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I wrote so much on myspace that I have decided to move all my blogs to this account instead.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
My escape. (hell no,gwen stefani has nothing to do with this) haha
Written on:Monday, May 26, 2008
Current mood:hit me baby,one more time.jk.
These things cheer me up,when i'm upset or If I seem like i'm currently mentally polluted.(these things are mostly things I do on my own,personally,individually,in the utmost solitude,and I guess you can say..independantly.haha)
Thoughts of the extreme
watching hilarious youtube videos or madtv
Holding my teddy bear/bunny stuffed animal really close to me,and pretending like its someone I love,instead.
rain/thunder storms/wind/snow.. any wild weather abnormality or occassional malfunction..Basically,any shifted movement or strict diversity against the basic and common weather "norm",where I live.haha I'll translate that in english,for you retard kids: if its hot and dry for months straight,and then it suddenly rains or a big storm comes,I LOVE that.
the undying tick a clock makes..if you listen closely,it could make you drift to sleep.
Pretty people in the world
when a boy tells me he wants me (sometimes this creates the opposite of an escape for me to shelter myself amongst.sometimes this can backfire,warning;girls!)
the various artists: emilie autumn,Kerli,bjork,Linda Strawberry.
My diseased hubby: beethoven.
The ultimate song of life,its beauty,and just pure realization: Gloomy sunday. You can Try the billie holiday,the hungarian instrumental,Emilie autumn version,Or my personal favorite:Sarah McLachlan Cover. (Attention: do not listen to,if you are suicidal. ha)
Long car rides
blasting rap/pop music and freakishly knowing all the words as I scream my lungs out and sing along.
Also listening to cheesy blonde girl music like 'Girlicious'. haha It just seems to give my focus on cosmetics,hair spray,and jealous bitches who hate on you,instead of the deep thoughts on death.
Feeling the wind in my hair
Watching Cartoons,kids movie,disney channel.honnah montana (fuck you,shes a pimp.),BARBIE,etc.
Eating junk food late at night
talking to skylar until my eyes burn and my body aches from lack of sleep.
My amazingly beautiful and clarifying mental imagery.
staring into the sky,and realizing..this is life. But this fucking optical,visual,physical yet intangible sky in front of me,full of clouds,looks like something someone would create out of a dream. not many people seem to realize this.. we are used to it we find this normal,and similar. the beauty in the sky we are immune to the intensity in the blue or the litteral motion of the clouds
because this sky seems like it always has been here,since the begining of time,and ever since we were born,we've LOST appreciation towards it.
but if you just lay there in grass,and stare up above you, or daze out your window..and analyze every inch of this real life,never ending movie.. or touchable screen, it could glorify you.