avalon

i fucking hate christmas. it is a waste of fucking time. for a season that is supposed to bring joy to people it sure makes the worst come out in SUV driving, clinique buying soccer moms. how weak. i hate christmas with every cell. it makes me ill...

anyway, my boys from My Chemical Romance were on Conan O Brian last night. they are getting so big. it is hard to believe that i used to hang out with these guys after shows and now they are on MTV and all over the radio. but they deserve it. if it wasn't for them i would probabaly be dead. it think that warrents some recognition in my book. don't you? plus i have a mega crush on someone in the band. he is hot as shit and so fucking intuative and brilliant. *sigh* i wish he didn't have a girlfreind...

i have a paid modeling shoot today which comes at a good time since i am broke as fuck. merry christmas to me bitches.

i redid my bathroom and bedroom in the nightmare before christmas. it is super radtastic.

i miss a certain someone. i wrote a poem for him. i will post it here for you all to read:

resistance is futile
from this sweet california boy
it must be those
deep
compelling
eyes
they fever your body
and eat right through your soul
and this impeccable face
when absent
takes it's toll
on any unsuspecting girl
he makes your blood
run hot
and your flame unfurl
his flawless body from hell
perfectly sinful
his taste, his smell
but that mind
we also covet
and his logic we desire
is he real?
jealous of this being
always burnt by his fire
but this burn is one that
tantalizes as it seers
leaves you so disenchanted
without him
there is only tears
for he fulfills and executes
every move with meticulous precision
and as he takes your heart
completely
you will feel no incision
he is your god
your devil
all wrapped into one
and without this heaven kiss
the wrath of hell
will come undone