At the end of the dream, after nightfall, I found myself in a dark industrial looking staircase with the older man. He told me that I could surrender now and the Asians would let me go.
I walk out on to the deserted street, it was damp, but I dont remember it raining. There were no cars but a lot of businesses. They were all closed.
I went out with my hands up, holding an empty cloth sack. I kept looking for the Asians, I knew they were there but I never saw them. "I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER! I DIDNT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS, I SWEAR! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT'S IN THE BOX!" I wanted them to know.
My vision of the dream panned out, and I fell to my knees. I think the Asians shot me but I dont know for sure as I woke up.
Creepy as fuck. No more Pineapple Express before bed.
In other news, I went to Gonzo77's going away party last night and got to see so many people I havent seen in forever. (Like my California lover Katerina, and maladjusted) and I got to meet some new people.. greggster and MelanieMassacre.
I havent had a chance to upload and of the 2 pictures that I took, but those should be around soon.
When the smoke is cleared there will be nobody left.
I had the strangest dream last night.
I was carrying a package that was apparently very important, but I had no idea what was inside of it.
I was running with an older man, probably in his 40's but very in shape and he was wearing a brown suit. Coat, tie and all that.
We were running from an Asian mob or something. But they wore red bandanna/head scarves or something around their heads. And they were like freaking ninjas, but didnt dress like them.
the whole dream I was running through crows of all these people, like busy sidewalks, and shopping malls, just running with the package under my arm like I knew I was being chased, but nobody was ever running behind me.
At the end of the dream, after nightfall, I found myself in a dark industrial looking staircase with the older man. He told me that I could surrender now and the Asians would let me go.
I walk out on to the deserted street, it was damp, but I dont remember it raining. There were no cars but a lot of businesses. They were all closed.
I went out with my hands up, holding an empty cloth sack. I kept looking for the Asians, I knew they were there but I never saw them. "I SURRENDER! I SURRENDER! I DIDNT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS, I SWEAR! I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT'S IN THE BOX!" I wanted them to know.
My vision of the dream panned out, and I fell to my knees. I think the Asians shot me but I dont know for sure as I woke up.
Creepy as fuck. No more Pineapple Express before bed.
In other news, I went to Gonzo77's going away party last night and got to see so many people I havent seen in forever. (Like my California lover Katerina, and maladjusted) and I got to meet some new people.. greggster and MelanieMassacre.
I havent had a chance to upload and of the 2 pictures that I took, but those should be around soon.
HEART MEANS EVERYTHING.
Some say that love, is all that I'm missing.
Some call it Jezebel, I call it attention.
Twitter.
Maybe I'm just a bad girl.
Some call it Jezebel, I call it attention.
Twitter.
Maybe I'm just a bad girl.
