| EVERYONE WHO READS THIS PLEASE DO IT |
[12 Jul 2005|11:43am] |
okay you guys, this might sound demanding but if you read my journal will you please comment on this and tell me:
1 - who you are
2 - if #1 is to personal - please give me a name to call you by
3 - i'm thinking about getting a new journal - tell me if you would read it
4 - i may be creating a community - tell me if you join it
that's all thanks guys ^_^ it'd mean the world
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[11 Jul 2005|12:42pm] |
i'm back! and alive! and this is baasically a run down of the week:
monday: got to patoka lake, jessie, me, and alex walked down to the lake and waited for my mom, carrejo, elyssa, hayley, nathan, and ethan to arrive (their vehicle broke down) when they got there we set up camp and then went to the beach, ate supper and went to bed and went horridly emo when everyone went to sleep
Tuesday: we went boating and lots of just sitting around - we also went to the beach but i didn't do much but cover my feet in sand - because my stomach hurt. that night me and jessie talked to sumner and benny. oh! and we made s'mores (went emo after everyone was asleep)
Wednesday: Everyone except: Jessie, Elyssa, and Ron went home (my mom was going to return) while they were away we watched Catwomen and then went tubeing and got uber-burnt , when my mom came back we were finishing catwomen and then i believe we sat around in the camper all day making bracelts. We talked to benny and sumner again that night on the telly and they were uber fucked up - benny's friend Todd asked me if i'd fuck him... ... lol.
Thursday: Went boating almost alllll day! got so so so so sunburnt because we layed on in the sun from 11am - 4 pm and then some lol. i don't think we talked to the guys this night. but that's okay. i believe me and jessie had a long convo or sumthin. i don't think we did much else - but i went emo again after everyone was in dreamland.
Friday: another full day of boating - got uber uber sunburnt (am still having redness) - Rhonda (my stepsister) came up with: JOhn, Miles, and Bubba (fka: Justin) <-- her kids and! Cory (john's friend), Kristofer, Skyler, and Salone (those are my neice and nephews) they came over and we did a lot of nothing (talked to the guys i think)
Saturday: we did a whole lot of nothing - i had an uber bad tummy ache and layed down till like 1 in the afternoon,. went walking and me and jessie did a lot of talking. oh! and i talked to benny. and stayed up till 4am because we had loud neighbors who kept me up.
Sunday: took everything down came home, found benny at my house (was in pure heaven!)
lol. i had fun even though we did very little. lol
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[03 Jul 2005|08:20pm] |
hey!
i'm going camping tomarrow - and won't be back till SUNDAY - that's a whole fucking week - that means no benny, no computer. but, on the bright side, i'll be sunburnt and bug-bitten - jessie's going with me too - and god knows she needs a break ^_^
-- there won't be any updates till sunday at the earliest - and i'll probably just hang out w/ benny on sunday, so i'm sorry guys - but i will return!
all my love love love love love!!! email me if you guys want cottoncandypixie@hotmail.com
you guys rock my socks!
-- jerusha
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[21 Jun 2005|06:46pm] |
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music |
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Slipknot (donno title - nuber 5 on Iowa) |
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there were thoughts in my head and words on your lips...
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[20 Jun 2005|06:17pm] |
this is my BAy-be - ain't he ADORABLE?
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[20 Jun 2005|06:08pm] |
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[20 Jun 2005|12:28pm] |
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in 3 words.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think i'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
29. How well do you know me?
29. Do you wish to get to know me more?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
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| NEW PHONE NUMBER |
[17 Jun 2005|05:11pm] |
hi guys. i got a new cell phone number.
677-2191
if you are not Verizon please don't text message me because it costs me extra - but you can call me after 9:00pm my time and that's free - for me. ^_^
love!
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| random sadness |
[15 Jun 2005|02:42pm] |
do you guys remember those bad reviews i got from [AlucardDracula] or whatever??
i found out who they were, they were from Christine Ricketts, whom i considered a friend.... ..... this is horrible.... i. just. don't. know.... it's horrible because she used to tell me she really really liked my poetry
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| im glad i didn't die before i met you |
[10 Jun 2005|11:22am] |
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emo and in love |
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'Breaht (2 am)' Anna Nalick |
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i am: listening to our song, it's 11:23 and i'm wondering where you
are. {{who we are}} knowing there is something about you because you
can sit there crying and tell me nothing is wrong {{ go ahead, pretty
baby, tense your lips together and lie with that retched tongue that
can cause thighs to tremble and hearts to melt }} there's a pause in
the air because neither of us know how to break the silence, and it's
tragically emo the way we're crying because the other one is crying...
< but i think in the end, it'll end in a  story of two
teenagers who were hopelessly in love >
you told me your loved me {{ 'forever' i believe were your words }} and
i believed you, purhalps i still do {{ i do i do }} and when you come
over here today {{ you will because you always do and you promised <
bite your pinkey > that you'd tell me today what was horridly wrong
}} and please, i want to whisper when you can't seem to look right at
me and you can't keep from shaking your leg, "just 
". do you remember that day you seemed to realize everything at once
and you told me that you didn't know what you'd do without me? i traced
the words 'i <heart> you' into your back with my finger. but now
we both know, it's so much more than that.
< let's not admit to anything, that way, they can't destroy us >
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| like bullet holes |
[24 May 2005|08:17pm] |
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music |
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bright eyes '1st day of my life' |
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i. like bullet holes
kissing underneath where
your nail has turned blue
I kissed you bullet
And whispered
//good night//
ii. broken cigarettes
an ashtray full of smoked-to-the-filter-menthols
splitting hearts right down the middle
there was something in the way that she was talking
that made you break down and cry
on your way to the gas-station
iii. there’s a girl robbing the liquor store
we laugh because
there was a time
when:
we would have been the ones with the guns and the bags.
iv. painting with nail polish
there were unmarked walls
and we had nail polish
and markers,
we recorded our history (in the making) on the bedroom walls
years from now, we’ll find it and cry
at immaturity
and sheer brilliant in our words.
v. Kleenex roses
Tossing away packages,
Wrapped condoms that didn’t matter,
Anyways.
vi. glass pipes and marijuana
smoking like we were going to live forever
and we were.
vii. supporting emo
there were birds in the parking lot and
gunshots in the air,
the girl in the passenger seat whispered:
//fades to black//
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| Peter Pan |
[22 May 2005|06:56pm] |
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'ohio is for lovers' hawthorne heights |
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breaking wings and
crushing bones
trapped in too-small bottles
insenses burning holes
into
almost unbeautiful wings
faces pressed
up against porclein
toliet seats
tinker-bell ecstasy dreams
going on a free fall
throwing rocks
and kissing STDs
drinking creame soda
and declairing
insanities.
said 'fuck you' to neverland.
~♥~ finis ~♥~
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[17 May 2005|04:31pm] |
You Know You're Addicted to LiveJournal When... |
If you can't access the site, you have a minor freak out - and a major case of hitting reload.
You found yourself composing journal entries during dates, movies, even sex!
When you're out, you suddenly think of a witty reply to a comment somebody made to you... several days ago.
You actually call it LJ and not Livejournal. Check.
You've downloaded some sort of LJ program which has only the purpose of making entries easier to write without going on the site manually.
You consider it a great offense if someone deletes you off their friend's list.
The first thing you do every day when you go online is check your friends journals - even before checking your email.
You actually paid money for a few extra pictures with a full account when you could actually just alternate pics when you want to for your screen icons.
When your friends ask what's new, you get mad at them because you already wrote it in your LJ and they didn't check it yet.
You have put more time into LJ than all your assignments for the semester.
You have more friends on LJ than in real life.
You've met at laest 50% of your LJ friends.
You can't seem to call your friends by their real names - only LJ names will do.
You've fallen in love with someone you met on LJ.
You have posted about a party or get together on your LJ... and random strangers showed up.
You are guilty of traveling more than an hour to meet someone with LiveJournal. (Extra points for traveling five hours or more)
You've written a protected entry about one of your LiveJournal friends. (Extra points if they eventually found out about it)
You have written posts to notify people you're going to sleep.
You talk about your LJ friends to your real life friends all the time... like they're a part of your group.
You've created a LJ community, and people actually post in it.
You've been recognized in real live by a fellow LJ'er.
You have friended someone because of their LiveJournal icon.
You have "pity friends" on your list, who you would defriend if you could.
You've pimped one of your friends on journal, trying to get people to friend him / her.
Instead of doing research, you post difficult questions on your LiveJournal.
Your pets all have their own LiveJournals.
You know, right now, how many people have friended you (without peeking).
You've stopped being friends with someone in real life because of something they've said on LJ.
You're guilty of posting sexy or nude pictures to get more people to friend you.
You have consoled yourself after a horrible day thinking "At least this will make a great LJ post"
You're jealous of people who have more friends and / or comments than you.
You have written a really great, solid post - only to be disappointed by the lack of good comments.
You're guilty of commenting excessively to get more traffic to your journal.
You've deleted a post a few minutes (or hours) after you've written it, because it seemed lame in retro spect.
You give shout outs to all your LJ friends on their birthdays.
You have an additional, secret journal that hardly anyone knows about.
You've broken up with someone - or ended a friendship - soley via LiveJournal.
You have gotten mean anonymous comments (bonus points for figuring out who it was via their IP)
You've been reported (or reported someone) to LJ Abuse.
You've been featured on LJ Drama.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are LJ addicts. |
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[15 May 2005|07:05pm] |
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< insert teen angst >
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| a poem written by me and jessie |
[08 May 2005|07:08pm] |
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Butterflies turn me on
Broken mattresses fall
Bubble gum and fuck
Acid rainbows and Aderal stars *falling*
Girl.drugs.don’t.lie screamed
“Prozac can help”
baby lost under heroin was la.la.laughing
dream boy OD’d on candy orgasms
she found love in STDs
crying over dull razors
there’s just smoothing in the ACID
or was it the cocaine?
Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Inhale
Overdosing on random nothings
(they found a pill under the mattress/)
wings shoved under pillows
chewed on the skin around their nails
“let’s dump her in the lake and leave her to die.”
deHIGHdrated bones
since when should (making) love kill people?
AIDs on tampons and “excuse me, I bleed”
Bottles broken, glass imbedded in skin
Admiring unaged flesh
“excuse me. you can’t eat this. There are too many calories”
i'm the one writting in the blue
jessie is the pink color
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