SmileFuckersXD

smilefuckersxd @ 2007-04-29T10:58:00

2007-04-29T14:59:55Z

Hey does anyone know of a
MCR community on here
that isn't all like
'OMG I HATE THE WORLD!'
if you do, could you please tell
me.
thank you!
:D

Fuck Labels.

2007-04-15T17:34:47Z

Please take the time out to read this.
And pass it on to other people.

I'M SKINNY, so I MUST be bulimic.

I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.

I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.

I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.

I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.

I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm Religious, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm CATHOLIC, so I MUST be super religious, and say YAY GOD

I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.

I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST be "evil" and not have any morals.

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.

I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.

I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.

I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.

I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be easy.

I'm a DANCER, so I MUST be stupid, stuck up, and a whore

I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.

I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.

I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.

I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.

I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.

I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals

I'm ITALIAN, so I MUST like guys with big cocks!

I'm EGYPTIAN, so I MUST be a TERRORIST!!

I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I'm a RUGBY chick so I MUST be lesbian/huskey.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.

I have BiG BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.

I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.

I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO

I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.

I`m PANAMANIAN, so I MUST look better and have ppl who wanna be be

I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited

I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13

I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy

I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy

Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction

Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude

Im STRAIGHT EDGE so I MUST be violent.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.

I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.

I'm GREEK so I MUST believe in Zeus.

I'm BI so I MUST think every girl i see is hot.

I'm ASIAN so I MUST have a small penis.

I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.

I'm ASIAN so I MUST be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7

I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.

I'm MIXED so I MUST be SEXY

I listen to MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, so I MUST be a scene kid.

I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be covered up at all times.

I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA

I'm BIPOLAR so I MUST have two sides to me

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thank you!

smilefuckersxd @ 2007-04-14T09:09:00

2007-04-14T13:14:32Z

I'M BACCCKKKKK!!!!!!!!
sorry, i deleted myself for a while there.
XDDD
anyway, yes.
i'm back and ready to runble.
:D
i have TWO new stories and i'm
looking forward to posting them.
:DDDDDDDD
so yeah....
that's pretty much all i have to say.

DANCE YOUR HEART OUT!!!!!!

smilefuckersxd @ 2007-02-25T10:04:00

2007-02-25T15:30:26Z

Okay,
so i just found out how to make
screeen caps.
and at that moment,
i realized i have tons
of pictures of guys putting on
make up.
and so...
i made a folder.
here it is if you wanna check it out.

if you have anymore pictures you'd like to contribute,
you can e-mail me
them (greenpeopleeatshit@yahoo.com)
to me.
I'll post them with a
note next to them saying who you are
and thanks or whatever.
:D

Oh yeah!
i'm writting a new story.
i should be finished
by Tuesday
if i stay on schedule.
XD

smilefuckersxd @ 2007-02-15T13:10:00

2007-02-15T18:22:35Z

Story!!!
I'm gonna post it one here too.
this is easier than looking for the whole
thing on __vam.
:D

"I'm gonna fuck you into the seat," Ville purred into my ear. I moaned and thrust my hips up, grinding our hips together. He felt so good. Even the slightest contact with Ville was enough to make my head spin. He kissed down my neck, slowly unbuttoning my shirt along the way.

"BAM! Bam, where are you?" Ape screamed out the front door. Boner killer. I sighed and moved.

Ape, Phil ,and I are supposed to take a nice family vacation to visit my aunt, uncle, and cousins in Ohio. I, not wanting to be in the car with my parents all by myself for about 6 hours decided to bring along my boyfriend, Ville. Apr doesn't like Ville. Well, I shouldn't say that. She likes him 'cause he's polite and all that other jazz.
But, Ville's very affectionate.
Like very affectionate.
And it just pisses Ape off to see him hanging and kissing me all time. I, on the other hand, love that about him.
It makes me feel needed.

"Why does your mother always have to ruin things?" Ville huffed. He combed his semi-long hair back with his fingers. "I mean haven't you noticed that she always calls your name or walks in just when things get interesting?" I nodded my head.
Did I metion Ville is obessed with sex?

"Sorry babe," I say leaning over and gently kissing his cheek. "But we have to laod the car." I got out, Ville right behind me, and walked to the front door.

"Take these bags out to the car Bam." Ape was running frasnticly around the house. Checking the temperature, making sure everyting is locked, stupid motherly shit like that. Suddenly she stopped. She stood right in front of me and looked me up and down.

"Is that what you're wearing?" She asks me. I looked down at my clothes. Red bottun down shirt, Black long sleeved shirt underneath (it's winter time) and a pair of black pants.

"Yes." I answer her. She looks at Ville. He's wearing very tight black leather pants with his Elvis shirt and a black and gray striped shirt under his Elvis one. Also, the part my mom HATES, he's wearing eye liner. It's not that thick today.

"Bam, you know how your aunt is. All rich and stuff. She lives in an upper class, do you want her to think that we're poor?" I chuckled. We are poor. At the present time anyway; we just bought a new house.

"Chill out Ape. It's not my fault that your sister's a prick. She can think what she wants." I picked up a bag and walked out to the car. Ville picked up the other one and followed, staying quiet.

"I, personally, can't wait to meet your family Bam Bam," He said, his accent lacing each word.

"You'll regret saying that.Aunt Lynn is a total freak. Shes a high-school teacher so she thinks she knows all and Mike and Kate, my cousins are even weirder. They each go to all boy and girl Catholic schools, beacuase aunt Lynn thinks it's best to shelter her children. And unlce Mark," I thought for a moment.
"He just sits on the couch and watches football all day." I sighed and popped the trunk to Phil's truck.

"You're so rude," Ville laughed putting his bag in the trunk as well. "But don't worry," He pushed me against the side of the car. "I like it," He said quietly before crashing our lips together.

~~~1 Hour Later, In the Car~~~~~

"Holy fucking shit!" I yelled. Ape slapped my arm.

"Bam," She scolded. "No language like that at your aunts." Then I felt hands massage my shoulders.

"Why are you tense, darling?" Ville whispered, Ape looked over at us.

"You see this fucking tractor trailer?" I asked him. He nodded.

"How could you not?" He questioned.

"Excatly. I can't see around him, plus he's in the fast lane. That's illegal on this road. And he won't fucking move over!" He nodded his head.

"Then why don't you move over, sweetheart?" He asked. Ville can't drive. Me and him had the same drivers ed. class and I swear; he will never drive.

"Because I don't know what's on that side of him." I explained.

"Nothing," Ape butted in. "Not for a little while anyway." I sighed angryily. Then why didn't he just move over! I moved into the slow lane and sped up, quickly passing him.

"I'm gonna cut him off," I said out loud to myself. I cut in front of him and slowed down.

"That's my boyfriend!" Ville said proudly.

"That's my son," Ape winked. Oh no.

"Yeah, but we're closer," Ville challenged. Oh fuck. Ville and Ape always get into this little fights.

"I birthed him," Ape nodded her head smugly, "We're closer."

"I've had sex with him." Fuck!

"Ville!" I sighed, running my hand down my face.

"Bam!" Ape screamed. "You're only 16!"

"Why is she freaking out over this?" Ville whispered into my ear on the other side of me.

"She's probably going to lecture us about safe sex." I whispered back. Ape was still yelling something at us.

"We used a condom." Ville said to her, as if that could help our situation.

"EW! Don't tell me that." She said shaking her head.

"But you just-"

"We'll discuss it later," Ape cut Ville off. Ville sat back in his chair and huffed.

"I like your stomach." What? I looked in the reaview mirror. Ville was talking to Phil. Phil and Ville were sitting in the back seat together.

"Thanks." Phil laughed his infamous laugh.

"Can poke it?" Ville asked. I smiled and looked back at the road. I have the cutest fucking boyfriend.

"My stomach?" Phil questioned. Ville nodded and moved so that he was sitting Indian style on the seat. "Sure." Phil shrugged.

Ville timidly poked Phil's stomach with his index finger. After he was done he erupted in laughter. I chuckled too. Even Ape cracked a smile. Ville was the thinnest person I knew and Phil was the fattest, except for Don Vito. But he doesn't count right now.

I got off at the nearest exist for a much needed break.

BEEPP!!!!!!!

I quickly stepped on the break. Ape was gripping the dashboard; obviously sacred shitless.

"Sorry," I apologized. "He was in my blind spot." I tried to explain. I was turning into the parking lot of the Wawa and didn?t see him.

"It?s okay. As long as everyone?s alright." Ape said as we parked and got out of the car. Ville jumped out the back seat.

"Are you okay?!" He asked checking me up and down for anything. I laughed.

"I?m fine." I grabbed onto his hand and lightly kissed the back of it, making him blush. Ape walked around to our side of the car.

?Bam, you?re okay right?" I nodded my head. She put her hand on my shoulder. "Let?s take break, huh? We?ll go and get something to eat." There was an Arby?s across the street from the Wawa. (a/n: Literally! Wawa?s and Arby?s like rule PA)

~~~On the Road Again~~~~

Ville's POV

"Only two more hours!" I said excitedly. No one else seemed to be too happy about the current situation. Why you ask? Because, supposedly we were supposed to arrive at Bammie aunties house before dark. And guess what?.. It's dark. Like really dark.

We had all changed our seats. Bam and I were in the back and April and Phil in the front. April was driving. That lousy son of bitch. She hates me. How do I know? Because she didn't even ask if I was okay after the little accident thing! Oh absurd! Oh well! I'll forget about it in like and hour or two.

"Ville?" Bam called my name softly. I looked over. I could only see the out line of his face because of the darkness. It made his creamy coloured skin look pale.
I had to touch him.

I slowly reached my hand forward and cupped his cheek. He leaned into the touch, closing his eyes. I had to. I leaned in and lightly kissed his perfect full lips. It was a simple kiss; merely lips on lips. I rested my forehead against his.

"I love you Bam Bam," I could see his smile and I knew he was blushing.

"I love you too," Bam kissed my lips again.

"So Ville?" Phil interrupted. (I bet April put him up to it.) "Where'd you get that shirt?" I smiled. I knew he liked Elvis, that's actually one of the reasons why I wore it. The other was because I look fucking hot in it.

"My father gave it to me. He got it for me as a gift when he went to go see him." (A/n: I don't know if that's true! Probably isn't. But don't yell at me!) I smiled when Phil's eyes widened.

"Your father saw Elvis?" He asked in astonishment.

"Yeah," I nodded my head. April looked over at Bam.

"Do you want to drive?" She asked him. He sighed and nodded an 'okay'. Bam loved driving, he really did, and he always told me so. But he hated driving for other people. Does that make sense?

Bam's PoV

We arrived at Aunt Lynn's house, finally. I was so fucking tired.

"HELOO (a/n: this is not a type-o, Aunt Lynn has a hard time with her 'L's) !!!" Aunt Lynn greeted us in the driveway. She pulled me into a giant hug. I didn't hug back of course, not because that?s not cool or anything, but because I rarely hug anyone back when they hug me. But there is one exception...

"So how was your trip?" Aunt Lynn asked after she had hugged everyone else, including Ville. Then she saw the,

"Why is your car covered in mud?" I knew she would ask.
"I took a wrong turn and yeah," I explained weakly. She nodded her head and motioned for us to come inside. And as we entered the huge ass kitchen, it arrived.

I fucking hate it. And it hates me back. Every time I go to anything there it is! Waiting. And I bet you it'll like Ville, cause we all know how obsessed Ville is with,
"PUPPY!!!!" Ville strident scream. He bent down and started to pet the little mother fucker. And guess what. It was soaking it up. I knew it. It was going to get close to Ville so that ever time I went near Ville, so it could bite me.

Smart little fucker eh?

"Aw! Bam Bam look at the cute puppy!" I nod my head with a fake smile.

"His name is Franklin." My aunt says in her famous I-know-everything voice. Wait? Franklin?

"Really?" Ville questioned. He must be thinking the same thing as me.
"That's cute!" No he's not. "Hi-hi Frankie!" Ville waves at the dog, making him get all excited.

''No, not Frankie. Franklin.'' Aunt Lynn corrects him. Have I mentioned Ville hates to be corrected?

"Well, excuuuuuse me." Ville's snotty tone makes Aunt Lynn's eyes widen. Suddenly I realize it's not about the tone of his voice but....

"ARE YOU WEARING EYELINER!!!?"

Ville?s POv

"ARE YOU WEARING EYELINER?!!" Mme Lynn yells at me. Why is she yelling?

"Why yes. Thanks for noticing." I smiled at her, but she didn?t seem to be too happy about it.

"Men do not wear eyeliner." She told me. Says who? She doesn?t own me. She can?t tell me what to and not to do.

"You must be April?s sister." That?s why. April is just like that.

"Yes, so." Her looked turned to pity. What the fuck is wrong with her?

"You poor boy. Come," She put her hand on my shoulder and pushed me into a chair by the dinning room table. She went over to this huge ass book shelf they have and took out a think white book.

"Now," She said slapping the book down in front of me. "This," she opened the book and pointed to a picture of a naked man. "Is a man." She can?t be serious. "You see how strong he looks compared to me?" She pointed to her arm. "Who do you think would win in a fight?"

"You know, you don?t give the woman race enough credit. Now, please," I got up from the able and motioned for her to move out of my way, "I would like to go to bed. It?s really late." I walked over to Bam.

"Come upstairs with me." I whispered to him. Bam and I walked up the stairs and into our room.

Bam?s POv

I can?t believe Aunt Lynn said that! I didn?t know what to say in defense though so I just kept my mouth shut.

I look over at the bed. Ville?s already laying in it with his eyes closed. He looks like an angle. So innocent. I crawled into bed next to him, lightly kissing his forehead.

"Night, Ville," I snuggled up next to him and as soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.

"WORKIN' AT THE CAR WASH!" Ville sang out all too loudly as he danced across the drive with the hose; getting everything wet. I sighed. We were supposed to be cleaning the truck but instead??

"Workin' at the car wash, yeah," Ville sang some more. He?s so cute. I shook my head and went back to scrubbing the side of the car. Suddenly I didn?t hear Ville singing anymore, but instead him yelling. I looked over at him and immediately burst out laughing.

The whole front of his shirt was soaked. I knew exactly what happened. Ville forgot that the hose was a hose and tired to use it as a microphone. Hence, the wetness.

"DON?T LAUGH AT ME!" He yelled spraying me straight in the face with the hose. I threw the sponge at him, hitting him on the chest with it. He gaped at me.

"Oh no you didn!" I started to laugh even more. Ville saying that was priceless. And then it happened?.. Ville poured a whole bucket of freezing cold water all over me.

"What the fuck!" I screamed, instantly moving backwards, which at the time seemed like a good idea.

"OUCH!" I had apparently run into Ville causing him to fall over, right on top of me. This time we were both laughing. Ville maneuvered himself so that his body was in between my legs, his chest against mine.

"We?re fun." He stated kissing me quickly.

"Yes we are." I kissed him back.

"Ville, Bam. What do you think you?re doing! I sent to out here to clean the car!" Ape scream/whispered. (A/n: A scream whisper is when you scream something really quietly.)

"Sorry." I said to her. Ville got up and walked over to the neglected hose which had, by this time, soaked everything.

"Oops." Ville said looking at the garden that had been destroyed.

"Ville," Ape shook her head at him and walked into the house. I turned to Ville, whose was standing with the hose pouring water out onto the flowers.

"You?re so fucking cute," I said with a chuckle. He smiled and walked over to me, giving me a small kiss.

"I know," He smiled as he pulled away. He winked at me and went to turn off the hose, swinging his hips all the way.

Bam's POV

"You have to be kidding me!" Ville said loudly. Him and cousin Mike were talking about movies on the floor of the second living. Mike hasn't seen like any horror movies, Ville's favorite type of movie.

"No, mom says that-" Mike began but Ville cut him off.

"You're mother's an asshole, darling" Ville stated bluntly. Mike smiled as did I. Ville rarely cursed, but when he did…."Bammie and I are going to take you to see a movie."

"What?" When did I get pulled into this? "I don't think so Ville." There is no nice way to say this so I'm just gonna come out and say it; Ville is embarrassing to see a movie with. 'Specially a horror movie. He always laughs at the parts where you're supposed to jump.

"Come on Bam," Ville whined, knocking me out of my thoughts. He crawled over to the couch, where I was sitting, and rested his chin on my thigh. He gave me his famous pout and I couldn't say no.

"Fine." I grumbled.

"Yay!" Ville smiled. He quickly stood and ran over to Mike. "Alright," He starts pointing his index finger at Mike. "This is whats going to happen. Undoubtedly, your mother won't let you go see the movie, let alone with Bammie and I. So, you're going to have to lie. Do you know how to do that?" I smiled. Ville's a little rude sometimes. I don't think he means it, but, I don't think he can help it.

"I've lied before. I'm not 2." Mike said and stood up. He was slightly taller than Ville so it looked kinda strange for Ville to be ordering him around.

"Good!" He smiled and walked over to me. "Will he tell everyone about the movie when we return?" Ville asked me quietly. Thinking ahead? Wow, I didn't know he knew how to do that.

"You really don't wanna get in trouble huh?" I asked him.

"I wanna make a good impression." I chuckled. "I know I haven't been doing that great, but at least I'm trying." He crossed his arms in front of his chest defensively.

"Don't worry babe," I said wrapping my arms around his waist. "Your doing fine."

~~~At Dinner After The Movie~~~~~~

Ville's POV

That sorry mother fucker sucks!

As soon as we got home the first thing Mike does is go and tell his mother about the movie. Why would you do that? Anyway that’s in the past now.

For right now, we are all seated at the _huge_ dinning room table. Uncle Mark is seated at the head and Aunt Lynn sitting on his right hand. Kate is sitting across from her with Mike right next to her. At the other head of the table is Phil with April sitting next to Mike and Bam on his other side sitting next to me.

I bet your wondering why I'm telling you all this. And here's why….

I'm sitting in between, the beautiful, fabulous, sexy Bam. And his disgusting, ugly, rude Aunt Lynn. It sucks.

"So Ville," Aunt Lynn starts. Fuck. "I've noticed your accent." She stops.

"Thank you." I smile not knowing what else to do. She doesn't smile, however.

"You speak highly improper English. But I supposed it's better than Bam's." Um… Okay… This is awkward. I slid my chair over closer to Bam's.

"Where are you from?" She asks me. I'm kinda scared to tell her. She'll probably come up with some evil remark.

"Uh…." I hesitate making her smile. She wants me to be scared? Well bring it on! "I'm from Finland." I say confidently. Bam looks over at me and smiles, clearly proud that I'm not letting her get to me.

"Oh really?" Aunt Lynn asks. Kate is smiling really big. She's weird.

"Can you speak a different language?" She asks me. What does she think?

"No, I just lived there for pretty much all my life." Fuck. I didn't mean to say that. Bam starts laughing. "I mean, yes." I say meekly.

"I think a guy who can speak another language is hot." Kate says in a poor attempt of seduction. Bam stops laughing immediately and glares at Kate. He put his hand, protectively, on my thigh.

"I'm taken." I tell Kate politely with a smile. Kate frowns.

"She must be very lucky." Uncle Mark complements. Kinda. I noticed, out of the corner of my eye that Bam is now blushing.

"Did I not tell you that I'm ga-"

"Let's change the subject!" April cuts me off. How rude.

"Yes, lets." Aunt Lynn agrees. "Who would care for some ice cream after dinner?" Everyone smiles and Kate starts to talk about her day at school.

~~The car ride home~~~~

Bam's POV

"He told me his dog ate it. How old is that?" Aunt Lynn was talking about some kid using the dog excuse for not doing his homework. This is one of the worst conversations I've ever had. And just to top it all off, Ville is giving his fucking spoon a blow job which is, evidently, turning me on.

"So Ville," Aunt Lynn begins, "Do you like ice cream?" Ville continues to blow his spoon, never taking his eyes off me.

"Very much." He says, accent unusually thick. That means he's turned on too. Ville's accent always gets worse (or better) when sex is on his mind.

"Is that why you're giving your ice cream head?" I choke a little on my ice cream and Ape opens her mouth to stop the conversation but Ville speaks first,

"One reason." Ville smiles at me. And I can't help but blush.

"You know sex has lots of consequences." Aunt Lynn says in a very matter-of-fact tone. "Especially gay sex."

"I don't have any sexually transmitted diseases if that's what you're aiming at." Ville counters looking at her now. His eyes are extremely serious.

"How do you know?" She asks.

"I got tested. I don't wanna kill the only one I love." I'm smiling now. That’s so sweet.

"Oh, so you have had sex." Aunt Lynn doesn't sound surprised. Ville looks over at Ape. They make eye contact.

"Yes I have." He says with a smile. Ville maybe be thin but he's full of evil. He looks over at me; grabbing my hand. "Skin on Skin contact is the best way to show someone how much you love them."

Aunt Lynn chuckles at this. "How so, boy? You don't think simply saying 'I love you' is enough?"

"You have to be truly in love to expose yourself to that person like that. Unguarded and vulnerable." Aunt Lynn was defiantly taken aback by this.

"What if you’re not really in love? People change you know." Why doesn't she just give up?

"Love lasts forever. You can love someone in more than one way. You can love someone like a friend. Or like a lover."

"Whats the difference?" Uncle Mark asked. Now he's in on it? Great. Ville's eyes meet mine and held them.

"When you love someone in a lover type of way, you don't just love then deeply. You lust them. You crave for them." Ville smiled at me. Then giggled.
"You have chocolate on your cheek, sweetheart." He leaned forward and kissed it off.

Waste of Space

2007-02-15T17:43:14Z

Fuck.
I just broke my camera.
MY PRIDE AND JOY IS BROKEN!!!
and i don't know what to
do cause my mom
is to busy thinking
i'm gonna commit suicide to
listen to me
about anything else!
i'm stressing.
really bad.
at least i'm not braking out.
only good thing right now.
(lol. of course i'm worried about that)
but yeah.....
hey look at this...

ahahahahahhahahahahhah
thats the best thing...
well...
one of the best things
i've ever seen.

okay.
i think i'm done now.
good bye!!!!
and thanks for reading this!!

Everything Is Okay

2007-02-04T18:09:31Z

You know what.
i'm in a pretty good mood.
my frist real day on here and
i've gotten a bunch of great reviews
thanks.
anyway...
right now i'm eating hot Hersey's Kissables
(yumm)
and listening to His.Infernal.Majesty.
(yesshh!!! they kick ass)
i hope everyone is enjoying there day.
And i just wanted to post a little picture of
myself. I always liek to see pictures of my online friends.
i don't know why.
so this is me.

a little blurry.
but i like it.

Whats Wrong With You?

2007-02-03T15:43:29Z

i finally know what to write about.
I belong to another online
community
and someone just added me as a friend.
Fine.
so i added them back
and whats the first thing they tell me?
not, 'hi how are you?'
oh no!
she said, 'I cut myself.'
wow.
what do you want me to say to that.
and then,
just to top it all off
she posts a picture of it.
What the fuck is wrong with you man?
thats your business.
i mean,
i'm sorry bout it
and i really wish there was
something i could do for you,
but come on.
You don't do that.

Hello SunShine!

2007-02-03T15:08:58Z

Good morning everyone.
I'm in a very good mood this morning...
'cept the little fact that i'm at work
and i'm
being forced to work.
Not that great.
Anyway......
i really have nothing else to say
and i was just writing this
cause i have no other entries. XD
i hope to get other ones and yeah....
Bye-Bye!