x2muchmtl4x1hand: a.) being drunk is good. to bad i'm not there. i would've made a party outta it. ahah. b.)i prolly wouldn't be allowed to go back, unless we went early in the day and he had me home before like... 10-10:30-ish. (my mom's gay like that) c.)don't grumble about anything. molly's ot better then you in anyway. really, she's not. like. idk. i think she's kinda stupid now, actually. haha. but wtf ever. i don't even care anymore. ihaven't talked to her in ages. d.)did i tell you i love you yet? oh, 'cause I do. :-) e.)when you steal mikes car, you should get your monroe then. and i'll go with you. you can even have my bar that i have for that. i thought it was for your lip, but it's not. and since i don't have a monroe, it does me no good. haha. it's a 14g though, so yeah. f.)I LOOOOOOVE YOU... still. aahah. g.)i want an industrial, but you're right. i think it would look stupid on mike. :-\ yeah. he doesn't really strike me as the piercings/tattoo's type of guy. oh well. haha. h.) yup. I still love you. HAHAHAH. I.)yeah. that was it. i think. ahaha



oh how i love her :-p

i.m falling.
















too fast.













i want another tattoo.
hehe.

goodbye.

i.m starting to fashion an idea in my head
where i would impress you
with every single word i said
would come out insightful, or brave, or smooth, or charming
and you.d want to call me....
and i would be there every time
you.d need me
i.d be there every time.

but for now i.ll look so longingly
waiting....
for you to want me
for you to need me
for you to notice me

i.m starting to fashion an idea in my head
where i would impress tiy
with every single word i said
would come out insightful, or brave, or smooth, or charming
and you.d want to call me
and i would be there every time
you.d need me.
i.d be there e v e r y t i m e .




i don.t know what to do with myself.
i.m giving up
against my own will
i can.t understand.
and i don.t know why he.s lying to me.

oh god.
i give up.

in this dream that i had
you can.t kill heroes
that.s what we said to them
you can.t kill us.
with our instruments broken before us
and the boys in the line they begin to count to five
and the trigger pulls
the bullets pepper the brick wall behind our heads
and the smoke, it fills the air
the captain yells to cease fire
and the squad begins to wait and stare
as the dust clears the air
and we.re still standing
we spit their faulty ammo to the ground
and remind them once again
with smiles on both our faces
we spit their faulty ammo to the ground
and remind them once again
that you can.t kill heroes.

i was hoping i could tell you this with two feet on the ground.
but i don.t think i can talk, because i.m not very stable right now.

Your Icecream Flavour is... French Vanilla!

You're a smooth and silky suave type! You exude class and you believe in tradition. A classical taste who doesn't like things to be too flashy or showy. Climb the Eiffel tower of taste with a spoonfull of you! Oui Oui!

What is your Icecream Flavour?

Find out at Go Quiz

phantom......





zips band.....






so that's why they're practicing at the rubber bowl this summer....
hahahaha.
oh the joys of having a band director that marched phantom.

what's happening to me?
yesterday, i watched the blue review...
a podcast sent out by the blue devils to keep fans updated on their progress
scenes of tour life from last summer and early camps from this season
brought me to tears.
i broke down, completely

and today,
i put itunes on shuffle
and the first song that played
was am i wrong
by brand new
and it reminded me so much of long drives to syracuse
and nights in the middle school
i almost wanted to die

it was such a huge part of my life.
i can't do without it...
i want to be on tour so bad
i want to live that life
part of me wants to say
fuck my body
and do it anyways
but it will only end up badly, just like last summer
i shouldn't have done it

i don't know what to do
it's kind of like a bad breakup
and all you want to do is call him,
touch his face, kiss his lips
i can't figure out what to do with myself
i should have a horn in my hands,
standing at attention in a horn arc,
getting the crap kicked out of me
all day
every day

i want it so bad,
and i don't think i'll ever have it.
i fucking hate this.

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i have a new tattoooooo
it's on my foot.
yay.
it hurts.
boo.