Wow. Xanga is dead.
Multiply&LJ is where the party is.
Nobody knows me here, anymore. Let's keep it that way.
So Matty said to update about me..well, what about me.
I went to NiteLife. And NiteLife was..well...NiteLife.
You should IM me. GotMilkStolen or SawYouGlamour.
I get bored every so often.
But I think that's just me.

I miss the old days on xanga. HAHA.
Now everyone on xanga indulges themselves with sick vanity.
Ew.Trendy.Ew.Nasty.Ew
What ever happened to my old friends from the beginning on here.
They've probably become just like everyone else.
They don't know who I am anymore nor do I know who they are anymore.
Changes.Changes.Changes
So uhh..what's new witchuuu ?
<3

Hi. Wow.
Talk to me on AIM.
Cause clearly, I miss you.
Secretly..

Oh GOD.
So..I was looking through old posts and my GUESTBOOK especially.
Weird how it was back then.
Its weird what people SAID.
I remember people telling me I used to look like Ryan Cabrera.
Um...not really.
I have nothing to say...yet I keep coming back her just for the hell of it.

I dont like comments. I dont read comments. Period.

... [ t h i s  s o n g ] ...

:: still makes me happy
:: can make me cry
:: will always be my favorite
:: is my life

yay lets go on..
i'm bored. i'm kind of hyper in a way. i'm angry. i'm happy. i'm sad. i'm really tired. i'm craving sugar cookies. it's my desktop background. i'm getting yelled at by my mom on the phone. the color green reminds me of trees. and how my wife and i sit under it and watch the butterflies. we count on comets, not stars. we count on rockets, not automatic cars. it's cute to sing and play and go on swings. while we wish upon butterfly wings. the way we make our cute faces. and the way we dream of non existing places. it's good to act like we're three. cause our minds are always set free. this is our world, just the two of us. rocket boy and rocket girl...this is us.
we fly away with our magical power. until then..watch the blooming of our flower.

now you know my world.
*giggle* stfu.
<3

Everyone on xanga is a liar. Haha. It's funny how I noticed.  Goodbye. Faggots.
Oh, and please...don't leave me comments..if you really have nothing to say. I don't really like comments. It's cute...I get more email than comments. I'll block you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D *giggle*
SFACHCVHZCXHXZGFDEGFHSACHGTYEGF   I AM NOT QUITTING. I AM PISSED. WITH EVERYONE. MMKAY :D
No...I will not "FEEL BETTER" Thats all everyone says. I know what to expect from you people already. I know better than believing you anymore.
I actually wanna meet someone who really wants to know who I am. Yet, nobody yet has bothered. Typical. My entries are great, thanks. But it only satisfies you to read it but everyone else telling me the same thing about it..it doesn't mean anything to me. Honestly. It doesnt take 1345902375985792165 people to make me feel good. Only one. Just once...and God, everywhere I go..its the same. I hate this. Bother to ask something. Don't just ask me something out of the blue just to make me feel better. There's one girl..who talks to me online..never comments me, but reads my entries. She's the sweetest thing ever...she told me the sweetest thing ever. "Tell me a story, I wanna know what kind of person you are. How you write. How you express yourself." It's..incredible. There are barely any girls like that. Then you all...just make me cry. Yeah, I'd rather be some cry baby than just pretending everything is alright. ITS NOT.


Hm. This is for my sister, don't mind.
Hey munchkin, I'm sure you and your friends always read my nonsense on here. I'm sorry I haven't called you, I never have the time, or I never got around to it. Um...I'll definitely find some time to do that. I know it's completely unfair for you. Cell phone, stolen you know..those things happen. You know how it is. Don't worry, I'll be home in time for you. Just, glue yourself to the chair or something so you don't go running around finding me. It's a surprise..so I wont tell you when I'll be home...but keep aware...I may be around, you never know. Haha. Yeah, I'll make up for it when I get home. Love ya.

Peace out.