this is what we call a tragedy.
us.
who i am & who I want to be.

Heroine:Ella
The Soundaholic:Kriff
Anonymous:WitchyPoo?
this is what we call a tragedy.






this taste still lingers in my mouth.
in opposite directions.

wehavenofriends.

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my life goes running in opposite directions.

Monday, November 06, 2006

i dont have much to rant about right now.
but knowing me, ill soon find something just by typing nothing.

how can someone die without music?
it cant happen. the next time you see or hear someone say that they would die without music, shoot them. take the music from their ears.
thankyou.
im sick of hearing peple say that.

right now, im sick of hearing people say things in general.
fucking hell. all im getting is people whinging&whining about how sad they are.
ive been there before. i dont need to go there again.
find another way to vent your anger people!
write songs!
write poems!
draw pictures!
go see the new james bond movie! (sorry, the ad was on tv)
ISOTHINKTHATORLANDOBLOOMSHOULDHAVEBEENTHENEWJAMESBOND.

gah. i think i should go take a breath.

kriff, we gotta get our lips pierced(:

the lovesong writer.
xox

sickof thisscene. @ 4:36 AM!!