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Female Location • Here Member Since • 2005-05-30 Occupation • Life preserver :) Real Name • Belina
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Achievements • http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb281/Soul_Resistance/Untitled.jpg... Nuff said Anime Fan Since • Ever since Pokemon Favorite Anime • I'm not that obsessed anymore, to be honest. Mostly just Kare Kano, Ceres, Furuba, Ouran Highschool Hostclub, FMA, and, of course, ShinChan. X3 Goals • Make it out of here in one piece Hobbies • Paranoia, mood swings, and the occasional emotional meltdown Talents • :)
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Welcome to my site archives. 10 posts are listed per page.
I wasn't gonna post, but then I came across this video.
It's absolutely amazing. I don't care what anyone says, Lady Gaga is my favorite female singer out there. I love her so much, I could cry every time I see or read a hate comment about her.
Maybe that's silly, but no one has ever inspired me and touched me as much as her. She's just so lovely. Comments (0) |
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
So. Apparently Stephy is the only one who loves me enough to deal with my emo-ness.
;~~~~~~~~~~~;
You guys are so mean.
Watching hella Queen videos right now. lol I love Freddie Mercury and his porno mustache.
Took me like 20 minutes to put lunch money in my account at school--they have got such a screwed up system. They make it so difficult. '-__-
Argh...
"I don't wanna be the girl who has to fill the silence. The quiet scares me because it screams the truth."
That lyric right there pretty much sums up my mood right now.
I'm not so sure I should even be on here, I don't have that much to say.
My eyes are burning, my head is pounding,
And I'm always too much or never enough.
Or at least that's what they say.
I started from the top and worked my way down.
The aftermath came first,
so how's it going to end?
How's it going to end?
The only reason I can't tell a lie is because God rearranges the whole situation to match my words.
I just wish I would've known that back in the beginning when I wrote my own ending.
have got a hell of a sense of humor.
Just when I finally pull myself together enough to accept the hopelessness of the situation and move on, you look at me like you did with eyes like you have, and I'm right back at the bottom.
They don't understand. Hell, not even you understand, D.
They tell me to take risks. How can I gamble when all I've got left is the bus ticket home and the clothes on my back?
Because, if I'm being perfectly honest, I am afraid of living, but I'm more afraid of you. Not of the rejection I get from you constantly, not of the abuse I take day after day, but of you. Just you.
Because, see, you, you, you
could kill me with a twitch of your eye brows. You almost gave me a heart attack that time you looked right at me and gave me that hand heart. Honest. I could have dropped dead right then and there.
No amount of failed relationships, no amount of successful relationships, no amount of therapy, no amount of time could ever fix what you broke.
You captured me, got my heart hooked like a doomed fish, and reeled it in, letting me flail about and suffocate on the ground. There's no use in saying "give me my heart back, you bastard" now that's it's already dead.
Baby, I don't know what I am, I don't know what we are, but if we're not star crossed soul mates, we're damn close.
Then again, I also know you're not listening, but that's okay, because I am. I always am.
ily
~Belinda Comments (0) |
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Saturday, November 28, 2009
Oh, baby...
You really screwed me up this time. Undo the bandages. See all those bruises? All those contusions? That's all you, sweetheart. All you.
I feel a little bit like that guy in Crank. He's gotta keep his heart rate up, otherwise he'll die because of the poison.
Thing is, though, I'm not really afraid of death.
If anything, I'm afraid of life. There's so much risk involved. What if I get hurt? What if I hurt someone I love? What if try to get what I want and lose everything I have along the way?
What if, what if, what if...
Dooooooooood. BDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
I just got back from Starbucks and I am so wired right now.
I cannot wait til I get my license and a car. I wanna be able to drive so bad. I also want a job.
It'll be so cool. I'll have my own money and my own ride, so I'll be able to buy whatever I want and drive whatever I want and I can't wait.
Ahaha. I got my friend to spy on this guy I like for me. She's got him as a friend on facebook. :) I actually got to go on her account and leave him a whole shizload of comments tonight. He's probably going to get freaked out and delete her now, but I don't even care. I'll just friend request him myself.
Oh, jeez. I've got the biggest sugar rush, but I'm starting to crash. Getting a bit of a head ache. I think this is the first time all week my eyes haven't been burning... Like, literally frying in their sockets.
Maybe it's because I wasn't on the computer as much today. I don't know....
Well, anyway, I seem to have run out of things to bore people with today, so good bye.
ily
~Belinda Comments (0) |
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
*huge lawl at Stephy's comment*
Um, I'm pretty sure eating a Bible would be totally sacrilegious, but for some reason I can't get the image out of my head. XD
So, anyway, tomorrow is Thanksgiving.:)
So, what are you guys thankful for?
Give me your top 5.
Here's mine:
1. My faith and my God. Even though it often wanes and I'm not as close to God as I could be, I'm very grateful for the blessing of knowing His existence and His love for me and all of humanity.
2. Danny and all the other charismatic assholes I've ever liked for giving me enough inspiration to write about 10 volumes of desperate poems about unrequited love.
3. My mom, for being the bestest mom in the whole damn world and for making me who I am today.
4. My dad, because even though we're not as close as we should be, he loves me and my siblings very much and have always supported us.
5. Margaret, for always giving me a reason to smile and for putting up with me these past 11 years.
You know all those people I wrote about who always told me I was unattractive, or wasn't good enough, or was completely awkward and undesirable and that every horrible thing that happened to me was all my fault?
Well, they were wrong. They were dead wrong.
I am not perfect, but I am a child of God. By definition, I am beuatiful and amazing, no matter how frizzy my hair is, no matter how frumpy my clothes are, no matter oily my skin is, I am a child of God and I am gorgeous.
The same is true for each and everyone of you whether you accept it or not and I only pray that one day you will realize this too and be as happy as I am now.
God bless
~Belinda Comments (0) |
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Monday, November 23, 2009
Hey, it turns out, I won't be on Myo for awhile, because this site is doing cruel and unusual things to my computer.
I'll try to get on whenever our newer, better computer is free, but knowing my family, that won't be very often, so I'm sorry. v.v
ily guys
I'll miss you
If any of you wanna email me, my address is sincerely.sarcastic@gmail.com
~Belinda Comments (0) |
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
*sigh* Why does the world do this to me?
Tantalizes me with the option of fixing everything, and then reveals that there's a price or that I need to be a member of some damn club.
I just found out that this computer has more viruses than a 10 dollar whore, and I'm not allowed to do anything about it, because I don't have the password.
Ergh. I'm mad. Comments (0) |
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Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tried to work it,
But the pay and hours were so bad, I had to quit.
I got the wit, got the wit,
But I don't have the body.
I wanna be more than cute, I wanna be stunning,
I wanna be lovely.
He said, "You're time will come."
I said, "either way, Your will be done."
Because at the end of the day,
Without the crucifix, the diamond rings don't mean a thing. Comments (0) |
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