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badass.... [29 Aug 2008|07:39am]

xxunderfirexx
I love blasting Thin Lizzy's "Jailbreak" in my faggy car on the way to work.
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[27 Aug 2009|05:15pm]
polaroid_deth
i've woken from a weird dream i feel the need to document, before i forget it.

i remember it was the last day of school and i was graduating suddenly from behind i heard screams. a young boy was being dragged through the crowd by a group of older boys.
i remember thinking "holy shit"
they proceeded to beat the stuffing out of him. they bloodied his face and he screamed for help. then a boy a recognized charged through the crowd. it was the bloodied boy's older brother. one of the older boys got the young bloodied boy in a head lock and another boy was trying to take a picture of his battered face with a cell phone when the boy's older brother charged him and socked him in the face knocking him to the ground he then took on the rest of the older boys as they swarmed around him. people were frantic, running to escape the brawl. one boy was torturing another and saw me watching so he started to spit at me and i dodged most of the spit but one hit me on the hand so i too left the scene. then we were all at bart waiting for something. then bart turned into a tube of sorts and people began to strip naked, oil themselves up and slide down. then i was in a loft that was actually a clothing store. i was lying on a couch after stealing several items. i was wrapped in a blanket. someone who worked there approached me and i instantly apologized for "making the store my house" she didn't say anything then i was on bart again but i'd ridden it to the end of the line and when i stepped outside it was into vacant white space with a weird yellow tint. there was a train going to new york but i didn't care. i got on the train to sfo airport when it arrived and the train ran straight through the airport. i could see people with luggage walking and huge escalators that went so far up i couldn't see the tops. then i woke up.
ha
i wrote this so i can play it in front of people
"wait until you see the whites of his eyes
that's how you know it's the perfect time to strike
will you burn at the cross like the rest of the witches?
or be thrown from a cliff to prove you can't fly?
wait til you see the whites of their eyes
that's how you know it's the perfect time to strike
i want his blood in my wine glass when i sit for
dinner tonight"
working.....working....working....working....
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[26 Aug 2008|01:51am]

killsmyheart
Dear stomach,
I know it must be nice to torture me with wanting to vomit with anything I eat and overall making me feel like shit, but enough is enough. I took 4 hours off work today just to tend to your needs and the only think I am rewarded with is more pain and nausea. If I had sex then maybe I might think I was pregnant. Since that has not happened I hardly think immaculate conception has happened. Please get your shit together and stop causing me discomfort.

Thank you,

Caroline
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[20 Aug 2009|04:28pm]
polaroid_deth
i'm feelin it.

currently the new subtle is making me eat my words
also i'm putting together a group of recordings brian and i did a couple years back. i'm calling it sleep voices and as one might expect it is super ambient mostly live recorded loops. send it to unsuspecting peeps i miss at the moment. a reminder i'm still alive and still sad waka waka
also i've happened upon two of the illest bracelets it has ever been my pleasure to put on. one says "desertion" the other says "despair" there's a rumour going 'round that theres one what says "death" and i want it.
time to smoke a cigarette
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