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Dec. 30th, 2009


[info]love_besos

We're off!

I know I posted already today but this MLIA totally made my day, I couldn't give a shit if it's a pointless website, it's too amusing.

Today, while watching the Wizard of Oz, I noticed that while Dorothy is saying her goodbyes, she tells the Scarecrow that she'll miss him the most RIGHT IN FRONT of the Tin-man and the Cowardly Lion. Bitch move. MLIA.

Dec. 25th, 2009


[info]dementria

It's Christmas Tiiiiiime



Christmas Eve at my grandmas was good this year. Why? Because she put out hard liquor cause she claimed she wanted to "get rid of some of it". Well, I got rid of some of it for you, grandma. =D lol I got kind of progressively more drunk as the night went on, even though I stopped drinking after an hour of being there. Idek what happened. lol I had vodka and some rum. Oh how I have missed vodka. ♥

I spilt vodka on my pants. =( )


Christmas morning was good, too. Got up at like 5:45am as usual. We get up early to open gifts. lol We like to do it when it's still dark out for whatever reason. It just doesn't feel right otherwise.

I got pretty much everything that I asked for, which was nice. Since I don't really feel like talking about what I got, I have pictures. :3

gifts gifts giftssss )

Annnnndddd Paul using a remote control car to chase Chance around the house with. lol

Dec. 23rd, 2009


[info]dementria

It's just a stupid phone call!

I want to be happy on my birthday/Christmas, right? So why can't I pick up a fucking phone? What do I think is going to happen, like, seriously? That a knife is going to rip through the receiver and slice my ear off? lol

Sorry, I'm just talking to myself. >_> Or trying to rationalize with myself, really.

DO IT. CALL. THIS IS GETTING SAD.


[info]dementria

I can't write.

I have no idea. Was just playing with words. None of it will make complete sense to anyone but me. =P And that's how I wanted it.

How I covet the
Pools of red.

Stream awakens
Inside the shell.

Memories kept
Beautiful sight.

Then to see
Washed away.

Purified.

Fixed it is
Strapped down.

Forgotten
But felt.

Pools of red
I covet.
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