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So there was this woman and she was on an airplane, and she was flying to meet her fiance seaming high above the largest ocean on planet earth. She was seated next to this man she had tried to start conversations, but the only thing she had really heard him say was to order his Bloody Mary.
She was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine article about a third world country that she couldn't even pronounce the name of.
And she was feeling very bored and despondent.
And then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out, and they started just falling thirty-thousand feet, and the pilots on the microphone and he’s saying
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh my god," and apologizing. And she looks at the man and says,
“Where are we going?" and he looks at her and he says
“We’re going to a party. It’s a birthday party. It’s your birthday party. Happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much.
And then he starts humming this little tune, it kind of goes like this: 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
-Bright Eyes








My name's Danielle, I'm not sure why you want to know though... If you want to sign my guestbook, I'm not going to stop you. I'm really not that exciting, so there's not much to say. Uhh, someone has asked me before if I was goth/emo. Well, I'm not. It seems like no one even knows what a goth is anymore.


Tuesday, May 30, 2006

I said I must be fine becaues my hearts still beating
Hmm... did I say I was going to post poems? I lied. I'm going to post a prolouge to a story.

Cicily learned when she was very young not to get close to anyone. So that when they left, it wouldn't hurt as much to loose them.
When she was eight, her parents and sister were murdered by a vampire. Of course, when she was eight, she didn't believe in vampires, she didn't even know what they were. Well, she didn't until a her aunt told her. The only good part about being eight was that she believed everything she was told. In other words, she had no problem believing that vampires were real. She also had no problem thinking that she could kill every single one. None the less, she swore on her families grave that she would kill every vampire until she found the one that had done this to her family.

Seven years later, her aunt and uncle died when there house caught on fire. That was when Cicily decided that she wsa going to devote her life to hunting, because even though deep down she knew her life could never go back to normal, she told her self it would.
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Thursday, May 11, 2006

By the way...
Just so everyone knows, this isn't my first account. I've been on a different account for about 6 months. Not like that will make much of a difference to anyone.

-Danielle

Bye the way, I think I'll start posting poems on here soon.
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