I'm glad I'm not a suicidal person...*shak
Fuck him.
Fuck her.
Fuck them.
Fuck it.
Fuck this.
Fuck that.
Fuck everything.
Fuck the world.
FUCK YOU!!!
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"I'll be coming home,
Just to be alone;
Cause I know you're not there,
And I know you don't care;
I can hardly wait,
To leave this place;
No matter how hard I try,
You're never satisfied;
This is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone;
You always disappear,
Even when you're here;
This is not my home,
I think I'm better off alone;
Home, Home...this house is not a...Home, Home...This house is not a home.
By the time, you come home;
I'm already stoned.
You turn off the tv,
And you scream at me;
I can hardly wait,
Til you get off my case;
No matter how hard I try,
You're never satisfied;
This is not a home,
I think I'm better off alone.
You always disappear,
Even when you're here;
This is not my home,
I think I'm better off alone
Home, Home...this house is not a...Home, Home...this house is not a home..."
Three Days Grace -- Home
Some idiots called me a "wuss" today, because I wouldn't talk to them. My reply?
"I'm a wuss because I choose to ignore the pompous shit that continuously spews from your overused mouth?"
...Joyful silence ensued.
Almost everyone in my second hour, Keyboarding, is a complete dumbass...Don't take a keyboarding class unless you know how to use a computer!! --;;; I could teach that class with all limbs tied behind my back and my own teacher would need all four limbs plus a few extra just to pull it off. Pathetic!!! he can't even use a computer the right way, and yet he insists to try and "teach" us about how to type. So far, Every day, I've been pissed off because of that class...Might as well have a mass idiot convention right in that room. --;;;
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"Burn me alive inside...Livin
Disturbed -- Prayer
I have just been recently told by my psychologist that I am "On the brink between Advanced and Genius, and slowly edging your way towards Genius". That's one hellova wake-up call. *Laughs.* I'd like to see the the fuckers' faces back home when they hear. -.o; *Cackles.* that's what he told me. I'll be taking an actual IQ test soon, hopefully, so I can actually find out.
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"Waiting, For your martyr; Messiah, Take away all the hatred, that darkens the light in your eyes, still awaiting night..."
Disturbed - Liberate
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"They say freak...When you're singled out...Well the red...It filters through...; So lay down, the threat is real...When his sign, goes red again..."
CheVelle - The Red
I've been overwhelmingly pissed off today...The littlest things are trying to push me off the edge into insanity. Such incompetent fools...and so many of them! Everywhere I look, there is always someone saying something incredibly stupid. The only thing I can do is withhold it and think of Rebecca...
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"You have come here from all over the world because society has no further use for you. This place, will now be your holding land until your death...I'm very good with this business, because I make all the rules; and if you break any of my rules...You'll find that there is life after death."
Godsmack - Intro to Immune
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I ask you twenty more times, Don't you hear a thing? You're testing my patience again, Careful for your sake. Take a walk with me there, And I'll show you pain; But who said you can open up your mouth?
Godsmack - Stress
Silent Hill is an EVIL game...I and a friend were playing SH3, exploring some hospital, whose walls were covered in flame or something, and it was overly creepy. But that's not it...We entered a room that had a whole wall as a mirror, and a large sink in the corner. As we were exploring, we heard a gurgling sound, and blood -- or something came crawling from the sink, covering the walls so much that the room went pitch black...Not only that, but the reflection of Heather, the lead character that you play as, started to turn inside out as the stuff creeped along the room, until it just stood still, as if it was dead...Creepy...
It's like waiting an eternity for my damned half-brother/s
I've been becoming increasingly empty inside today...Hopefu
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"So are we lost, or do we know; Which direction we should go? Sit around and wait for someone to take our hands and lead the way...because every day we all get older, and every day we all get colder...We're sick of waiting for our answers..."
LostProphets -- Make a Move
Another round of lyrics...Of what song and by whom, I don't know, however.
"I can't wait (wait), for (for), someone to hear me; Can't wait (wait), for (for), Someone to touch me."
Unknown -- Unknown
Inspiration...
"That which does not kill me, Merely makes me stronger."
A motto to be followed by all of those who seek the truth, all of those who are tormented daily by the drones of society whom follow the old tradition of stereotypes. A motto of truth, it is, for truely, there is nothing that can make you stronger than the defeat of the paranoia and fear within. Only then can you find true peace...
Been working on 9 novels so far...Man, this stuff is hard work; Mostly, because I don't know where to stop. heh. *Chuckles.* Everyone I know has told me I have my own unique style of writing, one that they've never seen before, and they say that it's a combination of all views ( 1st, 3rd, etc. ), and that I could make a crap-load of money.
In the world there are so few real people...There are so many drones that are mere fillers for the world, and, sadly, so many people who have yet to awaken themselves, and find the truth in their uniqueness; To find that being a "freak", or "weirdo" is not a bad thing, but a compliment, rather. I take pride in being one of these "freaks", and I find it utterly ridiculous how many people there are that take pride in their subordinating ways. These drones of society are what create the stereotypes, what push us down, and there are too few of us who are willing to fight back, and take advantage of their foolery.