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Monday, October 24th, 2005
5:56 am
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhh so happy!!!! I want him I want him... my little freaky unicorn... hee heee heee he is my ideal guy all wrapped up in a cute little body... Tu ego egestas!

current mood: ecstatic

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Sunday, July 31st, 2005
11:11 pm

I can’t begin to describe this feeling; of utter hatred, disappointment, fear, loss, dejected, who knows what other words I could use... I’m sure a million. But I will not stand for this anymore death to all men I’m here by swearing them off I will stay focused and get out of here and never look back. The only problem is getting past the not wanting to move thing. But my sun burned face will not stand by while he does this!  Death to this relationship!



current mood: Insanely angry

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Saturday, July 23rd, 2005
1:00 pm - Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary

I’m bored with everything! I’ll be driving in a week, so hopefully that will bring something new to keep me amused … doubt it though I will be bored again shortly.

I  fell like I’m missing something as if I’m blind, yet I can see that I’m missing?  Maybe a step back and a look with new eyes will see what it ‘tis that I’m missing.  Maybe a smack will work? 

I wanted and got a tan and I now despise it, I think I need new clothes? Maybe I need a new book? Maybe I just need a new life where everything isn’t so fucked up!  I’m growing weak and I need to change something that I cannot put my finger on… ER I hate this!  My Babi Leaves me tomorrow for math camp little smarty pants love you lots Yvan!  I love you Sanah, our fledgling, don’t worry Medea and I will kidnap you so you don’t have to deal with Count Olaff. 

 

Sanah we love you



current mood: blank

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Wednesday, June 15th, 2005
1:39 pm - MWAH!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALLISON!! LOVE YOU...

            ok now that’s done, MAWHOOOOOOOOOOOA! ok going back to sleep to rest my voice... I've lost it, so if any of you might by chance come across it please send it back to me so I may Meow once again.  So Monday night at work this fucking Nigger in the kitchen and I got into a fight but he ended up lifting me up by my ankle over his head so I was upside down. to make matters worse I got a concussion  on Saturday so I get dizzy really easy I felt like I was going to puke on him that would have been funny… so I talk to my managers and they “had a talk with him” yea so Friday I have to deal with him all fucking day…. er! James and I are fighting because of this and I don’t know how to deal with him.  Ryan and Dea finally met… quite interesting hee hee hee, and yet another relationship I have no clue how to handle.  well its off to get dressed...(i fucking hate clothes) and go out with Allison and the Mum Bitch.



current mood: DEAD

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Thursday, February 24th, 2005
8:07 pm - Death song

Whet the bright steel,
Sons of the White Dragon!
Kindle the torch,
Daughter of Hengist!
The steel glimmers not for the carving of the banquet,
It is hard, broad, and sharply pointed;
The torch goeth not to the bridal chamber,
It steams and glitters blue with sulphur.
Whet the steel, the raven croaks!
Light the torch, Zernebock is yelling!
Whet the steel, sons of the Dragon!
Kindle the torch, daughter of Hengist!
The black cloud is low over the thane's castle
The eagle screams--he rides on its bosom.
Scream not, grey rider of the sable cloud,
Thy banquet is prepared!
The maidens of Valhalla look forth,
The race of Hengist will send them guests.
Shake your black tresses, maidens of Valhalla!
And strike your loud timbrels for joy!
Many a haughty step bends to your halls,
Many a helmed head.
Dark sits the evening upon the thanes castle,
The black clouds gather round;
Soon shall they be red as the blood of the valiant!
The destroyer of forests shall shake his red crest against them.
He, the bright consumer of palaces,
Broad waves he his blazing banner,
Red, wide and dusky,
Over the strife of the valiant:
His joy is in the clashing swords and broken bucklers;
He loves to lick the hissing blood as it bursts warm from the wound!
All must perish!
The sword cleaveth the helmet;
The strong armour is pierced by the lance;
Fire devoureth the dwelling of princes,
Engines break down the fences of the battle.
All must perish!
The race of Hengist is gone---
The name of Horsa is no more!
Shrink not then from your doom, sons of the sword!
Let your blades drink blood like wine;
Feast ye in the banquet of slaughter,
By the light of the blazing halls!
Strong be your swords while your blood is warm,
And spare neither for pity nor fear,
For vengeance hath but an hour;
Strong hate itself shall expire
I also must perish!



current mood: giggly

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Thursday, December 16th, 2004
1:29 pm - KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTIE

 

 

 

 



current mood: horny

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Thursday, September 30th, 2004
6:50 am - Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

current mood: WEEEEEEEEEEEE

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Friday, September 3rd, 2004
1:58 am - pretty faeries!
Dark
Dark - You think the top of style is gothic
cathedrals and anything black and revealing.
Good for you! You are not evil, but you like to
put out that bad boy/girl persona. You can also
be very stubborn at time, you know what you
want.


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HASH(0x8adfd24)
Your the FAERIE QUEEN!!! a tad too bossy maybe???


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Dark
ohhh. You are a Dark Faerie...
Your Heart is Black and Hurted..Why?
Everyone fears you...


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HASH(0x890f5dc)
You're an evil faerie...hmm how to say this nicely
you're a bitch lol...maybe you should relax a
little? or maybe you like to be evil


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Dfaerie
Your Dark!


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HASH(0x8aee128)
You are a dark faerie


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I get bored easily...

current mood: bored and gloomy

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Saturday, July 24th, 2004
11:02 pm - me paranoid noo never
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current mood: dejected

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Tuesday, June 29th, 2004
1:55 am
NEXIS!

current mood: naughty

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Sunday, May 2nd, 2004
8:39 am - CHICAGO!

Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz!


Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz!

And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem County Jail in their rendition of "The Cell Block Tango"

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it

I betcha you would have done the same!

Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz!

You know how people
have these little habits
That get you down. Like Bernie.
Bernie like to chew gum.
No, not chew. POP. So I came home this one day,
And I am really irritated, and
looking for a little sympathy
and there's Bernie layin'
on the couch, drinkin' a beer
and chewin'. No, not chewin'.
Poppin'. So, I said to him,
I said, "You pop that
gum one more time..."
and he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wall
and I fired two warning shots...
...into his head.

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have dome the same!

I met Ezekiel Young from
Salt Lake city about two years ago
and he told me he was single
and we hit it off right away.
So, we started living together.
He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd
fix him a drink, We'd have dinner.
And then I found out,
"Single" he told me?
Single, my ass. Not only
was he married
...oh, no, he had six wives.
One of those Mormons, you know. So that
night, when he came home, I fixed him
his drink as usual.
You know, some guys just can't hold
their arsenic.

 He had it coming
He had it coming
He took a flower
In its prime
And then he used it
And he abused it
It was a murder
But not a crime!

Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carvin' up the chicken for dinner,
minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur,
in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman,"
he says. He was crazy
and he kept screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman."
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times!

If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

Mit kersek, en itt? Azt mondjok, hogy a hires lakem lefogta a ferjemet en meg
lecsaptam a fejet. De nem igaz, en artatlan
vagyok. Nem tudom mert mondja
Uncle Sam hogy en tettem. probaltam
a rendorsegen megmayarazni de nem ertettek meg...

Yeah, but di you do it?

UH UH, not guilty!

My sister, Veronica and
I did this double act
and my husband, Charlie,
used to travel round with us.
Now, for the last number in our act,
we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row
One,two,three,four,five...splits, spread eagles,
back flips,flip flops, one right after the other.
So this one night before the show we're down at the hotel Cicero,the three of us,boozin', havin' a few laughs and
we ran out of ice, so I go out to get some.
I come back, open the door, and there's Veronica and
Charlie doing Number Seventeen the spread eagle.
Well, I was in such a state of shock,
I completely blacked out. I can't remember a thing.
It wasn't until later,
when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.

They had it coming

They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming all along
They had it coming all along
I didn't do it
She didn't do it
But if I done it
But if she done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They took a flower
All along
In its prime
I didn't do it
And then they used it
But if I'd done it,
How could you tell me that I was wrong?

I loved Al Lipschitz
more than I can possibly say.
He was a real artistic guy...
sensitive... a painter.
But he was always trying
to find himself.
He'd go out every night
looking for himself
and on the way
he found Ruth,
Gladys,
Rosemary and Irving.
I guess you can say we broke
up because of artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive
and I saw him dead.

The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
All along
All along

'Cause if they used us
'Cause if they used us
And they abused us
And they abused us
How could you tell us that we were wrong?

He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame.
He only had himself to blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

You pop that gum one more time!
Single my ass.
Ten times!
Miert csukott Uncle Same bortonbe.
Number seventeen-the spread eagle.
Artistic differences.


Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz!

 

Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz


And all that Jazz

Ha! Ha! Ha!
So lick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz

I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz

Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
I case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that Jazz

Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz

Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz


Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?

Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake

And all that jazz

Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break

And all that jazz

Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle

If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that jazz

And all that jazz

And all that jazz

Come on babe
Why don't we paint
The town?
And all that jazz

I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz


No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!

That Jazz



current mood: bouncy

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Thursday, April 29th, 2004
12:01 pm
Happy Birthday KAT! My dear sister, I love you.




CAW CAW BANG FUCK I'M DEAD!!!!

Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly... stupid.

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me - We pillage, we plunder we rifle and loot

Drink up me hearties, yo ho We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot

Drink up me hearties, yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me We extort, we pilfer we filch and sack

Drink up me hearties, yo ho Maraud and embezzle and even high-jack

Drink up me hearties yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me We kindle and char inflame and ignite

Drink up me hearties, yo ho We burn up the city we're really a fright

Drink up me hearties, yo ho We're rascals, scoundrels villains, and knaves

Drink up me hearties yo ho We're devils and black sheep - really bad eggs

Drink up me hearties yo ho

Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirate's life for me We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads

Drink up me hearties, yo ho Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads

Drink up me hearties, yo ho

current mood: horny

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Friday, April 23rd, 2004
11:46 pm - I fucking hate you alll
This may never start.
We could fall apart.
And I'd be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart's beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
I'll tear us apart.
Cannot be your enemy.
Losing half a year.
Waiting for you here
I'd be your anything.

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart's beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
Tearing out my heart.
I'd be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
(I'd be your memory)
Feelings disappear.
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart's beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
We could fall apart
And I'd be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?

current mood: bitchy

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Thursday, April 22nd, 2004
8:46 pm - ?¿?¿?¿?¿

FUCK!



current mood: determined

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Sunday, April 11th, 2004
12:08 pm
I FUCKING HATE BUNNIES!


...Bam...bam...BAM
...Bang...bang BANG
...KABOOM!!!!!!

bye bye bunny
*Waves with just the pinky*

current mood: horny

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Tuesday, April 6th, 2004
2:35 am

I’m getting a black female cat for my birthday, and I can’t pick a name HELP ME!

 

Ater/Ather (Darkness/black)

Your first name of Ather has given you a rather quiet, reserved, serious, studious nature. You have sensitivity and appreciation for the finer and deeper things of life, the beauties of nature, music, art, and literature. The people who mean the most to you are those who can offer you intellectual companionship. It is only when you are among those who understand your deeper nature that you can really be yourself. The experience of having your remarks taken lightly or belittled, particularly during the early years of your life, has caused you to keep your thoughts and feelings to yourself. You do not express yourself spontaneously when conversing with others; hence other people may often regard you as being aloof, and even unfriendly.

Ambra (shadow)

Although your name of Ambra gives you a good appreciation of material values, business ability, and skill in organizing and managing others, your success is limited at times, by a lack of self-confidence and initiative. This name brings out a practical, composed quality, with a strong desire for a good standard of living in an environment where you are in contact with distinguished, successful people. You try to further your interests through pursuing the association of people with influence.

 

Astrid (starry)

The name Astrid creates a very independent, practical, analytical nature with skillful business abilities. You desire freedom from restrictions and authority in order that you can pursue your own ambitions. This name gives you leadership qualities and you are seldom happy in positions where you must direction from others. Material and financial success are the focus of your interests, but sacrificing much for material ambition will result in a lack of harmony and balance in your personal life, particularly a lack of appreciation for social courtesies and things of a more inspirational nature.

 

Carmilla

Your name of Carmilla gives you the desire to understand and to help others but, at the same time you can become too involved in their problems and, as a result, worry too much. You desire a home and family of your own and have the ability to create understanding and harmony in family association as you are pliable, forgiving, and tactful. You love children and would not hesitate to care for any children who might need you. Whenever possible, you avoid argument and turmoil because you prefer not to face an issue if it means hurting anyone's feelings.

 

Castilla

Your name of Castilla creates a desire for association with people and new experiences, many of which have been rather bitter. This name has given you a gregarious personality and a quick-thinking, creative, and versatile nature, but one that is very emotional. You desire change and travel and would enjoy opportunities that allowed you to be creative and to act independently, rather than to conform to system and routine. However, this name does not allow you to complete your undertakings, as farther fields always look greener.

Limina (Blade)

 

Morfera (Deadly)

 

Nexcis/Nexis (Death)

The name of Nexis creates a very aggressive and independent nature, one with big ambitions, giving you original, progressive, large-scale ideas, salesmanship and promotional ability as well as the excellent business judgment which enables you to gain the financial accumulation to which you feel entitled. You have a versatile, restless nature, and could do any job well, although you would not like to do menial tasks. You are seldom satisfied and are always seeking something new.

 

Nightshade

The name of Nightshade creates a restless, creative nature that takes you into many ventures, but does not allow you to see things through to a satisfactory completion. Yours is a versatile, musical, artistic, but independent nature and you must have the freedom to express your creative ideas and abilities to be happy. An urge for independence causes dissatisfaction and frustration in close relationships and you find the "ties that bind" restricting. The qualities of this name would find a more constructive outlet in work that involves high-pressure selling or promotional activities, possibly in community affairs, for it contains a positive, driving power.

 

Nox/Nyx (Night)

Your first name of Nyx has given you inspirational, idealistic, and dramatic qualities. You have a clever, deep mind and the talent to excel in highly inspirational lines of endeavour as a dramatist, musician, writer, or artist. You can be lifted by beauty in all forms and are at the most creative when inspired. Your expressive, affectionate nature responds quickly through your feelings, but you must guard against being possessive and jealous.

 

Yes, I realize this is all for a cat but my kittie needs the best name, because right now at the shelter her name is Suzie (yuck).



current mood: Devious, horny, cranky,anxious

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Sunday, April 4th, 2004
12:50 pm

Kat and I are having our birthday party's together seeing as they are only 20 days apart it seemed easier, yet I have a feeling that it might not be. Then again Lynn will be here and in charge which is never a good thing but we’ll see last year my party was huge this year its going to be like 10 people if that and that’s for two people…. We are so unloved. But that’s 12 days away so we’ll worry about it then.  We’re the queens so don’t forget to curtsy/bow!



current mood: Dizzy

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Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
2:36 am

The Tiger
William Blake

Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
When thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand forged thy dread feet?

What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dared its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He smile his work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger, tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

 



current mood: devious

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Wednesday, March 24th, 2004
3:46 pm

Bloody roses are just so pretty

 



current mood: amused

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3:26 pm

“Dear Boss,
I keep on hearing the police have caught me but they wont fix me just yet. I have laughed when they look so clever and talk about being on the right track. That joke about Leather Apron gave me real fits. I am down on whores and I shant quit ripping them till I do get buckled. Grand work the last job was. I gave the lady no time to squeal. How can they catch me now. I love my work and want to start again. You will soon hear of me with my funny little games. I saved some of the proper red stuff in a ginger beer bottle over the last job to write with but it went thick like glue and I cant use it. Red ink is fit enough I hope ha. ha. The next job I do I shall clip the ladys ears off and send to the police officers just for jolly wouldn't you. Keep this letter back till I do a bit more work, then give it out straight. My knife's so nice and sharp I want to get to work right away if I get a chance. Good Luck.

Yours truly
Jack the Ripper

Dont mind me giving the trade name

PS Wasnt good enough to post this before I got all the red ink off my hands curse it No luck yet. They say I'm a doctor now. ha ha

I was not codding dear old Boss when I gave you the tip, you'll hear about Saucy Jacky's work tomorrow double event this time number one squealed a bit couldn't finish straight off. ha not the time to get ears for police. thanks for keeping last letter back till I got to work again.

Jack the Ripper

“From hell.
Mr Lusk,
Sor
I send you half the Kidne I took from one woman and prasarved it for you tother piece I fried and ate it was very nise. I may send you the bloody knif that took it out if you only wate a whil longer

signed
Catch me when you can Mishter Lusk”

Eight little whores, with no hope of heaven,
Gladstone may save one, then there'll be seven.
Seven little whores beggin for a shilling,
One stays in Henage Court, then there's a killing.
Six little whores, glad to be alive,
One sidles up to Jack, then there are five.
Four and whore rhyme aright,
So do three and me,
I'll set the town alight
Ere there are two.
Two little whores, shivering with fright,
Seek a cosy doorway in the middle of the night.
Jack's knife flashes, then there's but one,
And the last one's the ripest for Jack's idea of fun.

As you can see I've been working on my paper on Jack the ripper; I am now going insane from it.

I find my self speaking with an accent, and spewing random shit like that.

my paper has to be at lest 18 pages (I have10) by friday or I can't go over to Dea's and we all know I need to get my ass out of this house. anyways I just took a brake from my paper to eat and update no I'm going back to Saucy Jacky!

 



current mood: dejected

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