UPDATE....LOOK BELOW!!!
Look.... i love my eyes...
ahhh, I heart eden....
I Plan to get WASTED tonight. Only because LIFE IS GOOD! And i also plan to get anna wasted so i can molest her when shes passed out!!! hehehehe
UPDATE 3/1:
1.better picture of tattoo....
2. here is something i wrote....Ever start day dreaming and then you get an epiphany about something (or someone) and then it seems like your world is crashing down and all logic gets torn apart.... i start lacking a sence of mortality.....everything seems so formidable. Why is it when i feel this awkward pain inside that i have a need to curse god when any other time i dont even acknowledge him? Feeling so insignificant because i opened up my soul. Everything i've done/given seems like a blur.... Thinking about it makes me feel so claustrophobic in my own body. God breathing has become an obstacle. WHY????????? I will be haunted by the pain that will seed from my veins and i'll will grow hard and not want it.... and go on with my life as a dead soul. THANKS!!!!!!!! I leave you with this.............
"You are turning into that nightmare that wakes me up
You are turning into that train wreck
You are turning into that last drink at the bar that makes me vomit
Damn you! You make me want to grow hard and never want love.
Why did I let you swim in my dream infested pool?
You are turning into that painful paper cut
You are turning into a wretched stench
You are turning into that pain in the pit of my stomach
Damn you! For being blind.
Give me back my secrets, my smiles, my heart
Give me back the air so I can begin to breath.
You are turning into that disturbing thought of wanting to die
You are turning into bad breath in the morning
You are turning into that turmoil and anguish that will live forever in my veins
Damn you! Do you think Im a doormat so you can wipe your filthy shoes on?
Do you think you can tell the subtle difference between black and white? No you selfish son of a bitch you cant.
You are turning into those bodies hidden in the trunk
You are turning into that scar that makes me hide my face
You are turning into that disease with no cure.
You are turning into everything I hate,
Yet you will always be everything I love. My endless sky"
Anna said "Damn celi you sure dont like fighting but you sure like making people want to commit suicide...."
I wrote this because im TIRED/AGGRAVATED/STUPID!!!!
UPDATE 3-4:
1.YAY!!! going to s.f. with eden-bo-beeden
2.YAY!!! i efin get my doggie back from my uncle........
3.YUCK!!! i totally have coffee breath
4. EVERYONE have a killer weekend.....
Homework: Wear socks that dont match.....
Here a pic of my "Hubert"
Look.... i love my eyes...
ahhh, I heart eden....
I Plan to get WASTED tonight. Only because LIFE IS GOOD! And i also plan to get anna wasted so i can molest her when shes passed out!!! hehehehe
UPDATE 3/1:
1.better picture of tattoo....
2. here is something i wrote....Ever start day dreaming and then you get an epiphany about something (or someone) and then it seems like your world is crashing down and all logic gets torn apart.... i start lacking a sence of mortality.....everything seems so formidable. Why is it when i feel this awkward pain inside that i have a need to curse god when any other time i dont even acknowledge him? Feeling so insignificant because i opened up my soul. Everything i've done/given seems like a blur.... Thinking about it makes me feel so claustrophobic in my own body. God breathing has become an obstacle. WHY????????? I will be haunted by the pain that will seed from my veins and i'll will grow hard and not want it.... and go on with my life as a dead soul. THANKS!!!!!!!! I leave you with this.............
"You are turning into that nightmare that wakes me up
You are turning into that train wreck
You are turning into that last drink at the bar that makes me vomit
Damn you! You make me want to grow hard and never want love.
Why did I let you swim in my dream infested pool?
You are turning into that painful paper cut
You are turning into a wretched stench
You are turning into that pain in the pit of my stomach
Damn you! For being blind.
Give me back my secrets, my smiles, my heart
Give me back the air so I can begin to breath.
You are turning into that disturbing thought of wanting to die
You are turning into bad breath in the morning
You are turning into that turmoil and anguish that will live forever in my veins
Damn you! Do you think Im a doormat so you can wipe your filthy shoes on?
Do you think you can tell the subtle difference between black and white? No you selfish son of a bitch you cant.
You are turning into those bodies hidden in the trunk
You are turning into that scar that makes me hide my face
You are turning into that disease with no cure.
You are turning into everything I hate,
Yet you will always be everything I love. My endless sky"
Anna said "Damn celi you sure dont like fighting but you sure like making people want to commit suicide...."
I wrote this because im TIRED/AGGRAVATED/STUPID!!!!
UPDATE 3-4:
1.YAY!!! going to s.f. with eden-bo-beeden
2.YAY!!! i efin get my doggie back from my uncle........
3.YUCK!!! i totally have coffee breath
4. EVERYONE have a killer weekend.....
Homework: Wear socks that dont match.....
Here a pic of my "Hubert"
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LA area... Around Redondo Beach/Torrence/Gardena area... my sister's looking into it. I still have to pick a date, but I'm leaning towards 4/20 just because it sticks in my mind.