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Thursday, April 7th, 2005
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| Subject: | destroy yourself... see who gives a fuck =D |
| Time: | 5:47 pm. |
| Music: | type o negative... the dream is dead. |
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you know, i don't check my old email inbox often. usually once every two or three weeks, if that. i checked it today... unfortunately, that's where all my livejournal notices go. as i was scrolling through looking for anything of importance, i came across the most ridiculous series of comments i've ever recieved. (and that's saying something, if you think about all the retards i've argued with over the years) anyway. i thought that these were some very amusing replies. and i found it even more telling that the person *cough*jamey*cough* couldn't even leave them up. apparently, he was so embarassed by the whiny asshole tendencies he displayed, he chose to delete them. well, i don't think that's fair. if i had to sit and read these ridiculous attacks on myself, then everyone else should have the chance to see the incredible eloquence contained within, if they so choose. i'm good at ignoring things. i really am. but when i open my email to find 5 or 6 emails talking shit about me, i feel that i have every right to respond to them.
( i'll chain you to the truth, for the truth shall set you free )
ok. i'm not even going to apologize for this, because i'm a firm believer in a person's right to defend themselves. in fact, it would be sad to me if someone recieved something like this and did nothing. the actual comments these came from have been removed, however, i like to keep them up here as a reminder of the ridiculousness i've gotten away from.
thanks for making this all so much sweeter.
FIN.
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| Time: | 1:22 am. |
| Mood: | amused. | | Music: | N.E.R.D.... lapdance. |
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so, anyway. some things have come to my attention recently that are actually so fucking retarded i feel that i have to make some sort of public statement against them. i'm still wiping tears of laughter away over this one...
first of all, let me say... get the fuck off your cross. you're not a martyr, no matter how much you wish it was so. things didn't work out between us... get the fuck over it. stop lying- i've called you maybe three times in the last month. don't try to tell people that i'm the one keeping you from moving on by calling you all the time. the only reason i called you last night was because you seem to be incapable of actually sending my tax documents. i've obviously moved on, and the last thing i need to do is waste my time calling you.
and, as for moving on... stop it with the "i need to warn charles about brittany" crap. i think it's funny that you've always hated him, but now you want to tell him what a terrible person i am? you were the one who always talked shit about him in the past. you tried your hardest to make me think that he was a bad person. and now that that has failed, you're trying to turn him against me. the thing is, even you should be able to realize that he's a very intelligent person. if i was such a horrible person, i'm sure that he would have recognized it by now. the thing is... i'm not a bad person. you're just pissy because someone loves me for who i am. there was someone out there who could accept me without needing to make adjustments to my personality. nothing is going to come between the two of us, so you can knock it off. talking shit to mutual friends is going to get you nowhere. we're happy together, and that's all that really matters. there's nothing you can tell him that he doesn't already know. so if you're so concerned about his wellbeing, feel free to drop an email... i'm sure it will be amusing.
anyway. i'm going to go finish laughing now.
p.s. life is fucking amazing right now. dark eden heads into the studio in may, alexis and i are going down to miami that month, as well. charles, alexis and i are going to tampa to stay with mykill from sister kill cycle for the fetishcon in august, and i'm demanding to go to europe this christmas.
oh, yeah... in case you're all wondering what's become of me, add my new journal... ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) thedevilsrobot.
ciao, bitches.
<3
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| Time: | 5:24 pm. |
| Music: | kmfdm... last things. |
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Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song lyrics by that band: KMFDM
Are you female or male:
"juke joint jezebel"
Describe yourself:
"There's no feeling inside of me
You'll see nothing can hide in me
You'll find nothing can feed on me
Don't look, listen or believe in me"
"I went through too many people
I went through heaven and hell
I went from rome to bagdad
Too many stories to tell
I lived through too many aeons
I've risen up and I fell the fall
I have been there and I have done that
I've seen it all and all"
How do some people feel about you:
"Nihilistic mystics
Apostolic alcoholics
Messianic manics
Cataclysmic and prolific
Mesmerizing festering
Intended for the faint of heart
Cultish and anthemic
Untill death do us part
Like a fiendish tropic virus
Spitting bile at all you whores
Razor-sharp tongue-in-cheek
Poking in your open sores
A wolf in sheep's clothing
The ultimate disgrace
Wrapped up as a gift of god
Exploding in your face"
Describe your ex girlfriend/boyfriend:
"if i could leave my burning skin
that has been used up in your sin
is there a tiny part of me
untouched, unsoiled by misery?"
Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend:
"it's the end of this world
something's gone wrong
give me one last kiss
revolution has begun"
Describe how you want to be:
"You break my back
You won't break me
All is black
But I still see
Shut me down
Knock me to the floor
Shoot me up
Fuck me like a whore
Trapped under ice
Comfortably cold
I've gone as low as you can go
Feel no remorse
No sense of shame
Time's gonna wash away all pain
I made a god out of blood
Not superiority
I killed the king of deceit
Now I sleep in anarchy"
Describe how you live:
"We enjoy ourselves
Should we get some help?
We have always failed yet there is no doubt
Can't go wrong from here
We are down and out
All of us are going down"
Describe how you love:
"Into this void I will give my Self-Control.
Inside this noise is a weak and godless soul.
Give me what I know.
Feel this ego.
There's a rusty halo on my head.
It must have been something that I said.
This is the dome of my betrayal.
This is the final broken nail.
Fill this hole,
suck this soul.
I'm the thing that I can't control.
Press My Flesh!
These eyes are twitching like a cup of squirming flies.
When i'm on my knees you can do just what you please."
Share a few words of wisdom:
"Innocence dies trust betrays
Hope remains i'm a fan of the flames
Hey there baby girl
I got a weakness for lies
And i'm speechless for highs
Your hurt's my hope i'm your holy ghost
Your angel of mercy
I'll keep you dirty
Be kind to be cruel
So break every rule
Be cruel to the kind and you'll take every fool"
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Thursday, April 29th, 2004
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| Subject: | chemicals keep me under control |
| Time: | 6:10 pm. |
| Music: | flesh field... silicon skies. |
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.fuck.off.
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Wednesday, October 29th, 2003
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