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| I realized I haven't updated this thing in forever. I kind of fell out of contact with everyone and it sucks. :x I miss everyoneeeeeeee lots. I stopped going on DD (I don't know why). I also kind of gave up on Xanga and use greatestjournal instead (my username on GJ is penholder). Lots of things have happened since then. Buttt I have a new AIM sn. Since I lost most everyone's sns when my computer crashed you can IM me on flavescent light. :D
I'll try to update this from now on.
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| So. Jess got me hooked on this song, "Memory" by Sugarcult.
Lost all since of fear, feelings insincere, can I be your memory?
The songs I've downloaded today:
HIM - Wings of a Butterfly
Breathe Today - Flyleaf
Sugarcult - Memory
Silverchair - Miss you love
Staind - Fill Me Up
So, suggestions for songs I should download are wonderful. I'm in the mood for some upbeat songs but anything is fine. I just feel like shit. I have been feeling like that since last night.
Okaaay, this poem depresses me:
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!–that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling–my darling–my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
If you don't get it I can explain each stanza for you, since we had to
in class. I <3 that poem though. Mkay, I'm going now. kthnxbye.
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| Found this in Nath's journal.
Repost this if you think homophobia is wrong.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away
from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I
wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me
in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able
to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore,
nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now
live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow
suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is
also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much
better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
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| Hey ya'll. I know a few of you must like Trapt, correct? Well, if you don't, then you're crazy. 
They've come out with an amazing single, titled 'Stand Up'. Their album
will be released September 13, for all of you who don't already know
that. If you don't know who Trapt is, they came out with their
memorable single 'Headstrong' awhile ago, and 'Echo'. Headstrong would
have to be my favorite song by them. It just is, and the lyrics get me
pumped up for a work out. I've never seen them live, but hopefully I'll
get too when they go on tour again. So if you're curious to hear Trapt
now, you can go check them out by heading here: http://www.bandbuilder.com/someone_in_control_extra/index.php
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| Well, not much to say. I went icon browsing today out of boredom. I
found a tooooon of icons I love, but you all will just have to wait
until I upload them! BWHAHA. For now, enjoy another survey.
Shorter survey thing this time. ;D
Put an x next to the things that make you smile the most.
01. Falling in love. x
02. Laughing so hard your face hurts. x
03. A hot shower. x
04. No lines at the supermarket. x
05. A special glance. x
06. Getting mail. x
07. Taking a drive on a pretty road. x
08. Hearing your favorite song on the radio. x
09. Lying in bed listening to the birds outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer. x
11. Chocolate milkshake. x
12. A bubble bath. x
13. Giggling. x
14. A good conversation. x
15. The beach.
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter. x
17. Laughing at yourself. x
18. A huge sale at your favorite store. x
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers. x
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. x
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful. x
23. Laughing at an inside joke. x
24. Friends. x
25. Making other people laugh. x
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss with that special someone.
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. x
29. Competing with your friend and beating your friend. x
30. Having someone play with your hair. x
31. Sweet dreams. x
32. Hot chocolate. x
33. Road trips with friends. x
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger. x
36. Making chocolate chip cookies. x
37. Having your friends send you home-made cookies. x
38. Holding hands with someone you care about. x
39. Running into an old friend. x
40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you. x
41. Watching the sunrise/sunset. x
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day. x
43. Knowing that somebody misses you. x
44. Getting a hug from someone that cares about you deeply. x
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think. x
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