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[23 Feb 2004|07:53pm] |
Being someone your not get's you somewhere only in your mind.
Being someone your not get's you no desire for what you in sight.
Im done. THis is me. The boy who wants love, the boy with insecurity.
Confidence get's me no where but pierced veins.
Trying to act like the cool guy get's me bored and literally fucking insane.
I hate it.
The one fucking thing I alway's truelly wantt, is what i suffer for.
(usually what everyone suffer's for)
I'm on the verge of being content for the best, but fuck it.
It failed me. Again.
So many fucking people.
''OOOOOO you have no idea what the hell is going on in my mind right now!! OOO!!''
THat's just a fucking example of pathetic girls with there skank ass livejournals.
FUck them.
They can go help themselves now, those fucking sluts. '
I can't change them, only they can.
All ive been doing is throwing myself at girls, trying to help them.
Seeing there insides, seeing there mentalities.
Especially this one particullar girl, she mixes my emotions like a fucking blender.
And with her thinking im ''MR. Know it all'' and shit.
She cant even think straight to realize, im there for the better.
I'm there for smiles, Laughs, rap lines and talks for long whiles.
I get things so fucking easily it's absolutely disgusting.
Never somehting to work for.
To look forward to.
I wish i were a bum sometimes out on the street running for money.
Atleast it's something worth going for.
I dont know what to go for.
I'm scared man.
What i hate maybe higher than a loves passion is when all of us people say
'' no one understands me!! bla bla!!''
FUck you, don't blame it on us. Blame it on yourselves.
It's you who doesnt know yourself.
And anyways that alone is'nt true because you know yourself better than anything.
I'm really not the poet so go finish these lame ass insecure words yourself.
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[17 Feb 2004|07:47pm] |
ive gotz a new livejournal name. This one is no longer kool for me. Peaaazzzzz.
sexcore_harmony is the name, now dont where this shit out.
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| a dick in my ass. |
[12 Feb 2004|07:24pm] |
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havent updated for a while. I dont care, you dont care. We dont care. hahah i just had the best fucking bagel. Im gonna start hanging out in Radio Shack now.
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| yeh this is what you start to think of, after you've done what ive done. |
[28 Jan 2004|06:40pm] |
Music....is a flow.
A thing that bursts into grains, as we grow.
becuase it's everywhere.
Not only singles or groups of people make it, nor they say it.
You always wonder why yoou feel the way you do when you sit outside on the curb
or maybe sitting inside with the fire place where your tears can never be heard...
Sounds of music are temperature of temptations, there no different than your senses
You hear, then touch, then feel, now tasting the noise as smell becomes the adrenaline.
The wind will hit and blow the tree's for a reason.
It makes the sound, that air is what we live in.
Most of us here are fragile in our heart's.
It's because music is being played through the reality that will never break apart.
It helps us decide, dictate, decieve and precieve as if it were a life long cell.
(Cell as in, You, I, everyone alive)
I could go for hours and experiences wihtout music, becuase i know it so well.
Trick part is, it's not like that happens because music loves me more than i seem to know.
If it's helped me as much as it has, then i dont know why im still here even breathing.
because feeding from notes and noise is my only apitite these days.
It's made me think of things like my succinct theory.....as for my conclusion
Noise creates help.
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| Relax Day |
[20 Jan 2004|01:06am] |
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So i saw TOry today, that was fun. I was'nt being all jumpy and bummppyyy! as i usually am. Maybe that was good cuz Tory said she was exhausted from Mind Knotts.........yeh i know how that is. hhaha I really do.....jeez. It's late........im about to go to sleep to wake up in the horrible day of school. Jeez............yeh that isnt so fun. O well, Happiness will cheer me up.......when ever that comes around.
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[18 Jan 2004|09:55pm] |
hahahahahahahah Rosie, she's funny.
ok...im bored as hell but im feelin pretty good...i love you chase...call me SOON...!
HEY TRAVIS!!!....THANK YOU...lol
What a ditz jeezuz christ. hahahah
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[18 Jan 2004|09:48pm] |
o god, i looked at clothes today. FOr TOry'sss WInter Formal...........so i got a suite. Nothing sooo fancy but.......my face will make up for it all. ha jk. IM SO FUCKING EXCITED YOU HAVE NO CLUE, SAVES THE DAY AT HOUSE OF BLUES. I feeel the melodies bleeding out of my earsss already im sooo excited.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ARRR
RARRRRR RARRRRRRRR RRRRAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! rar???
''Thank You'' (Rosie and Tory)
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[15 Jan 2004|01:57am] |
Ok this is gonna be my first LIveJOUrnal Nerd entry.
SO im sitting in class again today, and WTF , ''SHANIQUA'' busts out
a Phat Farm Cell phone. I cnat even imagine the ring tones. IM jealous.
So jealous....... As i was in THeory class today i kinda rambled off into my mind
how i saw myself on stage with fans singing along so harshly to my band. And
everyone in the venue had a the same exact heart rate, because not one person wasnt
singing soo intensively as what i had imagined in my head. Then after that, i
started thinking about this lady. She's quite the gal, quite the shine. And she's
pretty damn fine. ha jk sorta (thank you). I know im a tease, what can i say???.
hahah NO im fair. Just wait in line like every other girl. Channele is even still
waiting. Atleast she's patient. hahahah. JUST KIDDING T**y. YOur actually more
on my wish list, if anything hahah. nice nice......i actually wrote a reasonable
amount. Am I an Lj slut now? I know my ass is fat enough for it.
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[11 Jan 2004|11:18pm] |
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Yeh YEh!!!!! damn. I have like no friends on this thing. I guess im gonna start working out my body and take pictures naked to put up on this thing. hahah Funny becuase everyone thinks im being sarcastic.
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[07 Jan 2004|05:27pm] |
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Yeh I like the fact that I look on the cover of Men's Health mag. And there ME on the cover ha. Added also with an interview with me about my ROCkstar sex. JEez Do they gotta be soo NOSEY!?!>!!>!>!>>!>>! HUh::@:!?!?!?? FUCken dune koons......i mean . yeh... hahah I like cheese and woman. BIte me Monte Christo! BIT ME!!!!!!! RARRR RARRRRR. Im bored as fun.
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[02 Jan 2004|01:50pm] |
Now im awake.........its like 11 50.......................i have band practice today........thats a pretty good day. Well i dont know what I shall be doing after
band ''get together'' . 4 ladys wanna sleep over at my house.......but I think
I might wanna hang out with one particular lady. She knows who she is. ha. Who ever
can grab me first gets the cake girls. heres my cell phone numbaaaa 818 438 5189. hahah and may the best ''SeXy'' win. Goodluck.
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[24 Dec 2003|11:47pm] |
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My christmas eve...........Sitting here at my cousins, eating almonds.........watching moto cross videos...........what fucken hicks................................They make fun of me becuase my shirt is small and not Beer Belly xlarge. fuck......
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[21 Dec 2003|02:12pm] |
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yeh im excited, i have just been informed that an Alien Vs. Predator movie is coming out. I think i just wet myself. Thanks.
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[19 Dec 2003|07:39pm] |
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yeh, fuck yeh! No more school, fuck school. What is school anyways? IT's only filled with a bunch of monkeys for crying out loud, including me with my wigerness. ha. Yeh i just found out a bunch of scale patterns today. Im happy. It's making sense now, all this Theory nonsense. All i gotta do is ask isaac for help. ha. peace out sherbert airplanes.
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[16 Dec 2003|06:43pm] |
hhahaha im on my next peice of work now, it's Called NOISE CREATES HELP. I actually made lyrics to it and all........not that i have a killer voice but we'll see how things go. IM me if you wanna hear it or something i recorded it on my compp hahah.
AIM = Throobingkool
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[15 Dec 2003|03:47pm] |
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this is my new frisky kitty journal! feast on!
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[08 Dec 2003|07:19pm] |
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You know it's bad when your mom get's a bong as a house warming gift, as she did.................
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[04 Nov 2003|07:50pm] |
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BOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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[31 Oct 2003|11:13pm] |
Shower Scene
Weathers, Travis
Period 3 Felcher.
Everyone alway's thought that Mr. Clef was a little cooped-up. He was the vocal teacher in the music department at Sinderlane Hills Highschool. This is my first year as a freshman at Sinderlane. My passion was to sing. I promised myself that ever since I was little, and if I died before I got there then I'd sing for my murderer or disease right before I passed. Let;s not wory though. Just my non-sense thought's shouting out.
First day of school was quite odd...... I met Mr. Clef and he was sorta strange, but nothing to jump away from or scream on sight at. I noticed his words would flow, almost as if it were a poem. He some sort of poetic speech. When I said Julia Monte, when he called out for names in class, he slowly looked up at me with a humble grin as I appealed to him or something. Through the year, he was a great teacher. Teaching us great songs and jingles. Though I noticed I was worked the hardest and alway's got the lead. I never acted like a teacher's pet or too keen. I wasnt any better than the other girls. After all, this is a woman's Choir. Mr. Clef as classy as he was would read us his short poetic-short storys before warm up. He really wasn't as bad people made him out to be. He was a little strange, but interesting is better then boring right? After a while I really trusted the guy. I had stayed after school sometimes to help myself get better and to have him guide me through. More then any other of my teachers he was my favorite. I felt like I knew his insides. I shouldnt feel that about a teacher, but he's a person like you or me right? One day after school, I had to wait outside. During an immense snow storm. It was afful. I had been waiting for my dad there all afternoon. Then it had becoming almost dark. As I was waitng on the corner I saw Mr. Clef pulling out of the Faculty Parking Lot. I quickly had an idea and ran over there as fast as I could with the wind putting weights on my body pulling me back. As I knocked on his car window, I exaustingly was asking for a ride home. He wasn't really sure about that idea, but finally he put on a slight gring and said ok. only if he could go home first he said. It was so cold and icey outside i didn't even bother to ask why. I just got into the car. He opened the passenger seat door. Got in. Didnt even look back.........
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Julia Monte and Don Clef have been missing for 3 days the officer says sitting on his chair putting the coffe on his desk. While Mr. Monte and Mr.s Monte sitting in his office, a cop busts through the door with a letter and a face that looked like something scared him litteraly as they would say ''Shit-Less.'' The Monte's askedthe officer what had happend and he said '' Well, we found your daughter....'' They were so relieved to hear something so great. THey didnt't bother to even ask how she was. They assumed to far to think that she was ok. The officer still with his dirty face, handed them the note had walked in with. They both opened it up. They began to read it. They didnt know what they were reading until it hit finally hit them.
Sing it now!
Sing it Proud!
I hear minor 6th's and 7th's singing out loud.
THe bitch is fucking singing for me.
WOW, Iv'e never seen such a power behind a voice.
Maybe when all litte girls are gutted in the shower,
They'd make this exact same noise..........
Sincerlely Mr. Clef
Mr. Clef had disapeared forever..................never to be seen again.
He had never commited an act of murder before. This proves that trusting someone can lead to anything.
This just shows that the only person you can trust is yourself.
HAPPY HOLLOWEEN TRUSTERS.
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