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Friday, January 09, 2009

Everything has gone so incomprehensibly downhill that I cannot possibly reconcile this life with the one I was living two, three years ago. I can't connect myself now with myself then; can't recognize others now like I recognized them then. I'm sucking in vacuous space every time I breathe, which logically results in this feeling of

utterly
fucking
overwhelming
emptiness.


...Luckily, the shitfest that was 2008 is now over and done with, and I find myself freezing my ass off in the bitter birth of 2009. With the new year comes promises of new opportunities for moral degeneration, drunken fiascos, and questionable acts that I may or may not later remember.
So for just a few months, fuck my GPA, fuck these mentally-incapacitating pre-med courses, fuck this rigid sense of integrity I've developed - let's just, y'know, be normal college freshmen with many senses and no sensibility.

Let's learn how to live again, alright?


Friday, October 27, 2006

You

 

used

 

to

 

be.


Sunday, August 27, 2006

And I hate when things are over, when so much is left undone...

Mike, Owen, me, and Brian on Brian's last night here. It's a good thing we were all drunk, otherwise between the four of us, we would've cried enough to rival the Pacific Ocean. Or I might've managed that on my own.

It's crazy, y'know, to realize that someone who's been sharing your life for the past 8 months - picking you up every day after school, calling to wake you up all through spring break and summer vacation and every weekend, eating all your meals with you, taking naps with you, pretty much acting as the essence of your daily life -

is actually gone, and he's not going to call you tomorrow, and you're not going to see him again for a very long time.

And even when you do see him again, you know it's not going to be the same.

You know that love isn't an easy thing to hold on to across 1000 miles.

 


Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Back from Alaska!

This is me and my cousin Sherry. Yes, we are the cutest cousins you've ever seen. This was taken on our cruise ship, before we became perpetually hung over.

And this was when we were both hung over. Yes, we are still cute.

Quintin and Lee in our hot tub! These were our two best buddies on the cruise that provided us with like 500 gallons of alcohol.

Here's me and Quintin! We were uh.... satisfactorily under the influence =)

This is Jordan... he was friggin' wasted like you couldn't even comprehend. I managed to coax him into giving me his belt in his drunken state.

Sherry, Lee, and me at the buffet, which was THE best place on the cruise (however, second to the hot tub, of course!). Free food ALL the time? Godddddd.

And here's the four of us, happily together.
[I've got some friends, some that I hardly know,
but we've had some times I wouldn't trade for the world.]
Remember forever!

 

So I get back, sleep for a night, and then Brian's parents are out of town so we've got an empty house we have to attend to.

Bow chika wow wow! This was after our shower and I had to capture his beastly hair.

Okay, altogether now: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Alright, so, empty house and full bottles of whiskey and rum = PARTY TIME, BITCHES! Here's Mike, Owen, and Brian. (You see that watch on Brian's wrist? Yeaaaah, that's a Fossil watch I bought him on my vacation.)

Brian dancing like he's black, yo.

Wooooooot! Us dancing like we're on ecstasy! Okay, so I went there in jeans, and then I was like fuck this shit, it's so hot in here so Brian gave me his shorts to wear and I had to roll them up to liberate my thighs. Just imagine me wearing something cute and sexy instead of that.

So that was an AMAZING night, just four close friends getting drunk and dancing like there's no tomorrow. Cheers!

 

Lemme know how the end of your summer's going.
I might actually be interested at some point.

 


Wednesday, August 02, 2006

 

[[ you are my sunshine ]]

 

 



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