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[26 Mar 2004|06:03pm] [ mood | artistic ] i had such a great day two days ago... i took pictures of salad on the ground. and walked around with an amazing friend lauren taking what we thought were artistic pictures, except i think i was hogging the camera. sry lauren. love u all. 28561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

A new day [26 Mar 2004|05:59pm] [ mood | indescribable ] [ music | //thursday-paris in flames// ] event: who cares, as long as im happy. Holding My Breath

light seeks its plain path perfectly perpendicular to us [21 Mar 2004|02:50pm] [ mood | cocky ] [ music | //the blood brothers- doctor doctor// ] once blue skies turn to black velvet these eyes of mine grow tired of staring at life. so close they want, and close they get. Holding My Breath

New Web Site Coming Soon [21 Mar 2004|02:46pm] I design I wear a scarf I love people I love to design I love my closest friends I love my cats I love my girlfriend I love Bert I love life. 18561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

its ok to share feeings with your own sex [17 Mar 2004|06:44pm] [ mood | flirty ] [ music | //cursive- the ugly organ// ] many colors in the homo rainbow don't be afraid to let your colors shine many colors in the homo rainbow show me yours i'm gonna show you mine if you find your pot of gold then every little thing is gonna work out fine in the homo rainbow many colors in the homo rainbow pick any shade from black to yellow many colors in the homo rainbow warm embrace and a kind hello if you find your pot of gold then every little thing is gonna work out fine in the homo rainbow if you find your pot of gold then every little thing is gonna work out fine in the homo rainbow every single color every walk of life changin' sizes every day and night from the golden shores of Kansas to the middle of Japan reach around your soul and love your fellow man many colors in the homo rainbow don't be afraid to let your colors shine don't be ashamed of what god made you ///kut-u-up/// Holding My Breath

design [07 Mar 2004|08:52pm] [ mood | creative ] [ music | //alexis on fire - poloriods of polar bears// ] i fucking rule Holding My Breath

Siamese Guns Are Our Friends [29 Feb 2004|07:15pm] [ mood | enthralled ] [ music | the police - roxanne ] exhibit A: the trail of the womb tears the blinking genitalia. exhibit B: a death leather towel to mop the blood and saliva. every smile is evidence, and lifting a proud tentacle his honor howls your sentence "death to the accused the scum the human menace." exhibit C: your journal sewn with pony hair and claws. exhibit D: your cancerous smiles our equations can't solve, those teeth can't be tamed they can't be proven, load the siamese gun shoot shoot shoot it! exhibit E: you're on your knees. choking on the barrel of the siamese gun! ..god thank you for the blood brothers.. i wish i was a girl so i could wear pink and black stripped dresses love u val! Holding My Breath

dead yet so alive [29 Feb 2004|06:11pm] [ mood | blah ] [ music | blood brothers - denver max, the salesman ] if ne one wants to be in the emo faggot club ask me or chris at lunch. current members :: reid suitor tanner wayne emily tran chris hanke and ... a buncha tanner's mexican friends from AVID 18561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

Today I Died [29 Feb 2004|05:11pm] Live. Love. Regret. i didnt see it in their eyes. do they acually like what they produce, cuz i deff. dont like it at all. unexpierenced moshers make me mad... Holding My Breath

[27 Feb 2004|09:15pm] are you fucking me? or loving to fuck me? tie the boats, drop the hands use this shade to cover your sensiblility, your ever so hostile. crap. im really bored. and i cant think straight. eventhough im straight edge. straight edge to my wrist. oh shit there i go with my emo self. i need a popsickle. pasta any one? 18561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

Regrets Of Yesterday Song [01 Feb 2004|11:04am] Verse One: Hope of recovery is lost We are at our darkest hour Identities are lost in this meaningless sorrow This tragic comedy of blood and suffering, Brings only the hope of an empty man. Friends turn enemies under these clouds of lust and deceit Chorus: Your future, my past Your hate, my life Your knife, my heart Your hands, my blood Your guilt, my pleasure Verse Two: Take your hands to my pulsing heart Regrets and worries as you bleed from inside You’ll soon be buried in your guilt, Trapped in the confusion you created. Lights out to the life you knew Chorus: Verse Three: Stand down upon my bloody grave. Seeped through this carpet, my life does run Look upon the shadow of my former standing self All of these are just regrets of yesterday Chorus: 18561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

Notes of a Suicide [30 Jan 2004|04:14pm] Regrets of Yesterday once blue skies turn to black velvet these eyes of mine grow tired of staring at life. so close they want, and close they get. three paths to take, yet i cant see faith at the ends of these tunnels. so cut, cut along this dotted line. split me into two, rip me apart at the seems of my wrist. you told me to make my wish, because I was on my last breath. I wished, I wished for death. and at that moment all i heard was the motionless stir, the motionless stir of my heart when i realized that I dont care enough to live. I bleed black ink to this paper for you. my rose of life is on its last pedal, and hope of recovery is lost. 28561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

My First entry [29 Jan 2004|10:29pm] >>I want to thank you for helping me i love it so much, now i can use this to write all my lyrics and poems down. best i can freely say what i want. thank you//+ 18561 Got Their Hands Over Their Ears Holding My Breath

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