Wednesday, June 8, 2005

Konnichiwa, darklings...
Current Mood: Accomplished
Current Song: B.Y.O.B by System of a Down

Aw, thanks you guys for all the nice things you said. I received a dollar, food, a ticket to Japan and a backstage pass to a j-rock band, and Kyo-sama! Thank you all of my dear darklings. I love you all. I feel loved back. ^_^

The reason I am calling you all darklings is because I like the word and bloodandtears told me about it. One of her friends goes to a school where she is friends with a bunch of goths, but the friend isn't goth. So she calls all of her friends her darklings. It's so funny and cute, I love it. This one guy goes around with razors in his mouth. His tongue is all cut up all the time. XD

Yay! I am so happy today because I got to see the music video for B.Y.O.B. by System of a Down and it is so awesome!!! I love it, the song speaks the truth about everything about America's government. The helmets in the music video are awesome because they say "Die, Buy, God, Lie." I want Mezmerize so bad but I'm broke. I'm making allowance now, but I have to save up to buy a guitar and at the same time buy all the cds I want! So much j-rock... *eye twitches*

I'm feeling angsty today, so I'll put up the lyrics for B.Y.O.B.. It's great!

Why do they always send the poor?
Barbarisms by Barbara
With pointed heels
Victorious victories kneel
For brand new spanking deals
Marching forward hypocritic and hypnotic computers
You depend on our protection
Yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine

Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine

Blast off, it's party time
And we don’t live in a fascist nation
Blast off, it's party time
And where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?

Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
Hangers sitting dripped in oil
Crying freedom
Handed to obsoletion
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sunshine
Everybody is going to the party
Have a real good time
Dancing in the desert
Blowing up the sun

Where the fuck are you?
Where the fuck are you?

Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don't presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why do they always send the poor?
They always send the poor
They always send the poor

I have to go, I've been babbling for too long. Sayonara, my beloved Darklings! ^-^ (Hey, Gackt has his dears, I have my darklings.)
+Shiyume, ruler of darklings+
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