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Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me. If you kiss me, mister, I might tell my sister. If I tell her, mister, she might tell my mother and my mother, mister, she might tell my father and my father, mister, he won't be too happy and he'll have his lawyer come up from the city and arrest you, mister, so I wouldnt miss me if you get me, mister, see? Missed me, missed, me now you've got to kiss me. If you kiss me, mister, you must think im pretty. If you think so, mister, you must want to fuck me. If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me. If you love me, mister, you would never leave me it's as simple as can be! Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me. If you miss me, mister, why do you keep leaving if you trick me, mister, I will make you suffer and they'll get you, mister, put you in the slammer and forget you, mister, then you'll miss me won't you, miss me won't you miss me? Missed me, missed me, now you've got to kiss me. if you kiss me, mister, take responsibility. I'm fragile, mister, just like any girl would be and so misunderstood so treat me delicately. Missed me, missed me, now you've gone and done it, hope you're happy in the county penitentiary it serves you right for kissing little girls, but I will visit, if you miss me. Say you miss me. How's the food they feed you? Do you miss me? Will you kiss me through the window? Do you miss me, miss me? Will they ever let you go? I miss my mister so.

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i dont know [20 Jun 2007|03:35am]
i dont know who i am. Im starting to think i never really did and i was just fake my entire life. Like all i've ever done was do things to fit in...

but it all felt like what i wanted..(?)

i need a lover. fuck damn i do. its been to long and im fucking lonely. Yeah i know shut the fuck up right?...

i dont know who my friends are.

i Need someone to care about me more than they care about themselves. Im fucking selfish.

im sick of people being so fucking elitist about fucking music. WHO GIVES A FUCK WHO I LISTEN TO???? if i like it that should be all that matters. fuck u. im sorry i dont dress like you. im sorry i dont listen to only heavy fucking omg hardcore shit...shut the fuck up...
im sorry the music i listen to is too heavy...shut the fuck up...
I DONT GIVE A GOD DAMN IF U DONT LIKE BRIGHT EYES. im sorry i dont do all the cool pharamy drugs you do...im sorry i dont enjoy dieing for a couple hours.
i need bekka. i really fucking need her.

im in such a daze/

wake..roll out of bed. computer. shower. get dressed. bike downtown. smoke weed. smoke cigs.
drink beer. go home. computer. sleep. wake....

god fucking damn.

i need something else to do but i cannot think of anything better.

i need to write more.

i feel like im unwillinng putting up barriers on my heart.
i feel like its hurting me in the long run and is the reason i freak out when certain oppertunities arise.

14 year olds freak me out.

i wanna be able to ride my bike and never get tired so i can just keep on going forever intill i find the right place. meet the right people. do the right things...

im in such a daze i feel so speachless but my mind is so overflowed with thoughts.

i cant process. its not making sense.

i need help to understand. i need someone to explain.

i rely on other people to much.
[[3 are against the party // down with big brother]]

Fuckin Bitch Asses [28 Dec 2006|03:42am]
[ mood | confused ]

So i dont know what to do. I haven't written in so long. I dont remember how to start. I need it now, i think. Its been to long. I need to do things i haven't in a while..calm myself down in some way..stop smoking so many ciggarettes..i need to stop wanting what i dont like. I need to boss up..stop being a pussy, leave town..its time..fuck school. fuck school. fuck curfew. fuck rules. fuck people. Fuck family. Fuck the elite.

I keep finding myself thinking/ and dreaming of different ways to kill myself or other people and wondering
who would go to my funeral
and wondering if i'd get away with the kill.

The Suicide note is the hard part, what would i say?
Where should i put the note,
what if no one finds it..
Would anyone care about the person i kill,
would they go to the funeral for sympathy.
Would it be a open casket.
Would they find the body.
Would they find my body.
What should i wear.

I hate money.

Sometimes i have to many things going on in my head that all my thoughts disappear, i get wasted off of my thoughts. Everything thing feels fast, but in slow motion..and everythings like...hard but soft, in bubble letters and theres traces...everywhere...I sweat, and shake..intill its gone...I wish i could have that feeling whenever i wanted...I wish it never happened.

Sometimes i wish i was stupid and christian. So everything would feel as though it was already decided. And i wouldn't have to worry; or think.

I want to invent something life changing. I hate technolgy. I want to decide between good and bad. Im medium. My dad made me take pills, when i was sick. Im so ashamed. I hate him. I hate pills. My mind doesn't match my facial expression. I want to put acid in the city water system. Imagine: Yuppies shower in the morning before work. Fucking chaos. haha. I hate Portage. Nothing seems worth it if i stay here. Cant stop crying.

I love people i barely even know more than my family.

I dont know my family. Every christmas feels the same. Who are these people? It seems like some big evil government/ christian / i dont fucking know/ plan to distract people from reality, give people purpose, i have a hard time feeling sorry for people when thier parents die.
Im selfish.
Im jealous.
I say i love my mom, but sometimes i wonder if i actually love her or if its imbreaded in my brain, sometimes i feel like im supposed to love her.

No one in my family would ever approach me if they didn't know me. I hate knowing that.

I need to leave.

I Cant get my thoughts onto paper again..

[[4 are against the party // down with big brother]]

Maybe the sun keeps coming up because its gotten used to you and your constant need for proof. [04 Apr 2006|10:40pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

Things been shit still...my entires in this thing must make me come off as a total emo kid. But what else is livejournal good for then a place to bitch and complain at, right? I feel so lonely lately. Im stupid. I have so many people around me that seem to actually care about me and im still lonley. I hate that feeling i get when im in a room full of people and still feel lonely. Its typical, right...

Im going to court again, dads trying to get full custody again. Hes such a dumbass. My mom keeps blaming my poor grades on me not seeing him and it bothering me or some shit..like thats why im even getting them. I dont think people understand..Not seeing my so-called father makes me 30 times happier than actually seeing him. Then fucking talking about him. Im so sick of people asking me about him. Just leave it alone..hell i left it alone, i left it alone a long fucking time ago.

My mom needs to understand that no matter how hard she tries to make me actually want to do good in school, to actually go to school for that matter, there is nothing she can do. Im never going to want to go. I think she needs to settle with the fact that im actually passing now. She says i cant get my room upstairs inless i get a 3.0, yea like thats gonna happen. She says i cant get a job inless i get all C's or better. You'd think no matter how i was doing in school she'd want me to get a job. I really dont care anymore i have one more semester after this one is over to decide on whether im even gonna stay in school. Hell i want to graduate but just going to school in general is hard for me..and her fucking annoying ass nagging about it isn't gonna make me want it more. She says i need to prove myself. To who? Her? shes my mother i dont need to prove myself to her. I dont need to prove myself to anyone but myself. You'd think for someone knowing me my whole life they'd have any idea who i am. She keeps saying my teachers say im bright and that i dont live up to my obtenial. Yea well ill say it now just like ive said it many a times before, i enjoy learning but not the fucking structure of it. If someone feels like giving me tests all day fine do it, ill go to school if it means i dont have to do homework. If it means i dont have to waste away in a classroom when i'm already done with all the shit i had to do. Who the fuck thinks they have the right to tell me as a human being whether or not i can go to the bathroom or not. Im seriously just gonna have to piss in one of those fuckers classrooms one of these days. Im so sick of school. Its crazy to me that not so long ago it was good enough to just graduate highschool, hell it was great. Now without a colledge degree you ain't shit. Ive said this so many times but seriously id rather live in a dumpster and be happy then work the 9-5 my entire life with my cute little family, that i dont want, in my cute little house, with my white picket fucking fence and be completly miserable. I dont understand people that want that with there life. When they die what can they honestly say they accomplished? What? they made lots of money, owned a nice house with a nice conservative family that never did anything "wrong." What the fuck did they change? How does that make them a better person than me? Yea i live with my momma, yea she buys me food and clothes and yes i have a cellphone and an ipod. Hey man since i can't leave this fucking house without getting in an assload of trouble from the authorities why not use it to my best interest. My mom thinks im selfish and im sure it seems that way. I love my mom. But not as the person who gave birth to me, as the person she is. I dont think people actually consider that anymore. Its like people say they love their parents out of routine, like if they dont say it every fucking two second its just wrong. Who could even think of that! Right? Its like when people just go to church to avoid going to hell. Thats retarded. If you dont believe in your so-called religion, who says you get to just pretend so just incase its true your straight. Alright if almighty god is actually real, hes probally really fucking smart right..well i think he'd be able to see right fucking through you. Your ignorant. Well its the same thing with the parent situation your just gliding along never ever wanting to actually think about things because you've already been told 100 times its right. Fucking think about it. Just because someone decided not to fucking protect themselves when they were younger doesn't mean they automaticaly get someone to care for them. They fucked up, not you. And sure people do have kids out of the love of kids and thats great and shit but that doesn't mean the kid has to love the parent for it. Would the really know the difference if u never had them in the first place? No. Shut up. Okay rant. rant. Im done.

[[ down with big brother]]

cranky crunk sponge middletit [20 Mar 2006|01:36pm]
[ mood | touched ]

<td align="center"> natalie --

Like in nature to a train-riding hobo

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>
[[ down with big brother]]

I dont care about you... [06 Mar 2006|09:00pm]
[ mood | sick ]

So Natalie is uber sick. Yeah talking in third person is cool. So im over murph, but falling for another friend. sweet. I need to stop doing that. Im getting fat. grr. Nicko and I are starting a "band." I finally got the nerve to sing infront of a few people. Still gotta sing for him though. Right when i was ready to i got this stupid sickness and now i can barely talk. ughherr. Ive been working on making better relationships with people lately. Gots alot of new people on my phone to call up when im bored. yay. So this random kid handed me $100 in the fleetwood the other day. Pretty cool, ay? Im seeing the violent femmes saturday with Crash. Im reallll excited. Idk not much to say really but ya'll wanted a new entry so here ya go.

[[5 are against the party // down with big brother]]

[05 Feb 2006|01:49am]
Yeah you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek.
Yeah you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek.
Yeah you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek.
You pull away, so easily.

And I still call you, but I get your machine.
Yeah I still call you, but I get your machine.
And if I'm lucky I guess it's your roommate answering.
But you're at the bar, or at Gene's (?)
We go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand.

We sit at the same table, but we don't play with our feet.
Yeah we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneak a kiss,
when the waitress turns around.

And we still watch movies, but we don't share the couch.
Yeah we still rent movies, but we don't share the couch.
Yeah we still watch movies sometimes, but you don't lay in my lap,
the plot is slow, take a nap.

And you even stay over, but we stay in our clothes.
Yeah you'll even sleep over, but now we stay in our clothes.
Yeah, you even sleep over sometimes, but we stay in our clothes,
I'm only there so you're not alone.

And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer.
Yeah you say that I hurt you, and your voice is like a prayer.
Yeah well maybe I hurt you some, let's contrast and compare.
Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there.

I guess that your truth, is just the ghost of your lies.
I guess your kind of truth, is just the ghost of your lies.
Your kind of truth darling, is just the ghost of your lies.,
I see through them all the time.
So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm going to get drunk.
Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm going to get real fucking drunk.
I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so, so drunk
That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.
[[1 are against the party // down with big brother]]

Dont you want to be found... [05 Feb 2006|12:43am]
[ mood | blank ]

This whole ignoring him thing really just started getting hard for me. Its only been a week damn it...thats nothing right. Well i wish it wasn't. I need more self-control. I didn't cry for a really long time...to long almost. Its a real good release. Its defently like puking when ur drunk. Your vision gets blurry, ur head hurts like hell...puking up the shit thats hurting your head makes everything feel better...then going to sleep makes it all go away...Atleast till morning. Why do i even bother spending my time with people that only seem to feel good about themselves after they feel they've hurt someone in the process. why is he the only one that makes me feel good I dont want to come off as some idiot stalker girl, coz im not. I fall for people to easily sometimes, i really should start hateing more people. Of course after i become a lesbian. Chicks seem to dig me. i dont get it. The show last night was fucking amazing. If theres one thing in this world that i hate its defently consecutive liars. I fucking hate consecutive liars. I feel so blank.

Why did she stare at me all night last night?
Why was he acting so different?
Who the fuck does she think she is anyway?
Why do some people do so much just for the littlest amount of attention?

I dont understand people.

i wish i was drunk.
i want some rum.
This guy that works at the planet is really cool. I wish i was attracted to him.

[[ down with big brother]]

yeah im pouring some whiskeyyyyy [30 Jan 2006|11:51pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

My livejournal has gotten me in trouble once again..yay. I wish i was lesbian sometimes...i think things
would be alot easier that way. Then again i dont like most girls...to manipulative, jealous, competitive...all that nonsense. Sometimes i hate people, scratch that, most times i hate people. I lover nickolus though, he gives me such great advice sometimes. I really do need to get it through my fuckin head that i dont need someone to make me happy. Things would defently be better that way. Im given it two weeks. And after those two weeks i will tell livejournal land what i am giving two weeks. Even though im pretty positive the person im giving two weeks doesn't read this. Oh well theres alot of people that have read my journal that i would have never guessed. Like my uncle for one...weirdo. Well its midnight and tomorrow morning i get to start my new awesome schedule at community. Say hello to dual enrolling!


[[ down with big brother]]

... [25 Jan 2006|05:20pm]
[ mood | lonely ]

Why do you lay in the grass?
Don't you want to be found?
Don't you want that?
Isn't the Sun even going to try to find a hole in the clouds?
Isn't it even going to try?
Why won't it try that?
Why do you lay so low in the grass?
Don't you want to be found?
Don't you want to be found?
I thought you wanted that?

[[ down with big brother]]

The moon is not your mother, even if shes preparing for a total eclipse. [24 Jan 2006|01:50pm]
[ mood | cold ]

haven't had a good few weeks, shit has been driving me bananas. I had someone ask me a couple weekends ago what shit has been bothering and the list i came up with was a little to long. I wish i knew how to drive so i could steal my mothers car and start driving south...hell ill even get my long-sleeved ass to suffer through the hot weather to get out of this mess. Im sick of pretending im happy. Im real sick of having to be strong. Someone please help lift this bundle i got on my back. Hah no wonder i got minor schroleoisis or however u spell that damness. if i recall correctly i think in a few of my previous entries i talked about how i have felt iggnorant lately. ive felt like a complete idiot, but i think last night i discovered why. being grounded really leaves u alot of time to think. im pretty sure no one really reads this ne more, which is somewhat of a good thing...id really like some more feedback though. I was thinking of using my myspace blog instead of this but i dont really want people i dont know and people i dont trust reading all my "deepest darkest secrets." idk i wanted to rant, maybe later.

[[ down with big brother]]

Raincheck [02 Jan 2006|11:35pm]
[ mood | sad ]

So i decided im no poet, im a writer. Make sense yet? Im a writer with my own set of rules when it comes to grammar for sure. I like it when people open up to me, but i hate it when i dont know what to say back to them. I pierced my lip today. Mom hasn't seen it yet. I hope i can fucking keep it coz that thing hurt like a biiiiiatch. You could hear the needle go through the different layers of skin, it was intense. I keep feeling like i want to cry, but i cant seem to do it. Murphy made me feel like shit today, but i guess i shouldn't blame it on him. What bothers me the most is not knowing why he effected me so much today. Its driving me crazy... I have felt so ignorant lately, im so used to being the smart one, the one with all the secrets that i couldn't keep. Now i stumble on my words, and my sarcasim is so easily missed. Im missing something...I keep seeing people, in places that are really there, when i walk up close to see them, they disapeer. hey i like that, rhymes dont it? well kinda, i guess. I think theres something inside of me that thinks the only way people will like me is if they know everything about me, i think people like a little mystery. I should create it. Or maybe the mystery to me is how open i am. Or maybe im not open at all? Damn it.

Love shouldn't be the only thing that makes me happy, right?

life seems so pointless right now...

some people ask the creepiest questions.

hannah i bought a "young ones" button and thought of you today. woot.

i wish he would call me...i did do a big thing, for me atleast, today by leaving him at the resturant. Not like he probaly cared..she was there...but then again so was her guy friend. I hope he felt jealous. God thats so cruel. Why do i think so selfishly sometimes?

I asked myself the question the other day what am i going to do when conor doesn't get me through shit anymore, what am i going to do when i cant write anymore, what am i going to do without ciggarettes! Of course if that ever happens! i ask myself to many questions.

why do i keep forgeting the answers to the questions i ask?


[[5 are against the party // down with big brother]]

Missed me, Missed me [23 Dec 2005|07:14pm]
[ mood | bitchy ]

I really should start using this damn thing more, every entry on this now is something along the lines of "sorry i haven't written in awhile." Well theres been alot of stupid drama going on that was fucking with me for awhile there. I gotta learn that most people my age do not take things as seriously as i do. My birthday is monday. woo. Oh word of advice to everyone, UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCE SHOULD U EVER SLEEP WITH ONE OF UR BEST FRIENDS. You get fucked over times like 100000008908. I want to cuddle with someone and i want them to tell me im beautiful, like old times. Im sick of kisses meaning nothing. Dont kiss me if we're just friends inless i say so. Yes that is right i am god, and u will listen to what i say. Right? I hate that his only defence is making me feel stupid. "Oh but i care about u, oh but i would never hurt u." Lick my bloody fucking cunt. Oh and im sick of stupid fake ass cunts trying to be helpful but fucking me hard in the end. im sorry i dont care how good of friends u guys are, FRIENDS DONT FUCK OUT OF "FRIENDLY AFFECTION" AT YOUR FUCKING AGE. I may be young. You may think im stupid. But just like u i can easily put up a front. Think before u fucking open up ur god damn mouths. Oh and birthday presents dont make me forgive. Go buy me a fucking house and the urge to rip out ur testicles and her ugly ass mexican cunt wont go away.


I was happy to leave Dearborn to get out of all the drama.


[[ down with big brother]]

[28 Nov 2005|09:45am]
[ mood | anxious ]

I haven't had a real update in awhile, livejournal hasnt come to my mind lately, neither has writing in general. i haven't written one thing whether it was a story, song, poem, whatever.

Ann Arbor is so different from dearborn. Everyday there's something new, something i didn't know the day before. Why i haven't written in so long makes no sense really, i have so many thoughts in my head, so much i have been over-analyzing. Its as if theres no time to write. i was told recently by someone (in whom i hold knowledge on high grounds) They told me that "it seems you over analyze everything untill it's dead." Untill i have killed the entire thought to the point where theres nothing left with it in my mind. Its as if i cant bare to hold things for to long and have to release them at sometime. I wonder if that has anything to do with the people i love? i hope not.. The only thing bad about not seeing my father; the only possible thing that actually bothers me about not seeing him. And now that since i see my mother all the time, we have been fighting constanly. I miss bekka, what the fuck am i without my second half. I dont want to rely on her, i dont want to rely on anyone for anything, but she is truly my other half. Im really stoned right now in the library, its funny really. Haven't been to math class in three days, im slipping up. I dont know how to explain to my mom that i honestly cannot do the things she asks of me. In the beginning i thought of doing good in school, being what she always explained to me, "give myself choices" but day after day my opinions changed, i didn't think i was supposed to be in school. I felt above it. I still feel that way everyday coming to school in the morning, wasting away in my classroom. Not only does it seem like a way to control someone, but it also has way to much structure to stand.

Alright im blabblin...stoping now.

[[1 are against the party // down with big brother]]

beeeeeeh [14 Nov 2005|10:38pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

he makes me feel like a liar when i tell the truth...

[[ down with big brother]]

It was accidently on purpose. [13 Sep 2005|08:52pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

Well...My mind has been playing many tricks on me lately...Im losing control of my thoughts...there is by no doubt a big nervous breakdown/ anxiety attack coming my way. Ive been having trouble expressing myself in ann arbor greatly, i need to figure out who the fuck i am. I need to stop tip-toeing around for people, well especially one particular person. What causes people to be nice to someone they dislike? I hate that. Im basically out of this years bright eyes phase...but unlike all the other bright eyes phases ive gone thru i cant seem to find a minor replacement. How do u know if u are in love? I feel very alone...i need a best friend. No. No. I need MY best friend. Bekka dearest if u by some odd chance find this on ur computer that u do not have, with your internet that u dont know how to use, i love u and miss u more than u will ever know. I feel like i need to let everything out like it would solve whatever it is im feeling but i dont know what to say, or exactly what it is im feeling. Idk my heart hurts. My boy is talking about leaving town in march and not coming back till punk week...then after punk week he might, MIGHT, leave forever... I need to 1. figure out what the fuck it is about him that draws me to him so god damn much, and 2. GET OVER IT BEFORE ITS TO LATE! im so weak. If anyone has a song that i might like tell me, or a band.

beh. My heart hurts.

[[6 are against the party // down with big brother]]

update [12 Sep 2005|03:23pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

well hmm...ive been back with johnny since punk week...hes the most confusing person of my entire life...to long to explain. theres alot of stupid drama...uhh school is ok, the whole being able to leave at lunch thing is schweeeeet. idk ill have a longer update by tonight hopefully.

[[ down with big brother]]

Baby tell me where'd u go...for days and days and days... [11 Aug 2005|12:24am]
[ mood | crushed ]

i heard you fell into a rabbit hole
covered yourself up in snow
baby tell me where'd you go for days and days
did they make you stay up all night
did they paint your face that pasty white
you're thirsty but your appetite is chased away
the sun turns us to stone
it's a cloudy day but we still can't go
up and out that cellar door
till we see the moon, we're invisible
no one ever takes the garbage out
the neighbor kid gets dared to touch the house
he runs back only to announce there's no one home
cause we paint the foil with the flame
smell of soda, taste butaine
for every fear that can't be named to calm you down
your heart starts skipping steps
so you're farther gone
than you might expect
if your thoughts should turn to death
gotta stomp them out like a cigarette

[[8 are against the party // down with big brother]]

"Yeah you still kiss me, but its just on the cheek." [10 Aug 2005|04:50am]
[ mood | disappointed ]


I'm so incredibly sick of ann arbor right now. I mean i love this city but right now some of the people here are driving me freaking CRAZY. JOhnny and i broke up the other day...i thought it would make me happy and blah because i did in fact want to dump him...I was perfectly fine intill i went to the diag (a park) this morning. For some odd reason it hit me there...im not to sure why...So i left before i cried....i did pretty good on not crying intill i got home tonight...The thing that killed me about the break up is how he was going on and on about how none of his friends like me and when it got down to it the people were either people i either 1) DIDN'T KNOW or 2) didn't give a rats fucking ass about...and why you ask...why...hmm...well i guess its because i dont talk? Im sorry im not gonna walk up to someone i dont know and just lay myself on them...Fuck. You.




i want him back though.

I have to go talk to a judge friday. Over my dad.


i need social skills i think i lost them. i lost everything in ann arbor. my boxing skills. my social skills.

and my sanity.

Theres this kid PJ, hes hot.


[[9 are against the party // down with big brother]]

yayayyaya [17 Jul 2005|05:37am]
[ mood | giddy ]




lol ok dorkiness stops here :)

[[1 are against the party // down with big brother]]

oh jeezz [15 Jul 2005|12:31am]
[ mood | crappy ]

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