Jonas is hot =|

'it's ten o'clock and i've spent the whole day reading a book'

"Welcome to my world."

I am whole-heartedly addicted to LonelyGirl15. Don't you think it's about time they gave the show a name? Yeah, sure, the second series has a name but what about the first one! "Bree's Blog" doesn't quite cut it.

LG15.com

Join the Breeniverse

I've been watching these webisodes since 4 something yesterday and went to bed at, like, 2 something in the morning. It is SO DAMN ADDICTIVE!

I haven't even watched half of it and I've been watching it all day. 'Til about 5:30pm I think. Then the net cut out so I took a break for Doctor Who. SEASON FINALE! FTW!

So much..... DOCTOR DONNA! *Drool*

What colour do you use for Doctor Who...? Green is good. I guess.

YAYYYYY FRUIT SALAD!

Gosh I am in such a good mood. Considering I'm not BORED OUT OF MY MIND!!! Anymore.

xD

Au Revoir - Teagan

Faction: THE RESISTENCE

Grammar :o

'You've gotta pick yourself up,

Take another look

And dust yourself off

cause life's too good,

I'll say it to myself

and I'll say it again

Love will never end'

So you know what it feels like when you just want to create something... and you really don't know what it is. You're just feeling so...creative! And you don't know whether it's, like, woodwork or poetry or fiction or photography or drawing or music or scrap booking or acting or singing... you just want to make something. To accomplish something. Especially after a very inspirational book. Followed by an inspirational movie.

So what better thing to create... than a blog?

Still isn't as fulfilling as talking to someone about something... deep... something that's been plaguing you. Even if you don't know what it is, you still know there's something there...

I just need to talk to someone that I don't even know. To someone that has no idea about what's happened and what's happening. Someone that doesn't have any preconceived opinions about anyone or anything. It has to be someone I don't know. But someone that's like me, someone that understands me. Sure, my friends get me. But in a friend way. I need a strangers perspective. Fresh ideas. New insight. The perfect person who doesn't judge a book by it's cover and has all the answers. The epitome of the ideal human being. The type of person you can't help but love because they're the best at everything and you can only admire them for it. They are whatever gender you want them to be. In my case, it would be a male. A guy that loves you for who you are. In a friend way. And you love him back. In a friend way. When you're with him you don't forget all your troubles, life doesn't work that way. You talk through them, sort them out.

I guess I created something... the perfect person, eh? Aren't I inventive... Could be the beginning of a novel. Ummaaahh.

That would be nice though. Someone to talk to about anything and everything. For the sake of talking. It wouldn't fix everything, but it'd make it bearable.

Cheers and Au Revoir to anyone who was thoughtful enough to read this tedious drivel.

xo

Well you got caught with a flat. Well, how 'bout that

Eh.

That is all.

ThatGreenGentleman

Sugarcane in the easy morning
So what'd you think I would say?
Bet you thought that I'd be broken
You want a piece of me?
Watch your mouth
I've got the poison, I've got the remedy.

Two o'clock and I wish that I was sleeping
something's on my mind
oh god it's so frustrating
just shutup.
It's gonna happen, it's meant to happen
time to confess
that was many years ago
you can tell how it felt
in just seven days.

From underneath the trees
Sit you down
just beyond the bars
the dark side of the moon
I'll still be loving you
It's astounding
you're so hot that I melted

Now, my friend
someone told me
that lies will lock you up with truth the only key
there's little point in dwelling on the past
leave it to me

I hope you hang yourself
Your friends all plead for you to stay
back to the street
well that all depends
you know I read it in a magazine.

All the wrong you've done
makes me crinkle my nose

I'm in surgery
You are the father of humanity
that's all very well but
in the closet
the best thing;
songs for you.

I'm coming out
in a tick, sir
There must be something
this was never the way I planned.

I get down on my knees
and sing out loud
'I want you, beautiful'

What would you do if I sang
outside your house
'Hello!
Attention! Attention!
I know a place that we can go to
let me take you there.'

What you been doin'?
I'd like to ask you some questions
there is no room for doubt
chew it up and spit it out
all I need is you.

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
If they just knew
You make me love you



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7 Things

I probably shouldn't say this
But at times I get so scared
When I think about the previous
Relationship we've shared

It was awesome but we lost it
It's not possible for me not to care
Now we're standing in the rain
But nothin's ever gonna change until you hear, my dear

The 7 things I hate about you
The 7 things I hate about you (oh you)
You're vain, your games, you're insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don't know which side to buy
Your friends they're jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you

It's awkward and it's silent
As I wait for you to say
What I need to hear now
Your sincere apology
When you mean it, I'll believe it
If you text it, I'll delete it
Let's be clear
Oh I'm not coming back
You're taking 7 steps here

The 7 things I hate about you
You're vain, your games, you're insecure
You love me, you like her
You make me laugh, you make me cry
I don't know which side to buy
Your friends they're jerks
When you act like them, just know it hurts
I wanna be with the one I know
And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do
You make me love you

And compared to all the great things
That would take too long to write
I probably should mention
The 7 that I like

The 7 things I like about you
Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's
And when we kiss, I'm hypnotized
You make me laugh, you make me cry
But I guess that's both I'll have to buy
Your hand in mine
When we're intertwined everything's alright
I want to be
With the one I know
And the 7th thing I like the most that you do
You make me love you
You do (oh)

Nathan Hobby

'There would not be the grand revelation he had always
imagined, Instead, only the steady drag of the minute hand that
pushed the future into the present and then beat it into the past
and turned all possibilities into spent realities.'

'...He felt lonely. Books are wholly inadequate
substitutes for humans and humans are wholly inadequate
substitutes for books, he thought, and even as he felt a small
satisfaction with the idea, he realised it wasn't very witty, just
vaguely true.'

'I fear this is my pinnacle

my vitalest moments

to slip away in this library

learning about others long gone.

Where is the world?

Is it here among the books? Or

through the window, in the sunshine?'

Rainbow, rainbow in the air,

how is it that you fair...

Floating in a sky that stretches into infinite dwellings. You can swim forever so long as you bring me your pot of gold.

Rejoice, my minions. It is finished!

The Modern Elizabethan Sonnet

These poems are sending me quite insane
Why do they have to have ten syllables?
What was on his mind in these Elizabethan
years? Shakespeare must have lost his marbles.
Don’t give us this sort of strain in these times.
Our generation wouldn’t take the time
to create these sorts of intricate lines.
They’re too interested in make-up to rhyme.
Is this long enough to be complete?
Does it have the right rhythm for a sonnet?
Does the emotion conform to the beat?
Will Ms. A unleash her wrath upon it?
Finally it’s over and done with
No more sonnets for me here forthwith!

Oh my beloved

Dictionary.com went and changed on me.

Ode to dictionary.com

I go to you when I'm at a loss for words
You're there when I need a synonym
You're there when I want the meaning of 'Herefords'
You're my shoulder to lean on, or my limb
I don't know how I'd write without you
You decipher the meaning of 'monastic'
Absence of the latter is taboo
You double as a thesaurus; fantastic!
Dictionary.com, please, never leave me,
your presence on the Internet is welcome.
You define words like Schmaltzy and shrewdly,
to your charms I will always succumb.
Oh, my thesaurus, my reference,
You dispense a kind but regal guidance


What I'm trying to say is. You can be black, white or blue but, please, never cease to exist.

Well you done done me

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go
And I just can't look its killing me
And taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head

But she's touching his-chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

Cause I just can't look its killing me
And taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes

'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I never...
I never...
I never

Silence in the Library

The Vashta Nirada bring people together.
Into close, tight-nit groups of four.

But no one likes to mention that those groups
used to be groups of seven.

Time to celebrate the migration of flesh-eating swarms.

This Mutiny

So I sit and wonder what the point to all this is
Where’s the heart in this disloyalty?
Inside I know that you really don’t care
about me, or anything I do.

So I sit and wonder why I keep on trying
when I know there’s no end to this betrayal
I’m only falling…

I can’t go back
I’ve gotta keep on moving
shutting myself in this corner
isn’t gonna keep me going.
Hoping there’ll be a brighter day
in this hopeless life,
hoping there’ll be an end to this mutiny.

You say you didn’t mean it
but I know that you did.
There’s no way you’re getting out of this
‘cause I’m not burying the hatchet.

So I sit and wonder why I keep on trying
What are you getting out of this?
You know I’m dying…

I can’t go back
I’ve gotta keep on moving
shutting myself in this corner
isn’t gonna keep me going.
Hoping there’ll be a brighter day
in this hopeless life,
hoping there’ll be an end to this mutiny.

Forgive me you say?
You know that’s impossible
You think you’re cunning?
I think you’re gay.

Can’t go back
Gotta keep on moving
shutting myself in this corner
isn’t gonna keep me going.
Hoping there’ll be a brighter day
in this hopeless life,
hoping there’ll be an end to this mutiny.

This mutiny
This mutiny
This mutiny…

Blogspot whores?

I think... the reason you all have two blogs is purely to add to my confusion.
Not because you all have split personalities, different views on life, philosophical, random and wondering minds but just to make it just that more difficult for me to find you all. 'Sides one person. The only normal person to have only one blog. Thank you, one person.

Just for a little punishment. If you actually end up reading this.

I LOST THE GAME

You're very welcome.

xx