Random Thoughts 8

My history teacher is pissing me off. She's turning my world history class into a religion class... And she doesn't even know what she's talking about half the time.

 

So true.

 

I'm not so sure I'm going to enjoy myself tonight.

 

This song makes me sing along in Engrish. I can't help but think this is making my English really bad.

 

Let me tell you a story about the joker and the thief!

 

my birthday is actually tuesday, but thanks guys :]

 

Johnny Depp goodness on tonight! From Hell. One of my favourite Depp films.

 

Damn, it's madness.

 

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what a dumbass move, sacrificing Travis Smith to make Paolo Gregoletto more noticeable

 

Immense.

 

I had no fun tonight. My dad made me mad before we even left by telling me my friend's amp sounded really bad, even though distortion is SUPPOSED to sound that way. "That's how Metallica plays." "No they don't." "Shut up, asshole." Then my mom made me mad by not letting my drive, when all she had to do was move over to the passenger's seat, and made it seem like she had to get into a totally different car. Then my aunt and grandma made me feel like a dick for getting mad in the first place, when I wasn't even really mad, just frustrated. Then I was bored to tears when we went up to the park to look at Christmas lights and my sister was being a dumb cunt the whole time, mocking and arguing with me over things that even Bush wouldn't launch a missile at. Then when I got home my dad made a big deal out of my mom staying at my grandma's house and my sister staying at my cousin's house. Jesus. Happy fucking Thanksgiving.

 

Must-see

 

!!!! Cheer up.. please..

@Test:

 

!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.. I will, don't worry. Thankyou..

 

Red hued water cements upon her lips
Her frail greying flesh
Decay under my fingertips
So proud so bold
Upon what I have done
Unveiled from the ivory
Lays her corpse
The snow is gone

The queen be rotting

A sylph so gracefully declined under haunting summer sun
Whilst the birds return to clean the bones of the stalest one
I remember the site of last frozen breath, I had brought her
To a corpse-shell rest
Indecency had become of me when her spirit so unclean
Exultant with undeserved success
I just the peasant her end so pleasent
Prepare the fires of hell I gladly descend

Beneath the tree leaves, she will slumber
Entwined around her, the roots a sepulcher

Her frail corpse lay cross thy arms
Drapped in a forest burial gown
Her essence is bound
With the body and soul of the woods
She becomes one with the earth

Neath green, arms and forest light
Wind rustles the trees through day and night
Whilst her unburied body lie
Funeral in the season of life

Diseased the hate for her
But a new guilt rives
Tearing my soul asunder
Won't rest at ease tonight

Burial in the emerald season
New found abode in the thriving
Forest floor, the queen lay forever more,
Sealed in roots as a sepulcher.

 

I must say, even though I'm somewhat sick, today was a pretty damn good day.

 

Ugh, nothing loads.

 

1 nEv3r w0Uld'v3 gUeS5eD.