Clandestined's Blog

Damn it.  The music player didn't work.

Harry got me a necklace and a cute little card.  God I love him.

 

 

Pete's new pic is love.  His eyes are FaNtAsTiC.  Has everyone seen it?  I logged on the day he put it up and I was like ZOMG, sexy.

Harry has a surprise for me tomorrow.  I can't wait.

It's official.  I did get asked out, and I did say yes.  And now I have the sweetest bf in the world.  And you can't have him.

 

*searches for Brendon Urie singing covers*

Anyone know where I can find any good covers?

I think I got asked out yesterday.

It's actually in deliberation, meaning my manager kaylaface and I have agreed to talk to each others boys for them.  That makes no sense now that I've typed it.  I mean that she's gonna talk to him and I'm gonna talk to a guy for her in exchange.  ^_^;

 

I'm listening to Panic!, Fall Out Boy, Motion City Soundtrack, etc.  Did anyone know that Brendon did a cover of "One More Time" ((Whorey Spears)) with the Dresden Dolls?

 

FUCKED UP.

She's gonna break his heart.  And it's all my fault.

I'm a horrible person.

I make people happy, then tear them to pieces.

Why don' I just drop dead?

Blame me because I'm me.

It's my curse.

There's no upside to being my friend.

He's searching the crowd, but not for me.

All I can do is hurt him.

All I can do is love him.

All he can do is not see me.

I don't like this.

He doesn't like me.

I like him.

Not another angsty teen heartbreak.

When do I get to turn twenty and get away from this crap?

Eighteen going on Extinct.

The scars on my heart match your battle wounds.

Poor John.  He smashed up his Eclipse.

 

I'm getting mine soon.  But I really hope I don't get hit by a manic person on a motorcycle.

 

John's okay, which is good.  He's my manager, and he's the cooliest one there is.

 

Can't wait to get my car!  It's fully paid for and everything.  Huzzuh.

 

Will post pictures soon.

 

Leave me comments, I'm a whore-ish emo princess.

I really don' t know what to write.  My life is boring.  I like somone who seems to hate me, and it's all downhill from here.  None of my friends seem to remember that I exist.  I have Liz and Jen and Chris, but all the rest have forgotten about me... Josh doesn't need me anymore, he's met Julian now, Jewell's got her new love interest, and Jamie and Bri are always off doing something or other.  Trent either doesn't answer the phone or is "walking the dog" when I call.  This is thoroughly depressing.

Title:  The Montagues and Capulets Never Had it So Easy...   I'm trying to remember when it was The last time that I saw you I'm trying to remember what I said The last time that I called you I'm trying to remember- what happened? Did the conversation die? I'm trying to remember what I did... Did I look at you and lie?   It's hard to explain, I can't seem to find the words. And the story remains, it reminds me of one I've heard...   One young girl, a skinny young lad. Never be together, hell, it makes them sad. I'll be the poison on your lips, If you'll be my rusty dagger. One young girl and one young lad Dying together, hell, it makes them glad. I'll be the poison on your lips, And you'll be my rusty dagger.  

Repeat 1x and end. lol  sucks, I know.  I'm no good at this anymore.

The basic beat of the song is kindof fall out boy-ish... def. not Panic!ish, but it's kindof... well, basic.

 

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