Marmee_Noir

Tropical London-RANCID

Napalm

Christian Brother- Elliott Smith No bad dream fucker's gonna boss me around Christian brothers gonna take him down But it can't help me get over, don't be cross it's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Fake concerns is what's the matter, man And you think I ought to shake your mother fucking hand Well, I know how much you care Don't be cross it's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Come here by me I want you here Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear

Save you - Emilie Autumn

Are you picking on me! picking on sweet innocent cute lil ol me! Hmmm you just wait... Damn now where ever did I pack my catholic school uniform away to.. Ah well I know where a ruler is.. Don't make me take you to task!

You're welcome! Oh and what am I doing.. Ummm about to go re-dye my hair... My blonde is showing.. lol

Awwww gawd can you two get any cuter! As for me I quite enjoy snuggling up and waking up next to a certain someone.. I don't have to have contact with the person all night but there is something nice about laying my head on the persons chest and hearing that rhythmic heart beat. Kinda calming and soothing.. And heh typing all this makes me cringe.. I use to HATE sharing a bed.. But sometimes I guess things just click and work out! Also one last thing for Envious... Hahaha I'm not sure I believe in the whole soul mate thing but good gawd... I think you and Alaska were made for each other..

Sewing a button on a pair of pants.. And trying to work up enough emergy to get my sewing machine out and work on altering a mini-skirt for my friend. How exciting..

Mindless self indulgence-Faggot

Love like Winter- AFI

You'll find something soon! If all fails I have a position for you.. Rather demanding though but well rewarding.. And I am about to go loaf on the couch and read a book...

A nice nap in a certain comfy bed.... Oooh and some nice cold fruit punch to drink....

I think everyone is entitled to live their life the way they so choose to. I do have certain beliefs and thoughts on the subject matter. And I pretty much have to agree with FC also.. How many plural relationships really last! As for myself, monogamy is pretty much the only acceptable way I would be in a long term relationship with someone. When I’m in a relationship.. I’m in it with one other person and only that other person! I want that person to know that they mean enough to me and that what I have to offer/give is for them and only them! And I want to know that I mean enough to them to be the only one for them.

Getting ready to grind some ink so I can practice my Japanese Shodou (calligraphy)!

Burning some CD's Grrrrrr I need to get a adaptor for my ipod in my car...

I don't like skorts at all.. I'm with Troy on his view of them.. If I'm going to wear a skirt it's going to be a mini or a micro-mini...With exception to my long black ruffled victorian skirt. If I wanted to wear shorts then I would wear shorts... Skorts kinda fall into that annoying category with those damn mini-dresses that girls are wearing over their jeans... Like come on it's a dress... Just rock the dress or give it up..

Hey mind passing that bottle my way... Gawd I am typing this and being annoyed by an old friend who thinks I hate them.. And I think I am starting to hate them.. Grrrrrrr

Super Orgy Porno Party- The Planet Smashers.... Ah nothing like a lil ska to brighten ones mood!

Nope.... Why can't the pirates and ninjas just get along?

Vicious

I could give you a few excuses! Pondering!

Typing this and talking to my friend Jean on the cell... Oooh multi-tasking!

Mmmmm there is something I want and I want it now!

Elliott Smith- Junk Bond Trader The imitation picks you up like a habit Writing in the glow of the TV's static Taking out the trash to the man Give the people something they understand A stickman flashing a fine-line smile Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a style Rich man in a poor man's clothes The permanent installment of the daily dose And you tell off when you tell it like it is Your world's no wider than your hatred of his Checking into a small reality Boring as a drug you take too regularly The athelete's laugh, the broken crutch The first true love that folded at the slightest touch Brought down like an old hotel People digging through the rubble for things they can resell "Happy Holidays," said Sid the Saviour The leaving lover that I still favor I won't take your medicine I don't need a remedy To be everything I'm supposed to be I don't want nobody else I can do it by myself We're meant to be together Now I'm a policeman directing traffic Keeping everything moving, everything static I'm the hitchhiker you'll recognize passing On your way to some everlasting Better sell it while you can Better sell it while you can Better sell it while you can Better sell it while you can