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September 09'

So yea i cant fuckin wait this september im going to be seeing:

Underoath, emery, the glorious unseen, flyleaf, the devil wears prada, norma jean, august burns red, before their eyes, and then there were none, for today, impending doom, sleeping giant, mychildren mybride, i am alpha & omega and many more!

so yea i cant wait...<333

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about me

Basic About you: Name: i dnt remember Gender: Female Height: 5'6" Eye color: green Hair Color: blonde Age: 15 Lefty/righty/ambidextrous: Right. Piercings: 4 Tatoos: None yet Zodiac Sign: cancer Grade: 9th More about you: Are you named after anyone? no Do you live in the moment? Sometimes Do you consider yourself tolerant to others? Sometimes Do you have any secrets? yes Do you hate yourself? yea sometimes Do you like your handwriting? ehh its ok Do you have any bad habits? yupp Any regrets? yupp How long does it take you to shower? 20-30 mins. Do you...? Smoke? naa Do drugs? no Drink? no Go to church? yea sometimes Sleep with stuffed animals? yea Take walks in the rain? yupp. i love too Talk to people even if you hate them? yea it really depends who. Drive? sometimes Want to get married? Yea eventually Want to have children? Yea Sing in the shower? naa Get along with you parents? sometimes Get along with your sibling/s? fuck no Color/highlight your hair? ermm yea Like coffee? yupp Wear makeup every time you go out? naa Love roller coasters? hell yea Like to cook? ha no Have you ever...? Hurt yourself? Yea Been out of the country? idk Been in love? yes Done drugs? maybe Gone skinny dipping? ha no Played strip poker? No Been on stage? In school when I was like 8. Gone one day without food? fuck no Slept all day? naa Kissed a stranger? No Broken the law? maybe Stolen anything? naa Been on radio/tv? nope Been in a mosh-pit? fuck yes!! Gone out of state? Yea Live in other states? no Eaten an entire box of oreos? ha yea Been on a plane? Yes Cried in public? Yea Cried over a movie? naa Pranked called someone? Yea Shopped at Abercrombie and Fitch? No Broken a bone? No Fallen from a tree? yea Passed out? No Been to a theme park? Yes. This or That Pepsi or Coke: pepsi McDonalds or BUrger King: BK Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate Black or White: Black. Burgers or Hot dogs: Burgers Boxers or breifs: boxers Book or magazine: idk TV or radio: Both sun or moon: Both hot or cold: idk romantic comedy or thriller: Both waffles or pancakes: both Florida or california: CALIFORNIA!!! Tennis shoes or sandals: converse? Sweet or sour: both Private or public school: public Cappuccino or coffee: both English or history: fuckin none Science or math: no! Do you believe ...? in miracles? Yea in magic? Yea in God? yea in ghosts? yea in luck? yea in love at first sight? yea in Santa? yea!! in the Easter Bunny? yes!! in wishing on shooting stars? Yea that cussing is a necessity in life? yea all the time =) yourself? Sometimes Right this moment... What are you wearing? a band tee What book are you reading? none What time is it? 10:59 p.m. Are you bored? Yes Are you tired? no Are you talking to anyone online or on the phone? yes Are you listening to music, if so then what? Alexisonfire "rough hands" The Last... Dream you had: I cant say Time you cried: wednesday Movie you watched: drumline Movie you rented: i dont remember Book you read: none Word you said: fuck Time you laughed: like an hour ago Person to call you: my lover S.E.H CD you played: silverstein IM sent or recieved: from my friend Time you yelled: idr Person you yelled at: my mom or sister time you wore a skirt: like never time you fought with your parents: few days ago Time you wished on a shooting star: havent seen one latly Thing you ate: pizza Time you showered: this morning Nail polish color worn: black Your favorite: Type of gum: Juicy Fruit Restaurant: Friendly's and pizza place!! Season: summer, fall Type of weather: sunny Emotion: Happy! Color: all of them Perfume: nollie Candy: any kind Pizza topping: extra cheese Type of cake: chocolate TV Show: idk Day of the week: the weekend Month: june-september Holiday: Christmas, n halloween Number: 5

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To write love on her arms

Pedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the passenger seat, her pretty voice hiding in the volume. Music is a safe place and Pedro is her favorite. It hits me that she won't see this skyline for several weeks, and we will be without her. I lean forward, knowing this will be written, and I ask what she'd say if her story had an audience. She smiles. "Tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars." I would rather write her a song, because songs don't wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her. Renee is 19. When I meet her, cocaine is fresh in her system. She hasn't slept in 36 hours and she won't for another 24. It is a familiar blur of coke, pot, pills and alcohol. She has agreed to meet us, to listen and to let us pray. We ask Renee to come with us, to leave this broken night. She says she'll go to rehab tomorrow, but she isn't ready now. It is too great a change. We pray and say goodbye and it is hard to leave without her. She has known such great pain; haunted dreams as a child, the near-constant presence of evil ever since. She has felt the touch of awful naked men, battled depression and addiction, and attempted suicide. Her arms remember razor blades, fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds. Six hours after I meet her, she is feeling trapped, two groups of "friends" offering opposite ideas. Everyone is asleep. The sun is rising. She drinks long from a bottle of liquor, takes a razor blade from the table and locks herself in the bathroom. She cuts herself, using the blade to write "FUCK UP" large across her left forearm. The nurse at the treatment center finds the wound several hours later. The center has no detox, names her too great a risk, and does not accept her. For the next five days, she is ours to love. We become her hospital and the possibility of healing fills our living room with life. It is unspoken and there are only a few of us, but we will be her church, the body of Christ coming alive to meet her needs, to write love on her arms. She is full of contrast, more alive and closer to death than anyone I've known, like a Johnny Cash song or some theatre star. She owns attitude and humor beyond her 19 years, and when she tells me her story, she is humble and quiet and kind, shaped by the pain of a hundred lifetimes. I sit privileged but breaking as she shares. Her life has been so dark yet there is some soft hope in her words, and on consecutive evenings, I watch the prettiest girls in the room tell her that she's beautiful. I think it's God reminding her. I've never walked this road, but I decide that if we're going to run a five-day rehab, it is going to be the coolest in the country. It is going to be rock and roll. We start with the basics; lots of fun, too much Starbucks and way too many cigarettes

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It drives me crazy when you call me baby......

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Love Song

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