pants around my ankles
twisted in the sheets
legs pulled
up high
I am reaching for a moment
and I can barely remember why
then soft skin
legs twisted in the sheets
“Yes”
that is why
you’re back, Your back
warm against my chest
and we haven’t moved
not since death.
p.s. I have to watch my timing a day or two later and well, you know.
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*knocks on window of Elena's bookstore*
*yells to make sure Elena can hear me through the glass/wood/whatever*
ELENA! WE JUST SENT YOU A GINORMOUS EMAIL! LOTS OF THINGS TO READ IN IT!
GOTTA GO TO THE GROCERY STORE! BE BACK LATER!
J AND L
I'm off on Mondays, Bean, aren't I the luckiest? I go to Kung Fu tonight, but that's after dinner. ^_^
Thanks Punks....
So you have a long weekend? Lucky thing! I feel my tarot cards calling me which is weird as I haven't picked them up in ages. I wonder what they want to tell me.
*trots off to do a reading*
Will you be on chat later?
Gosh, I'm so stupid. She-wolf Anon, I didn't see you there. Thank you so much, as always. ^_^
Oh, I wanted to say this, too. As far as Mayo being nice or whatever, well, Mayo did a really nice thing for me one time, and I haven't forgotten it.
Mayo is a sugar dumplin'.
That's what he is. ^_~
Ain't you, Mayo? Ain't you sweet?
Soooo anyhoo.....
I'm bored people! I don't wanna work!
How may lions? Raise you paws
O_O
Quiet as a mouse, Anon.
Or I could go betwixt and say I'm a lamb, but eff it.
Definitely not a lion though.
If this is meant as an innuendo, just completely overlook what I just said.
*smiles a toothy smile*
How may lions? Raise you paws
@_@
"Sugar dumplin'"
Haha! I just dressed Mayo up in my head.
Complete with a little bonnet.
Do you mean:
HOW MANY LIONS? RAISE YOUR PAWS?
I still really have no idea what the hell you're talking about, but that's cool by me! :)
I don't know what they mean either.
Mayo is a itsy bitsy sugar dumplin'. ^_^
I could just sop him up with a biscuit.
Or dunk him in my coffee.
He's that sweet.
Mayo,
Which do you prefer?
You suck.
or
You're a sugar dumplin'.
Hello? Christians? Lions? That was funnay.
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
Oh, well now that you explained it! I still don't get it.
Right over my head, Anonymouses :) But, it is Monday, so that's my excuse.
Pink Floyd references FTW.
Damn straight!
oK, don't shoot me but I never listened to Pink Floyd.
*Princess hides behind her larger than life tiara
Other than a handful of songs....
I'm comfortably numb
I won't shoot you! Promise :)
Uh, I'm slow, but I didn't think I could be this slow.
A Moment to Leave by.
A play on "A moment to live by?" Yes/No? Or am I the only one that's heard that phrase?
That's about as good as it's going to get, Mayo. I'm not going to delve any deeper into that, um, stuff.
I'm uncomfortably bored. >.<
Elena:
Sometimes it's the best way to be.
I'm in a fishbowl.
Do we want to streak through Mayo's?
Will that un-bored us?
Hey people, just thought id say hello, dont have much else to say, feeling cruddy but im gonna watch for a bit. Hope everyones well
I'm not going there either, Mustard. I can't read it without doing this...
O_o
o_O
@_@
X_X
Hey SIM!!!
*Princess is strippin' down to nothing but her tiara
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
The child is grown, the dream is gone...
Hello guys!
*HUGS*
How’ve you been?
Princess, you definitely have to listen to “The Wall” then!
BC, keep telling yourself that this is Gerard and he begged you to come back to his blog. That comment was for Elena, not you.
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Your comment made me laugh. It really seriously did. First of all, my comment from last night was NOT referring to the post Mayo had done for Elena. And second of all, I didn't mention Gerard anywhere in my comments. I was mentioning Mayo.
You have no idea how much I was smiling when I read your comment. Thank you for giving me my first big laugh of the day.
To that other anon who was posting the link to the blog, you actually thought that the blog belonged to that crazy Tink chick? Fuck no, it does not! I happen to like fairies, or am I not allowed to like anything anymore? (Note sarcasm)
But thank you for giving me the second biggest laugh of the day. Is it just me, or are anons getting more stupider every day?
Regarding that you know me k:
Well, it is good to know that I don't have anons kissing my ass, because I don't like it.
Besides that, hello everyone. How are you guys?
When I was a child, I caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye.
Why not? Why can't you hear us? Or is this another play off of something that I have no idea what you're talking about?
O_o
Ok, so I'm the only one in the dark here, obviously.
I'll just keep doing this....
@_@
Hey Bella! Hey BC!
Smoke:
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, Come on, Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a FEVER My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
(solo)
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pin prick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship's smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
but I have become comfortably numb.
It's a Pink Floyd song :)
Hello SIM, Bella, and BC!
Is it just me, or are anons getting more stupider every day?
How would you be able to tell?
Hey SIM
Don't be a sad sack!!
Just look at Princess having fun.
Look at Mustard in her fishbowl
Look at me getting ready to throw books a stupid people.
It's a Happy Day, I promise!
Totally, SIM!
I'm swimming with another lost soul, so it's all good!
I'm so sorry you're not feeling well. Join in if you want!
hey mustard, princess, everyone eklse. Bc are you exodus? New name again. We never talk anymore bc, why? How are you?
Thank you, Mustard! I was feeling so lost. :(
Elena! Don't hurt the books!
There is more than one anon here.
I fricking love Pink Floyd, it it acting out Pink Floyd songs day?
im shining some crazy diamonds haha
hey elena.
I cant help but feel sad, i just feel so lonely and lost. Im ok though just melancholy
Who am I to need you now, to ask you when, to tell you no; to deserve your love and sympathy, you were never meant to belong to me.
There is more than one anon here.
But, it's really hard to tell. Do you have a name so we can distinguish?
How many anons are there?
O_O
Ooooooh, I can see you. There's like....twelve.
Hello all you anonymous peeps!
Mustard you must be tired running over the same old ground year after year.
gah even thats making me sad
anon your breaking my heart with your words
Ooooooo, SP.
I can dig some of those out.
Uh, who's with me in saying Zeitgeist bombed?
'Cause I hated it :(
I love that smashing pumpkins song. Is it sad song day in here again?
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
there's still time to change the road you're on...
Mustard you must be tired running over the same old ground year after year.
You have no idea.
I don't know if you all remember, but 'member me talking about the concert with the one, single solitary lighter amidst a sea of blue LCD lights?
Well, that one.
Dude started reciting "Wish You Were Here" and it really bummed me out, but kinda sorta in a good way.
Hey SIM!
You're not alone though: you have us! ;)
The first time I listened to the pink floid it was because my father forced me to...
I was like,10!
Anon @ 4:15:
Some anon earlier thought that my blog belonged to some crazy chick named Tink, just because I have a picture of Tinker bell on my blog. Some others made false assumptions regarding what I talk about in my comments. Another anon did just that regarding one of my comments from last night.
Hey mustard, sd10, SIM, smokie, Elena, anons. SIM, what's wrong love? Are you feeling sick? I'm doing pretty good, just a bit tired. I won't be staying here for long.
Why we don't talk? Brutal honesty; because the last couple of weeks I didn't feel like talking to anyone.
Damn, Anon.
We're sapping it up in here.
I want "Stairway" played at my funeral.
The family's not going to like it, but eff 'em. I love that song.
FYI: Robert Plant and Alison Krauss won a Grammy last night :)
I ♥ da Punkins.
The waiting drove me mad, you´re finally here and I'm a mess.
Led Zeppelin? Come on, we were doing Pink Floyd.
Anon@ February 11, 2008 4:15 PM
I love you.
Anon @ 4.20:
Are you sure there's nothing you can do to change things? It breaks my heart to read your words...
Led Zeppelin? Come on, we were doing Pink Floyd.
Shuuuuuuuun! Just kiddin'!
Hey Bella how are you? I missed you. Thanks for the emails. SIM, I really missed you too, and I heard about what happened with the mugger. Are you doing okay? I'm sorry to hear that you're feeling sad.
Best. Floyd Song. Ever:
Mother, do you think theyll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think theyll like this song?
Mother, do you think theyll try to break my balls?
Ooooowaa mother, should I build a wall?
Mother, should I run for president?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Ooooowaa is it just a waste of time?
Hush, my baby. baby, dont you cry.
Mommas gonna make all of your nightmares come true.
Mommas gonna put all of her fears into you.
Mommas gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She wont let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mommas gonna keep baby cozy and warm.
Oooo babe.
Oooo babe.
Ooo babe, of course mommas gonna help build a wall.
Mother, do you think shes good enough,
For me?
Mother, do you think shes dangerous,
To me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Ooooowaa mother, will she break my heart?
Hush, my baby. baby, dont you cry.
Mommas gonna check out all your girlfriends for you.
Momma wont let anyone dirty get through.
Mommas gonna wait up until you get in.
Momma will always find out where youve been.
Mommas gonna keep baby healthy and clean.
Oooo babe.
Oooo babe.
Ooo babe, youll always be baby to me.
Mother, did it need to be so high?
Ok, I seriously missed the boat on some of these. I know they are some of the greatest rock bands in history but......
Yeah, I just missed it completely.
Hey BC!
*HUG*
I missed you too!
So, how are you?
Smoke was busy ratting her hair, putting on her leg warmers and jamming out to C&C Music Factory.
Mayo wants porn? I can fill that request......
Bert got into the car, put the keys in the ignition, and locked the doors. Gerard turned to look out the window, and the next thing he knew Bert was grabbing him by the hair and kissing him hard on the lips.
His stomach flipped like it always did, as if he still couldn't believe Bert would want to kiss somebody like him. Most days Gerard felt like he was playing dress-up with Mikey in their grandmother's basement, like no one would ever listen to their music or take their message seriously. He had nightmares where he went back to his old cubicle job and no one believed him when he said he was in a band.
But Bert was born a rock star. He drank in the mornings and threw up onstage. He could walk into a party where he didn't know anyone and have a crowd of people around him ten minutes later. He fought with security guards and told record executives to go fuck themselves. His stories began with "this one time in jail" or "I was totally fucking high" or "so I was fucking two chicks at the same time".
The fact that a guy like that found Gerard attractive made him dizzy. It made him stupid-happy. It made him put his hands on Bert's narrow hips and tug at him until he crawled over the center console to kneel on the floor between Gerard's legs. Gerard ducked his head down so they could keep kissing, the pace becoming more urgent as Bert's hands went up his shirt and Bert's stomach rubbed against his crotch. The raw quality of Bert's touch always got Gerard hard embarrassingly fast, but Bert didn't seem to mind; he actually seemed to take pride in how quickly he could get Gerard from a conversation backstage to on his back in the tour bus.
Bert's hand moved from Gerard's chest to his lap, where he began fumbling with Gerard's belt.
"Someone could see us," Gerard muttered.
Bert didn't hesitate. "It's dark."
Gerard looked out the window. Sure, it was dark, but it wasn't pitch black, it wasn't outer space dark. There were lights throughout the parking lot, and a few cars nearby. There were probably regular security patrols, and oh God, he was going to be arrested by Mormons. They probably had a special section in their Mormon jails for bisexual East Coast boys who had girl-eyelashes.
Bert lowered himself down as far as he could, folding his thin, flexible body so his knees were at his chest and his face was in Gerard's lap. He'd gotten Gerard's pants open far enough that he could pull his dick out, and he wrapped his mouth around it like he was starving for it. Gerard immediately stopped caring about how he was going to be arrested for indecent exposure and end up as someone's bitch in a Mormon prison.
Gerard never made much noise during sex, which he attributed to spending his early jerking-off years sharing a bedroom with Mikey, and spending his early sex years sharing a dorm with a room mate. When Bert first put his mouth on him, Gerard took in a sharp, quick breath. As Bert took him deep, he sucked in jagged breaths and blew out hard. When Bert's fast, wet motions became almost too much for him, Gerard held his breath, and he came with a choked exhale.
Bert tucked him back in his pants and climbed up his body, pressing his erection into Gerard's hip. "You're so easy," he said.
"Yeah," Gerard panted as their lips met again, because he was easy. He was such a slut for this. There was no one else in the world he would give it up for as easily as he did with Bert, and he couldn't believe there'd been a moment when he doubted this. They kissed, and he could taste himself in the corners of Bert's mouth, and he could feel Bert hard against his hip, and oh fuck, he would do anything.
"What do you want?" Gerard asked against his mouth.
Bert pulled back and began undoing his pants. He looked up at Gerard, and in the dark he was all dark hair and light eyes. "Will you suck it?" he whispered.
Gerard put his hands on Bert's hips. "Like this."
"Oh, fuck yeah," Bert breathed out. He reached to the outside edge of the seat and pulled on the lever. "Lean back."
Gerard pushed backwards until the seat was almost completely horizontal. He slid down, and Bert straddled his chest. Gerard licked his lips, pulled Bert's dick out of his pants, wrapped his hand around the base so it couldn't accidentally choke him, and pushed the head past his wet lips.
"Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck." If Gerard was quiet during sex, Bert was the exact opposite, and the first few times they'd hooked up on tour there was plenty of good-natured mocking from their friends, including a chart made by Jeph rating Bert's obscenities on a scale of okay sex to awesome sex.
Bert pushed himself in and out of Gerard's mouth at a steady pace, as Gerard worked his dick with his hand and moved his lips to keep it wet. "Fuck your mouth," Bert muttered, his voice so strained it wasn't clear if he was expressing an appreciation of Gerard's mouth or just explaining what he was doing.
After a minute or two Bert pulled back a bit, and Gerard lapped at the head of his dick until Bert let out a groan and a long string of swear words. His arm, which was flat against the window and steadying him, was tight and trembling.
"Go in my mouth," Gerard said.
Bert pushed forward, moaning "God damn motherfucking fuck" as he resumed his movement in Gerard's mouth, and Gerard had to stop himself from smiling. He hadn't heard that combination before.
Bert put one of his hands in Gerard's hair and held on tight as he thrust in and out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he gasped as his thighs trembled. "Fucking God your fucking mouth." He pushed in once more, held his body taut, made a noise halfway between a choke and sob, and came in Gerard's mouth. Gerard swallowed quickly. Normally he didn't, but it would've been rude to Quinn's dad to get semen all over the upholstery.
Bert kept muttering swear words and shaking slightly as he came down. When he pulled out of Gerard's mouth, Gerard tightened his lips and licked him clean.
Bert rolled off him and managed to wedge his thin frame between Gerard and the gear shift. He was breathing heavily, and his pants were still undone. He looked up at the gray roof of the car and rubbed his eyes.
"I missed you a little," he said.
Gerard smiled. "Just a little bit."
When two worlds collide, the anger, the pain, of those who remain.
Smoke was busy ratting her hair, putting on her leg warmers and jamming out to C&C Music Factory.
O_O
I'VE NEVER RATTED MY HAIR!!!! NEVER!!!!
*blushes at the story*
BC i know the feeling.
eeewww bert and gerard :(
Ok, that was just weird. O_o
Uh, DNW.
Like, ever.
Uh, DNW.
What does that mean?
It means:
Uh, Do Not Want.
DNW! Me either.
Mayo wanted porn. So here is more.
"She understands me," the words sounded hollow in his own ears.
"She understands you?" Bert's expression shifted from amused to incredulous. He yanked Gerard's chin upward. "I fucking understand you." His lips crushed against Gerard's, sending a familiar rush of heat to his groin.
He slid flat onto his back, as Bert continued his assault, hands roaming over him, pinching his nipples hard.
He always liked to leave his mark.
Bert's lips ran roughshod over his torso, shoving aside any clothing in his way. He reached his hips, stroking light and easy against his aching cock through the denim. "I'm gonna give you what you need." He eased down the zipper and licked his lips.
"Oh fuck," Gerard groaned as Bert wrapped his lips around him and sank down his cock. One hand fisted his cock as he sucked, the other slipped downward, cupping his balls, a finger pushing against the tight opening until it was inside. A second and third followed. Gerard bucked and writhed against the sensation, his fingers fisting into Bert's hair.
Abruptly he stopped, eying Gerard. "I want to hear you say it." He leaned forward, till they were eye to eye. "Just once, tell the truth."
"I want you."
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to fuck me."
Bert flipped him over, spread his legs, and Gerard bit his lip, keenly conscious of the vulnerable position he was in. He bit his lip, drew in a breath that fell right back out in an expectant sigh.
Bert leaned in closer, his breath hot against his neck. "I want you to remember this," he pushed inside Gerard to the hilt. "Every time you open your lying mouth."
"Fuck you," Gerard hissed.
Bert gripped his hips and ground into him, rubbing against his prostate. "You know you want this," he gripped the hairs at the nape of Gerard's neck. "You want the truth." His hips rocked into him now, fast and fluid. "You wanted me just as much as I wanted you."
"Yes." If Gerard could have lowered his head, he would have. But Bert held him fast, close, grinding hard. And he loved it, loved every sensation – the weight of him pressing him down, the hint of beer on his breath, his stubble tickling against his neck as Bert grunted and ground into him. Every thrust pushed him closer to that precious moment, where he could drop his guard, and drop the guise. He was tired of the mask.
And that was truly why he'd loved Bert. He was the only one who demanded that he drop the act.
Fuck, he was going to come. He didn't want it to end. Bert was practically growling on top of him, pushing deep, shuddering in his last final strokes. Gerard closed his eyes and let himself go. 'Fuck," he heard himself whisper.
Bert leaned into him, fingers still in his hair, and turned his head toward him. "That is the truth." He let go and pushed off him, tucking himself back into his pants. "That's the fucking truth, and when you're ready to face it, come find me."
And with that, he turned and walked out of the room.
I'm doing pretty good Bella, just a bit tired and yes, melancholy at the moment. Thanks for asking. Hugs. Anonymous, I am not in the mood for nasty porn right now. SIM, it sucks, doesn't it? It may be a while until I come back to AIM.
Hahahah. Yall are missing out then. You know it happened.
you are an interesting character mayo....let's just leave it at that.
I think you just killed the mood.
For guntotingmanic
Too many women with too many pills Shoot to thrill (AC/DC)
Knock yourself right out babe!
*closes eyes*
Really, you can stop now. In my opinion, what you're posting is distasteful, disrespectful, and unnecessary.
So, please. Just have some courtesy.
Howdy all!! LOL at Possum's bowing down to my non-stop partying abilities. Once upon a time Possum....once upon a time ;-)
These days, I DO REQUIRE a two or three day break between engagements! BTW: Valentine's Night = An Evening With QUEENSRYCHE and Don Dokken!!!!!!!!
How is everyone this afternoon (or whatever time it is for you)?
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Kapunua said...
I avoid Anne Rice in all of her incarnations, and not entirely out of "man, she sucks" but also in that "run like hell away from the crazy" kind of way. I think that woman raped a thesaurus and her books are the bastards sons of their unholy union.
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Well, I'm sure Anne will be just heartbroken to hear that. I mean, nearly 100 MILLION copies of her books have been sold and she is one of the most widely read authors in modern history; but, I sure that all means nothing..... Nothing at all!!!!
As for being crazy, well, I don't know...maybe the DEATH OF YOUR CHILD will do that to a person (temporarily)....
The woman has fought her way back from hell and I, personally, have nothing but admiration for her!!
YOU GO ANNE RICE!!!!!!
As for feeling guilt after finding "Jeebus", she never LOST him. And, "Jeebus" has never been about guilt. Love, understanding, acceptance, forgiveness, self sacrifice - YES.
GUILT - NO!
That was not a personal attack on anyone, just stating a few facts and my own opinion ;-)
And where was The DALAI LAMA this morning? I really, really did miss reading you Dalia Lama :(
Love and Hugs to all,
~Namaste~
6/Wendy
Well anon, I think I need a cigarette now...
Anonymous said...
Is it just me, or are anons getting more stupider every day?
How would you be able to tell?
February 11,2008 4:15 PM
Exodus said...
Anon @ 4:15:
Some anon earlier thought that my blog belonged to some crazy chick named Tink, just because I have a picture of Tinker bell on my blog. Some others made false assumptions regarding what I talk about in my comments. Another anon did just that regarding one of my comments from last night.
I rest my case.
Anon @ February 11, 2008 4:47 PM
Again, I love you. Let's make out.
Hello Bella and BC!
*pounce on both of you and smothers ya'll with big ol' hugs*
It's great to see both of you again!
Seriously, anon...stop it.
Your porn sucks, anon.
Oh, hello to you Wendy!
*HUG*
My heart belongs to another, anon.
How about a high five?
Exodus I didn't write those, I found them for Mayo.
And you seriously killed the mood, by the way :/
Anon @ 4:47:
Who cares? You're boring me already.
Wendy!!! How are you?! *Runs up to tackle hug Wendy and smother her with kisses*
Who is posting this 1st person, cock sucking garbage about Gerard?
Anon, you're a low life.
Hi and bye everyone else. Catch you later.
Bellatrix said...
Oh, hello to you Wendy!
*HUG*
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How've you been Bella? I don't think I've 'talked' to you in well over a month :/
What's been going on in your life??? Lots of good things, I hope.
BC, that's rich coming from you. You wrote porn too and posted it here, and it sucked. Because you are a fucking idiot who can't write to save her life. Add hypocrite to that list now.
Definition of 'scene'.
Idiots with no identity.
MAURA MAYHEM.
MATT MASSACRE.
KIKI KANNABAL.
Do you see a pattern?
Anon @ 4:53:
Thanks for letting us know, I guess?
But that did kill the mood. Now I feel more tired and blah than ever.
katherine dreier said...
Who is posting this 1st person, cock sucking garbage about Gerard?
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Mayo himself. You meant the blog right?
Exodus said...
Wendy!!! How are you?! *Runs up to tackle hug Wendy and smother her with kisses*
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OH NO!!! I'm all wet now, BC ;-)
THANK YOU!
*smothers you with kisses back*
Speaking of legendary songs...
Bohemian Rhapsody
Is this the real life ?
Is this just fantasy ?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouette of a man
Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
I love the Queen!
How strange it is that the failed attempt at html from that anonymous poster matches the failed attempt at html that BC is trying to use to sign in.
How many anonymous posters are you, BC?
Anon @ 4:54: That was only written to piss you off. It's good to see I did an excellent job on that. Besides, that wasn't my best-written material.
That was just something I conjured up at the last minute. But it makes me happy knowing that I disgusted you. That was my main intention for my story. >:)
Hey Katherine. Take care.
Anon 4:57:
What the hell are you talking about? Those anons are not me.
Anonymous said...
Definition of 'scene'.
Idiots with no identity.
MAURA MAYHEM.
MATT MASSACRE.
KIKI KANNABAL.
Do you see a pattern?
February 11, 2008 4:54 PM
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This post when you click on it goes to a failed attempt at linking to a myspace page.
Now read this one
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Exodus said...
Anon @ 4:53:
Thanks for letting us know, I guess?
But that did kill the mood. Now I feel more tired and blah than ever.
February 11, 2008 4:54 PM
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Click on BC's exodus name. BC you fail.
Yeah, I haven't talked to you in ages Wendy!
I'm okay, even if I've seen better days. Thanks for asking though.
What about you?
Ok, I can settle. *hi-five*
Come on Anonymous(es); let's play nice - Please?
If you need a reason, how about:
In the spirit of Saint Valentine ???
*big cheesy grin*
Not her name, other anon. The non-blogger B. That does have the same link as the ones that anonymous posted. I don't get what the point was of her doing that though. But it does look like she messed up and gave something away.
whoever messed around with links to myspace through blogger:
Thanks a fucking lot, it ate my fucking long ass piece of shit that i wrote, well maybe it was just blogger but yeah nice one. Im pissed off
Busted, Bleeding Chaos!
"BC you fail"
Here we are, again...
What are you talking about? Those anons are NOT me!
Bellatrix said...
Yeah, I haven't talked to you in ages Wendy!
I'm okay, even if I've seen better days. Thanks for asking though.
What about you?
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
I'm good Bella, thanks for asking!
Tired, but the good kind of tired
;-)
I'm glad to hear you're okay. Sorry you're not having the best of days though. :/
Anything you want to talk about?
Or, would you just like 100 or so more BIG HUGS???
Seriously, real person fiction?
First of all, Mom, I'm sorry you had to skim through that.
Second of all, real person fiction / bandslash is EPIC FAIL. How can you write something like that about someone you claim to admire? Grow up.
RPS squicks me really bad. I'm out. Later.
Leave bc alone you asswipes. Im blaming all anons for my comment going missing. asswipes
You gave yourself away, Bleeding Chaos. The broken links match up to your own link perfectly. You LOSE.
You're a good sport. Have a hug and a platonic kiss on the cheek as well.
Anon @ 4:59:
Well, you suck at life.
Shame in me said...
whoever messed around with links to myspace through blogger:
Thanks a fucking lot, it ate my fucking long ass piece of shit that i wrote, well maybe it was just blogger but yeah nice one. Im pissed off
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Hi SIM! I didn't do it, I am INNOCENT (please don't hurt me)
;-)
How are you, love? Besides peeved at the powers that be at blogger?
*big hugs for you too*
Nah, seriously I'm just mentally tired. Nothing serious. But thanks for your concern. I really appreciate it.
"Or, would you just like 100 or so more BIG HUGS???"
Honestly?....
I'D LOVE TO!
*opens her arms and waits*
You gave yourself away, Bleeding Chaos. The broken links match up to your own link perfectly. You LOSE.
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What the HELL are you talking about? That was NOT me who was posting the links! I was not posting any links
I LOVE YOU BC!!!!
Just thought I would let you know (again)
:D
Hi and bye Kapu!
I LOVE YOU TOO WENDY!!!!!
MIIIIIISSSSSSSSS TTTTTTTT!!!
I'M WAITING FOR YOU TO JOIN US!
Hey wendy im meh, how are you? Hope you are well. Im gonna attempt to write my comment again. So see you in half an hour
Come back safe and sound shame in me!
Anonymous said...
Busted, Bleeding Chaos!
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Okay, let's get the link thing straight right now:
On Saturday (Heartagram Day *smile*), I posted several links to HIM videos on youtube.
The first three links worked perfectly. They brought you to the proper place - the videos on youtube.
The last three links however, did not work. For some strange reason they lead back to MY BLOGGER PROFILE! Does that mean I OWN YOUTUBE (or HIM)......NOPE, it does not.
OR DO I??? Let the conspiracy theories begin.......
*evil laugh*
Have we all not heard the word GLITCH?
Sorry about that guys. So, where is everyone?
Hi Bella sweetie *huge hugs* How are you babes?
*waves to CC if she is lurking* A huge hug for you too sweetie.
Hi mayo, thanks for chatting last night. I've been feeling down sweetie and you really Cheered me up.
Hi everyone, how are you all today?
Wendy, thanks for the explanation. I didn't know Blogger was having glitches with that. As I have said earlier, I was not the one who was posting those fucked up links. I was signed in the whole time, since 4:12
Wait a minute, I AM the one who owns YouTube! ;p
Hello Miss T. How are you? *hugs*
Me thinks I need some fucking Tylenol, due to these fucking stupid anons.
Um..the point is whoever posts the links when the glitch occurs, it takes you back to that persons profile. So it's not looking good for BC right about now.
Hi BC sweetie. *big hugs*
I wish they'd leave you alone.
Hi Mayo!!
*waves frantically and blows kiss*
Never fear, Solly's here!
Did you miss me?
Of fucking course, you did.
Hi BlogBelieve!
What ya'll doin?
MissT!!!!!!!!!!!
*huge hugs and dozens of kisses*
I have not 'caught up' to you since your return. How are you?
No problem, BC! Hey, can I buy stock in your company? ;-)
YAY! MISS T!!
*HUGS*
I'm fine, and you?
BC, I think mustard and S&V left right after that anon's porn.
Honestly, I can't blame them...
Hi sdock!
I'm OK Bella thanks.
Hi Wendy sweetie *sloppy kisses* I missed you, how are you?
I missed you Solly!!!
*waves back and blow kisses*
Yo Solly!!!!
I'm good MissT! Well, I suppose I could be better, but I could be much worse.....so, I shan't complain.
I so happy all the bugs have been exterminated from your computer!
*knocks on wood*
Bella: where did you go?
Glitch? Hardly. Click the non blogger B on the post where BC is NOT logged in. It is the same broken link that the "anon" tried to post right before her. She was the anon. She messed up.
Anon @ 5:21:
That is not my fault. Sometimes Blogger has glitches, but you don't know that, since you don't have an account.
Apparently, some of the bloggers are having the same problems. Anyone who knows me well enough knows that I NEVER post links to my blog, and if some of you believe that, then you have my utmost pity.
Bella, I can't blame them. That just killed the mood. Hey sd10, how are you? Wendy, how much stock do you want to buy from me? Miss T, me too, but it's never gonna end.
I have to accept that. They just want someone to hate.
I'm here, Wendy. But I'll go to bed in a few...
Glitch? Hardly. Click the non blogger B on the post where BC is NOT logged in. It is the same broken link that the "anon" tried to post right before her. She was the anon. She messed up.
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Don't try to act so smart. YOU don't have a Blogger account, so YOU don't know whether the glitch actually happened or not. You are just assuming, and that's the thing most of you anons are only good at. You just want to put blame on me because someone tried to link to MY blog when the ENTIRE TIME I was already signed in, since 4:12 today. I NEVER had problems signing in.
Okay anon, we get it: BC is just a fucking liar. Thanks.
Hey ALL,
How are you guys? I'm talking to myself. Feeling a teensy weensy bit manic. What does that even mean?
Fuck if I know....
Translation...I am talking to myself again.
So what's going on in here?
Mayo! MAYOOOHNAYZE!
What are you doing in there?
Anon @ 5:31,
I don't know who is crazier you or BC? Let it go already, everyone knows that BC is a nut-case.
Anonymous said...
Um..the point is whoever posts the links when the glitch occurs, it takes you back to that persons profile. So it's not looking good for BC right about now.
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Well, just stick that big ol' dunce cap right on top my head again!
Anonymous: the REAL point is, we believe BC and/or we don't really care!
How about you pull up a chair though and we can all tell tales of our best/worst Valentine's days?
My worst: Many, many moons ago, I was dumped by a guy I seriously thought of spending the rest of my life with (on Valentine's day).
Yeah, that REALLY SUCKED! The little twit!
Fingers crossed about the computer 616.
I'm sorry to hear that things are not as good as they could be. I hope they get better.
Never underestimate the lasting impact your words can have on another human being. Words are incredibly powerful - they have the power to influence, encourage, transform, inspire, guide, create, destroy, hurt, heal, forgive and redeem.
When unkind, cruel words are used as weapons they can be so hurtful they inflict deep wounds that may never heal or result in a scar that stays with someone for the rest of their life.
Bullying can destroy lives.
Verbal, psychological attacks are equally as abhorrent and unacceptable as physical attacks. It is an ugly, cowardly individual that will abuse the power of words, taking pleasure in hurting, belittling, destroying the spirit and shattering the self confidence of another human being.
But it is a beautiful individual with true strength of character who will use the power of words to bring happiness and provide comfort to others. Thoughtful, kind and sincere words can be used to express love, impart wisdom, resolve differences, give encouragement, share experiences and lift the spirits of friends and loved ones during times of adversity. Be strong for each other....encourage one another and achieve strength through unity.
Be deaf to those that try and hurt you with vile and vicious words.
We are better than you, Anonymous.
Bellatrix said...
I'm here, Wendy. But I'll go to bed in a few...
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Are you going to have an Absinthe night cap Bella? If so, have one for me and have wonderful dreams!!
OOOoh, why won't someone pick on me today?
I haven't been called sad and pathetic for about 2 whole weeks. I'm almost beginning to believe I'm not.
Fucked in the head...yes.
Sad and pathetic...not today.
Anon @ 5:35:
Thank you for the compliment. I act nuts just to annoy you. It's not like I wanted people like you to kiss my ass in the first place.
Jeezuhs, I'm going to feed my dogs. I'll be back to sit in the corner and be my usual entertaining self in just a bit.
MissTottenham said...
I'm sorry to hear that things are not as good as they could be. I hope they get better.
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Thanks MissT! Nothing serious, just a case of the sniffles again (and a little worried about a friend)
Poor Sd10. Don't worry hun, I'm sure someone will call you sad and pathetic in no time! Lol. Thanks Mustard. Wendy, the horribleness of Valentine's Day is coming up in a few days, isn't it? Blah!
sdock you suck, you are worm sweat, your mama had to roll you in gravy to make the dog play with you.
There, do you feel better now?
I love you sdock!!!!!!
“Are you going to have an Absinthe night cap Bella?”
XD
You’re a bad girl, Wendy...
Not tonight, but maybe next Saturday.
I will go to a party, so...who knows?
Mustard, well said!
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Exodus said...
Anon @ 4:53:
Thanks for letting us know, I guess?
But that did kill the mood. Now I feel more tired and blah than ever.
February 11, 2008 4:54 PM
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So you must be saying that this wasn't you. Funny, it sounds like you. Because this is the post where you gave yourself away. Unless you're saying that it WASN'T you. Which I won't believe because it sounds just like you.
Elena, that was really evil of you to be saying such a thing. How could you? ^_~
How are you?
Hello Elena!
Hello everyone.
BC it is wonderful to see you back again, i am just sorry you have to put up with this again. stay stong, we know you will.
can i just say that i felt the porn posted today by the anon was quite disrespectful and a little bit disappointing. thats just my opinion on it.
i havent realy got anything interesting to say tonight and not in the mood so i am going to go and sit on my chair over there and just watch the world go by. if anyone really needs me just shout ok. have fun
xx
Um, anon, that comment I made was not referring to the glitch. It was referring to the porn fiction. Why would a glitch make me feel tired and blah?! Have some common sense and stop trying to pick apart my words and dissecting them and making false assumptions.
I'm freezing BC. I'm tired of winter.
ELENA! ELENA!
Thank YOU!!
Hey, did you notice that Mayo got naked in the blog for us like we asked him to?
I fucking love this shit!
Hey there fimble. How are you? Thank you for the advice. You know I will stay "stong" Always ^_^
Fimble sweetie, thanks for everything. You know what you did sweetie, you saved me again.
Love you mancy babe.
Hey Fimble, sweetie!
Could I hug you before you sit on that chair?
*HUG*
You know you're special,right?
i never get to see you anymore bella. so here is a giant hug to you because i miss you.
cheers guys.
BC: I was not a fan of Valentine's day for quite a few years after that experience!
But, I recovered! I now try to remember the original message of Saint Valentine's day - not the commercialized message...
You know, the celebration of LOVE, forgiveness and faith.
Origin of Valentine's Day
Fimble,
I need you.
Awwww...thanks Fimble.I miss you too.
Shit, time zone sucks!
Too many women with too many pills Shoot to thrill, play to kill
Hey Mayo,
Mind if we chat for awhile? Or actually, if I just chat too you?
I dont know why i find it easier to talk to someone who isnt really there, rather than the people who offer their love and friendly ears freely... maybe its because you wont talk back hehe.
I'll apologise now for my downcast tone.
It seems that its lifes way of bringing you back down to reality, when things are going good, you're having great experiences, great dreams, great thoughts, you're floating on a cloud of win, life just has to throw some shit at you. Pops all those motherfucking smiley face balloons and you crash land, face first into shit.
In the past weeks, a few things have shook my world, i feel so guilty for being gloomy. I know things could have been a lot worse, i just dont feel safe anymore, and the one thing that made me feel safe has now gone. Im alone and i know that its for the best. I mean hell, better of feeling alone because you are actually alone rather than feeling alone whilst your with someone huh?
Its just every waking minute im racked with uncertainty, on many different levels. My once restful sleep is nothing more than a few hours of mass confusion. Dreams of searching for something, things going round in circles, just damn exhausting, nonsensical, hours of the worst kind of thoughts. Do you know what i mean?
I dont have the energy to think anymore, that would be a good thing in itself but instead i just feel like im screaming constantly in my head. I'm barely half alive; automatic, like a machine.
My tobacco consumption has increased sickeningly. And thats all i feel, sick, all the goddamn time. I cant eat, not that i even feel like it, its hard enough dragging myself out of bed let alone shoving tasteless crap down my throat.
I know i'll be ok in a few weeks. Just have to adjust to life without him, and without my general sense of safety and freedom after what happened a few week ago.
Im afraid to be alone but thats how i wanted to be... how does that work? I feel doubt in every decision i have had to make. I just dont know what to do with myself. I feel anxious, its funny, thats something i havent had to feel for a long time. Im scared because how bad would it feel if i werent on medication? I shouldnt think about that, the acid in my stomach churns when i do.
I seem to have a stupid amount of empathy too at the moment. Like it werent bad enough that i have my own shit to deal with but now i have to feel the pain of every single goddamn thing around me? I know thats selfish, im just angry at my emotions. I cant carry the weight of the world on my back, i feel like im going to break.
I watched Requiem For a Dream for the first time the other night. Its horrific. I felt for those characters so much. So much that i cant stop certain scenes replaying over and over in my head. Its driving me insane.
Of course thats a sign of a fucking damn good film but its just gotten to me.
At the end of that film, and for the first time in awhile, i cried. I bawled my eyes out. I didnt feel better. I felt like id opened something that i didnt know how to close. It scared me.
I'll keep away from movies for awhile. Got to keep myself together.
Got a week off work now, and i never thought i would say this, but i wish i didnt. I wish i could go to work. Its ok there. Im ok there. I dont know.
Im just talking crap now and this is probably astronomically long already.
So thankyou Mayonaise for allowing me the space to get this off of my chest. I owe you one.
Hello to Elena and Fimble (and anyone else who showed up while I was on the phone)
How are you ladies?
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Bellatrix said...
“Are you going to have an Absinthe night cap Bella?”
XD
You’re a bad girl, Wendy...
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*gasps*
AM NOT! and thanks for noticing ;-)
*note to self: must find that missing halo*
Hello Fimble, Bella, Wendy and Miss T
Hug to you SIM
sdock so if asking him that worked like it did...what else should we ask him to do?
sd10, i do apologise but i am no help tonight. thank you for saying you need me, you have amazing people here who can help tonight. i am really really sorry but i cant. not tonight. i am at my blog if you wanna know.
take care
Elena, it's way too cold, isn't it? Last night was below zero! Wendy, exactly. Love is for everyone, not just the significant others, but I especially hate it when corporations tell me when to express my love. It's bullshit.
SIM, just so you know you're not talking crap.
I know the feeling, my friend. It's hard, but you'll get over it eventually. I promise.
Take care of yourself, okay?
*HUG*
SIM,
That was a beautiful comment. You are going through some shit right now and I hope you know that we're here for you. It might not seem like much, but we are. We want you to get through this and we'll do whatever we can to make it a little better for you.
I know that comment was to Mayo but I hope you don't mind that I read it. I'm glad you shared it with us. I think in some way that helps the healing process.
And I can't get enough, and I can't get my thrill
"...and thanks for noticing"
NO PROBLEM! ;D
Shame in me, a million hugs to you. I love you.
Too many women with too many pills Shoot to thrill, play to kill
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I could say the same thing about you, anonymous.
Hello all
Still having internet issues so if I disappear you know why.
Okay guys, I'm off to bed.
Please, take care everyone. I want to see you all smiling again! :)
Goodnight Mayo.
Goodnight SS.
Goodnight Family.
Love you all!
*HUGS & KISSES*
Hello MJ. How are you? Be prepared; there's some anons running amok in this place. Should we prepare the sacrificial rituals?
Elena,
That is something we will have to ponder on....I'm sure we can come up with something.
But he must've liked our dirty talk the other day.
Hell, I know he likes your dirty talk. You're the mistress of porn.
I'm still waiting for Pornoety! And I know you say you can't, but fuck yes you can!
SIM
Believe in yourself. Listen to the little voice inside you that knows what is right for you. It might be hard to hear right now but it's there. Stop doubting your decisions, believe in them. It will get better, I promise.
mustardisbetter said...
Never underestimate the lasting impact your words can have on another human being. Words are incredibly powerful - they have the power to influence, encourage, transform, inspire, guide, create, destroy, hurt, heal, forgive and redeem.
When unkind, cruel words are used as weapons they can be so hurtful they inflict deep wounds that may never heal or result in a scar that stays with someone for the rest of their life.
Bullying can destroy lives.
Verbal, psychological attacks are equally as abhorrent and unacceptable as physical attacks. It is an ugly, cowardly individual that will abuse the power of words, taking pleasure in hurting, belittling, destroying the spirit and shattering the self confidence of another human being.
But it is a beautiful individual with true strength of character who will use the power of words to bring happiness and provide comfort to others. Thoughtful, kind and sincere words can be used to express love, impart wisdom, resolve differences, give encouragement, share experiences and lift the spirits of friends and loved ones during times of adversity. Be strong for each other....encourage one another and achieve strength through unity.
Be deaf to those that try and hurt you with vile and vicious words.
We are better than you, Anonymous.
February 11, 2008 5:38 PM
Quoting your jeebus.
Goodnight and sweet dreams Bella. Love you! Xoxo
Hey MJ,
How are you?
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