knockthedoor: (goodbye)
So we're speeding towards that time of year
To the day that marks that you're not here
And I think I'll want to be alone
So please understand that I don't answer the phone.

:D

yayi'mback

Feb. 3rd, 2007 07:42 am
knockthedoor: (rin and sesshomaru)
Okay, FINALLY I have the internet back! Yay!

So, first of all, I really want to thank those of you who e-mailed me while I was gone to make sure I was okay (HI APRIL! :D), and I really want to thank Rissa and April for keeping me sane. XD And for those of you who wished me a happy birthday (OMGI'M19!) thank you so much!

And for those of you who have not yet bought me gifts...I'm waiting!!

:D

So, some crazy stuff has happened, and then more crazy stuff happened, and now I'm tired, my hair is really long, and I have cable.

Also, not having the internet really set back my plans to move everyone over to the new journal. So, uh, I need to work on that, don't I?

Feel free to fill me in on all I've missed! Seriously, no lies about how nothing has happened! You're all strangers to me now! ;~; Gimme the juicy bits too!

AHEM.

Nov. 30th, 2006 10:58 am
knockthedoor: (nanowrimo)

knockthedoor: (goodbye)
you said you hate my suffering
and you understood
and you'd take care of me
you'd always be there


well, where are you now?

Word Count

Nov. 22nd, 2006 04:09 pm
knockthedoor: (omgyay!)
So far, my word count for today is 7652.

7652!

I'm not even finished yet.

YAY ME!
knockthedoor: (kana)
Okay, my new LJ is aaalllmooost ready. Those of you who now about it already and haven't friended me NEED to, and if you don't know about it, if you're supposed to, you will soon.
knockthedoor: (angst)
Oh darling, it's so sweet, you think you know how crazy, how crazy I am.
knockthedoor: (curses!  foiled again!)
*sigh* On the 25th I have to go with my mother to this housing thing. I don't want to move because even though I hate it here, I'm certainly not going to like Bonham any better, so why don't I just stay in an equally sucky place that has the added bonus of me not having to move furniture?
knockthedoor: (malferret)
This song reminds me of you. :D


the martyr by cursive



and so it's begun
this is year one
the birth of a child
in the form of a man
wrapped in a towel
passed out on the floor
these drunken hours
graces deflowered

cast down by an angel
she used to kiss his weeping eyes
depressed in her bosom
tears roll off her nipple

sweet baby don't cry
your tears are only alibis
to prove you still feel
you only feel sorry for yourself

well get on that cross
that's all you're good for

the martyr

and thusly it ends
depression sinks in
a lonely messiah
now he drinks with the lepers
losing a limb
his better half
the glass was half full
a head hung half-mast

he claims he's the victim
strangled by the nine to five
a pattern of stillness
that haunted this still life

your tears are only alibis
to prove you still feel
you only feel sorry for yourself
and that's how you thrive
your sorrow's your gold mine
so write some sad song about me
screaming your agonies
playing the saint

the martyr
the martyr
the martyr
the martyr
the martyr
uh huh

...;o;

Oct. 5th, 2006 11:52 am
knockthedoor: (>_<)
Hello pretty darlings~

Eventually I'm going to realise that the people who actually talk to me are not the people who read my livejournal and I'll quit wasting my time here, but until then...

Okay, so the reason I've been extra scarce lately is my mother's cell phone ran out of minutes. But today the DSL turned on, so I at least have some limited access to the internet...I say limited because NOTHING works. *kicks everything*

So I'm here, I'm just completely unable to sign into anything, except Google Talk, which of course...no one uses. But still, if you were needing anything to motivate you to start? My email address is riskygypsy@gmail.com :D (isn't it cute? omgiloveit~)

Alright, I expect at least ONE of you to make the effort, okay? My most dears and small darlings alike! And you may not have long because I have to share my monitor with my mother and my brother. ;o;




omg omg it works it works! *waits for someone to be online*
knockthedoor: (Default)
These are all the reasons why
I'll be exploding tonight
And why this chip on my shoulder feels like a mile wide
It's from the overwork, overtime compromise

So I'm looking tonight
For some piece of mind
Maybe then I'll find
Some strength inside
'Cause I've lost any hope of ever changing
I'm a short fuse burning

I'm a short fuse burning

And remember who I
Who I used to be
Because this one trick pony's so strung out on routine
Stuck on repeat, like you wouldn't even believe

So I'm looking tonight
For some piece of mind
Maybe then I'll find
Some strength inside
'Cause I've lost any hope of ever changing
I'm a short fuse burning

Hey everybody don't forget me, forget me
Hey everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be
And I'm a short fuse burning

I'm so close to exploding

So everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be

So I'm looking tonight
For some piece of mind
Maybe then I'll find
Some strength inside
'Cause I've lost any hope of ever changing
I'm a short fuse burning

Hey everybody don't forget me, forget me
Hey everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be
And I'm a short fuse burning

I'm so close to exploding

Hey everybody don't forget me
I forgot who I used to be
knockthedoor: (Default)
Hello all, this is Rissa speaking for the lovely Jasie~

Jasie has sadly been without internet since sunday and regrets to inform you all that she won't be able to get on much since her mother's phone does not work in their house.

kthnx


<3 Rissa
knockthedoor: (lucy and ethel)
i used to think that you were someone else
then i'd lose my mind each day
i used to think that i could help myself
but it's true what they say
there's no reason without a way

if this is goodbye to you and me
what a, a good friend you've been to me
and i, i owe it all to you
every good thing that i do is you

i used to wish that i was someone else
then i'd dream away the day
those dreams have made me into someone new
and it's true what they say
there's no better time than today

if this is goodbye to you and me
what a, a good friend you've been to me
and i, i owe it all to you
every good thing that i do is you

i am here
i need to say
that i will miss you
every day

and it's true what they say
there's no better time than today
if this is goodbye to you and me
what a good friend you've been to me
if this is goodbye to you and me
well what, what good friends we will always be
and i, i owe it all to you
every good thing that i do is you
every good thing that i do is you

it's you
every good thing that i do is you
it's you
every good thing that i do and i
i owe it all to you
every good thing that i do is...
knockthedoor: (belle)
Okay, so, my day started with Kim coming into my room to wake me up because my mother was here. Which pissed my mother off because she specifically said, "Don't wake them up."

Kim follows directions well.

I then spent the rest of the day picking up heavy boxes, moving them to the truck, and then taking them out of the truck and moving them into our new house, and unpacking a couple of them. And then I came back, where all hell broke loose, because despite my saying for the past week or so, "We're not leaving until September 6th" my grandmother got it in her head that we were leaving today, and was being a bitch about the fact that we weren't (despite the fact that a week earlier she was telling me that I need to ask my mother to let me stay longer and both of them tell me daily that I need to stay here and not move up to Sherman).

My aunt, the nosy bitch, went through all of our stuff (if we went through HER stuff she'd throw a fit you know) and moved and packed a lot of it, and of course, since I wasn't here to say, "No, don't touch that, wait I use that," et cetera, et cetera, I then got to spend the stress filled time after my mother left fixing all of her mistakes. I'm here for like, five minutes, and then Kim comes in here having me do all this shit for her and finally I'm like, "I AM SO SICK OF DOING THINGS. CAN'T I JUST HAVE AN HOUR OF PEACE?"



And I swear to God that bitch got out a stopwatch and timed her next "chore" to the damned second!



GOD and now she's bitching about how I need to be asleep so I can help her clean the house tomorrow morning (I'm not going to just magically fall asleep because you command it!). Did I even say I wanted to, or that I was willing? I'm sorry, but I'm not the one going around messing it up, and I don't feel especially inclined to clean a house I'm not even wanted in anyway. And it's not even her house. I have half a mind to throw a bucket of mop water in her face tomorrow, and I'm not even kidding. My arms hurt so bad from lifting those boxes, just like when I loaded them up to go to Fort Jesus.

Is it wrong to hit a person who is technically a medical miracle, has suffered everything from brain tumors to their intestines being on the outside of their body, and also has to live with my grandmother, who is insane?


...I don't think so, right? :DDDD
knockthedoor: (piss off)
luna in the sea: You know what pisses me off?
luna in the sea: I'll tell you.
luna in the sea: Stupid people.
luna in the sea: Specifically, stupid people who ask you to do things for them and insist that they have no preference for how it's done.
luna in the sea: And then you do it and they come out with these INSANE things that SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOLD TO YOU TO BEGIN WITH.
luna in the sea: So afterwards, you're like, "Okay, don't get on my ass because you're stupid enough to think that the way you do something is the ONLY way, so it should have just been obvious to me or something."
luna in the sea: Especially when they wonder why you don't help them do it later!
luna in the sea: If you want it done in your special way that's apparently so damned secret since you won't ever tell me how to do it...then do it your own damned self, bitch. >O<
luna in the sea: (This rant has been brought to you by PMS! Screwing women everywhere!)
knockthedoor: (@_@)
They're RED. But my lips are PLUM.

And my eyeshadow is GREEN AND CREAM. And my eyeliner is BLACK...except on the bottom where it's GREEN.

...YES, I MADE IT WORK.

Good News!

Aug. 15th, 2006 07:27 pm
knockthedoor: (Helena)
Now, those of you who are male and/or don't care about make up may not care about this...but for the rest of you...

I have found my shade of red lipstick!!!
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