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Jan 10, 2004
"i know youve been hurting, but ive been waiting to be there for you. and ill be there just helping you out, whenever i can."
ok. the expanse of my day. sitting here. WOOHOO!!!! kaiti and megan are going to the concert that i cant go to because id have to walk there. fuck. well if im lucky ill get to do somthing tomorrow. well today i have a "nice" conversation with my dad it was actually a big fight of sorts. in which i sort of gave him a reality check that he didnt like. oh well. i feel better knowing that he knows how i feel. and now i doubt he'll drive me anywhere for a long time. which means tomorrow i might get to walk to the south hill. haha yes that would fucking rock so much. seriously. haha well. shit. being stuck here sucks. i think i might take a long walk tonight. to get some of this energy out before i start breakin things. lol j/k i can control my violence.....haha. done.
Posted at 06:28 pm by TheAveman
"Why do you chose that pain? If you only knew how much I love you"
haha gar. here im doing it anyway. i really dont have all these bad thoughts. i really do have faith in you. you've never let me drown before. and if you fuck up, flake out, and kill me? no doubt about it, ill go with a smile on my face. theres no falling off of this. im duct taped to the platform. and i may not be falling in despair, but no doubt about it im still in free fall over you. so grab by hand, and lets fly off to never never land.
so now im listening to a better song to the one i was going to post. and here it is. haha this song rocks.
Good Charlotte - Moving On
When I think about my life I wonder if I will survive to live to see in 25 or will I just fall? Like all my friends, they just keep dying People 'round me always crying In this place that I like to call my home
Not everybody knows that everybody goes to a better place Not everybody knows that everyone could be living their last days But the hard times will come, and we'll keep movin' on, we're movin' up Keep movin' on
Life, Hope, Truth, Trust, Faith, Pride, Love, Lust
On without the things we've lost The things we've gained we'll take with us
And all I've got are these two hands to make myself a better man I wonder if I'll ever see the end of this With all this rain it just keeps falling On my head and now I'm calling Out to someone else to help me make it through
Not everybody knows that everybody goes to a better place Not everybody knows that everyone could be living their last days But the hard times will come, and we'll keep movin' on, we're movin' up Keep movin' on
Life, Hope, Truth, Trust, Faith, Pride, Love, Lust, Pain, Hate, Lies, Guilt, Laugh, Cry, Live, Die
Some friends become enemies Some friends become your family Make the best with what you're given This ain't dying This is living!
Said we're movin' on, and we got nothing to prove To anyone 'cause we'll get through We're movin' on and on and on and on... Keep movin' on
Life, Hope, Truth, Trust, Faith, Pride, Love, Lust, Pain, Hate, Lies, Kill, Laugh, Cry, Live, Die
Some friends become enemies Some friends become your family Make the best with what you're given This ain't dying This is living!
Posted at 03:46 pm by TheAveman
you could never be my winter, i always feel warm when im around you
 hey yes. i made another one of these thingies. click on the little one to get the huge one. yeah... if im lucky megan and i will get to do somthing before the young life concert that i would probably go to if i knew anything about and if my dad wasnt such a jerk about things at the last minute. oh well...blah. ive got some good lyrics to post but i wont cause there depressing. hah. never never land.....
Posted at 03:30 pm by TheAveman
Jan 9, 2004
"just to see if there's more behind the eyes of a fallen angel, the eyes of a tragedy. here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded. but i see through it all...and see you."
sitting here. just ate a big hunk of dark chocolate. it tastes alright. looks like im not going to the game. and meg is going to hang with sara. guess ill be at home playing "the natch" (aka Natural Selection). and if i dont get to hang out with megs this weekend. im going to freaking keel over and die. lunch was fun today. i hope you can get the chocolate off your pants. lol. and now im determined to get a hip flask cause there just cool. hmm. i guess im done. i think ill go make a cup of coffee.
Posted at 04:38 pm by TheAveman
and all our fears fall on deaf ears tonight
hmm. yay. 12:30. going to do english HW. today was pretty...alright. untill i found out that i screwed it up. but you say dont worry. and ill try my best not to. i promise. tomorrow (today) is rubber chicken. basket ball game school rivalry competition deal. and a mixer. woo. so i dont know if im going to anything. i want to spend some time with megan. shes probably going to the girls b-ball game before the boys and not going to the boys one. but gah! i want to spend time with you like nothing else. seriously. but im stupid. and i cant think of anyplace where people can just GO and just BE together. lol of course we could always go to starbucks. rar. arg. i feel sick. my stomach is wrenchy. gar. and the fact that i never actually got around to eating any dinner most likely isnt helping. oh well. complaining wont fix it. i had some coffee at 10, but its not keeping me up. ill go to sleep after i do my english. and tomorrow (today) theres somthing i have to do. lol im not going to say. and yeah i might seem uber important from my reluctance to tell, but really its not. its just somthing i would like. and im hoping youll indulge me. gar. i didnt get to make your chocolate pretty. but i hope youll still like it.
i guess this is really living. because i really couldnt tell you what i even think is going to happen tomarrow. cool eh? i have absolutely no idea. the lovely mystery of tomorrow. great stuff. *sigh* well i should get to my english. goodnight.
Posted at 12:46 am by TheAveman
Jan 8, 2004
im so tired of this duality. why is this depressed person still living inside of me. (an edited entry)
failure is always easy. its like suicide for the soul. i bet i sound so stupid right now while i talk to you. because i cant think at all. anger and frustration. ive spent my whole life trying not to be typical. but typical seems to be a black hole thats sucking me in. and i hate it.
i cry bloody tears im cut on the inside took a blow to the heart stabbed it with my ignorance
Posted at 04:47 pm by TheAveman
Hold on...if you feel like letting go. Hold on...it gets better than you know
well. how do i say this. wow. i dont know. i feel really good right now. and yes. the poem wasnt really about me thinking that you guys dont tell me anything. it was more a bad remenice on a bad feeling. you actually make me feel trusted and its a great feeling. both of you. megan, kaiti, i just need to say thank you. tomorrow when i come early and see you to im just going to freak out and give you both huge hugs. AHHHHH!!! *scream of joy as i come running for a tackle hug! haha!* . looking up on these backed entries its like im on an emotional roller coaster. and i think it was oh-so-dumb of me. but now that we've talked things are so much better. i feel so much better. i swear, you have a talent for pulling me out of my own quicksand. haha. you'll be the death of me. im going to explode from too much good feeling. now. there is one legendary emo face for this feeling. GIANT GRIN WITH SQUINTY EYES! BEHOLD! XD
lol yes. awesome. also Good Charlotte - Moving on is a really awesome song so thats what this snipet is from goodnight.
"Life! Hope! Truth! Trust! Faith! Pride! Love! Lust!"
Posted at 12:11 am by TheAveman
Jan 7, 2004
still holding on to the ledge of a dream, but my hands bleed
useless alone unwanted no-one's confidant.
trying to hard but maybe youll see you can always trust but you can never trust me no-ones confidant
a soul feeding on bad emotion and it spreads through like a poison let me bleed it out drip it on the floor let it satin like the past
screaming "JUST SHUT UP" my head is only silent long enough to let it echo before its drowned in possibility
my own confidant
Posted at 06:27 pm by TheAveman
'Cause, I'm young and hopeless I'm lost and I know this
so yes. school. wednesday. i was there for the whole colaberation time. an hour before school. i listened to music and drew and read manga and drew and listened to music. then found kaiti, and half tackled her. haha it was quite fun. and we got out snow glo pics! there awesome, i think i look dumb of course, but there still great. black and white. quite puzzling. but cool. and the rest of the day i spent zoning out. and reading manga. and listening to music. and the fire alarm got pulled twice today. and it was nice and cold outside. yep. and megan had gone missing. it wasnt cool. we looked for her but no. blah. then we found out she went home. so then rest of the school day. spacing out. then afterward i was talking a walk down to the bandroom. cause you never know she might have come back yeah? or i could catch kaiti there maybe and it would be fun. so yeah...walking listening to music and...down the hill...its kaiti. so i like ran and half tackled her again. haha it was definitely awesome. haha. and then her bus was late. and she was talking about waiting 45 minutes the last time. and so yeah. offered her a ride because thats just not cool. of course her bus pulls up as were walking to the car, but it was good. because we decided to surprise megan. hope she feels better. gar. saw some of dirty dancing. looks like a good movie but ive never seen it. im movie deprived. blarghy. so yeah... i guess im done. i love this song by the way.
Good Charlotte - Bloody Valentine
Oh, my love, please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands and we'll start a new life
I ripped out his throat And called you on the telephone to take off my disguise Just in time to hear you cry
When you mourn the death of your bloody valentine The night he died You mourned the death of your bloody valentine One last time
Singing...
Oh my love please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands And we'll start a new life I don't know much at all, I don't know wrong from right All I know is that I love you tonight
There was... Police and flashing lights The rain came down so hard that night and the Headlines read "a lover died" No tell-tale heart was left to find
When you mourn the death of your bloody valentine The night he died You mourned the death of your bloody valentine One last time
Singing...
Oh my love please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands And we'll start a new life I don't know much at all, I don't know wrong from right All I know is that I love you tonight
Tonight...
He dropped you off I followed him home Then I stood outside his bedroom window Standing over him he begged me not to do What I knew I had to do 'cause I'm so in love with you
Oh my love please don't cry I'll wash my bloody hands And we'll start a new life I don't know much at all, I don't know wrong from right All I know is that I love you tonight
Tonight...
Posted at 05:57 pm by TheAveman
Jan 6, 2004
whats on your mind miss megan?
so yes. just sittin. talking to megs about life stoof. (thats stuff with an accent if you didnt know) and im listening to the good charlotte CD that kaiti burned me. "the young and the hopeless" an awesome CD. possibly my new favorite. awesome songs include: Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous Wondering My Old Man Boys & Girls Bloody Valentine Riot Girl the rest i didnt listen too deeply too because i was talking to megs and reading a couple blogs. last night i was up till 2:30AM reading "Self- Reliance" by Emerson. i suggest you read it. you can at This Link Roight Here. or youll read it junior year if you take AP english at ferris high. rar. its a bitchen essay. it really made me think about my life. and a lot of his points i absolutely agreed with and i didnt even know about myself. of course one of his other points was how poeple dont notice things about themselves or dont accept them untill someone else mentions them. crazy people. im gonna quote a bunch of stuff. but later cause its long. so heres one. "The other terror that scares us from self-trust is our consistency; a reverence for our past act or word, because the eyes of others have no other data for computing our orbit than our past acts, and we are loath to disappoint them. But why should you keep your head over your shoulder? Why drag about this corpse of your memory, lest you contradict somewhat you have stated in this or that public place? Suppose you should contradict yourself; what then? It seems to be a rule of wisdom never to rely on your memory alone, scarcely even in acts of pure memory, but to bring the past for judgment into the thousand-eyed present, and live ever in a new day." and heres the lyrics to a totally awesome song! Good Charlotte - Riot Girl She's got tattoos and piercings She like Minor Threat, she likes Social Distortion My girl's a hot girl A hood rat who needs an attitude adjustment Christina wouldn't wanna meet her She hates you Britney so you better run for cover My girl's a hot girl A riot girl and she's angry at the world Emergency call 911, She's pissed off at everyone Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot And everywhere we go she gets us thrown out constantly But that's OK 'cause I know, I know I know my baby would do anything for me, yeah Christina wouldn't wanna meet her She hates you Britney so you better run for cover My girl's a hot girl A riot girl and she's angry at the world Emergency call 911, She's pissed off at everyone Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot She wants a riot, she wants a riot Don't you know that all I really want is you? Gotta know that all I really want is you Emergency call 911, She's pissed off at everyone Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot Emergency call 911, She wants a riot, she wants a riot Police, Rescue, FBI she wants a riot, she wants a riot
Posted at 09:10 pm by TheAveman
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Staring into the intersection, she thinks that she can fly and she might. Holding on in a new direction, she's gonna try it tonight.
Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread lightly because you tread on my dreams. ~ W.B. Yeats
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