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Okay, I really don't understand poeples need to personally attack others via blogs. I mean, honestly who the hell goes looking through someones pictures and posts them onto the blog itself? Do they think that by doing that it would lower my self-esteem? Seriously...they are not too bright, are they? I put them up for a reason, because either I think they're really fucking stupid, or because I somewhat like them but are quickly tired of them. Eughh people are mental I tell you!
Another thing, why are they looking at somebodies blog if they don't like said person? It's madness I tell ya, pure stupidity. Of course you're going to get blasted by the people who don't mind said persons blog. I need to rant people, because these kind of low life's annoy me to no end. They think they are smarter or better than others because they have proper grammar...are they actually that dense? Because I think they are. You don't have to have proper grammar to be intelligent, you just have to not be a complete and utter knob. Okay well I took like a ten minute break and I'm not really in rant mode anymore.
So what's new with anyone who actually reads this? I highly doubt anyone will, but you know...I like to pretend I'm not a huge dork =P.

hmm I just felt like randomly posting this on here, it's obviously something I wrote considering the crappiness of it, but oh well...leave a comment telling me how shitty it is haha. Anyway it's called 'Sick & Tired' as the title has already said...

I'm the last in line to be thought of first,
Sitting out dances on the school's bleachers,
Just because I don't 'loosen up my buttons' for the first guy who offers,
God loves to write love on Her arms,
but she doesn't need it.

So She's 'sick' and You're tired,
But does anyone care?
If it's not Her then it's You,
But why should She care?

It's not like you meant anything,
Just a quick fuck,
Just another notch in that bedpost,
She's the Master Puppeteer.

So She's 'sick' and You're tired,
Tired of waiting,
Tired of time.

So You take that bottle of Mickey,
And those small Baby Blues,
You swallow it all hoping to find that silver line,
Now you're looking for that Stairway to Heaven,
The one that winds to the stars above,
Because You know it holds all the ones You Love.

So You're sick and She's crying,
She's praying for God To Write Love on Your Arms,
She knows you can feel her tears,
So she asks for one last chance,
And that chance has lasted for years.

                                            God Wrote Love on
                                            Their Arm's, He said
                                          They Loved Too Much
                                                To live in Fear.

[yes, I did get the idea for that love on the arms from TWLOHA...so meh]

rawor...I'm pissed my day was shit, I'm on the verge of commiting homicide to one of my "friends" who I'm rapidly starting to hate with every fiber of my god damn being.
I'm tired of the fuckin looks I get because of the way I dress...not my fault I'm not some poser scene kid who is too afraid to actually be different from the rest.
I'm sick of being called "emo"...I am not from the town, I am not depressed, I'm not scene, so please get the label right next time! I'll give everyone a hint as to what that label is it's called HUMAN BEING  gosh, go back to elementary school if you didn't know that.

I almost got hit by a car 3 fucking times today *once because my "friend* who decided it would be hillarious to chuck a banana peal at me...tomorow I'm killing the son of a bitch, I was having such a good day for once and that douche bag goes and fuckin ruins it. And if you all think I'm over re-acting, I'm not...it looked like fuckin puke on the back and wouldn't come out...didn't help that I was wearing a shirt that has innapropriate words on it so I could've been suspended...and I've already missed 1/2 of this semester so I could be kicked out for good. 

A little peice of advice though...If you're planning on reading "As I Lay Dying" by William Faulkner...DON'T, it's fuckin pointless, if you have read it and thought it was good...then all the power to yah...but it's basically got no direction, and in one chapter all it said was "my mother was a fish"...what a waste of space....yeah my rant is done

peace out skillets<3