"Be clearly aware of the stars and infinity on high then life seems almost enchanted after all." -Vincent van Gogh

I want a tattoo.
INFINITY ON HIGH
I loved it before Fall Out Boy made it the name of their album.
When Vincent wrote it to Theo it was meant for me.
I really would love it, but everyone would tell me that I am so weird and obsessed with Fall Out Boy.
As true as that may be, that is not why I want it.
Should I care what everyone else thinks?
eh.

we have landed.

lately the fire has been melting the ice queen in my heart.
i feel renewed and if it is only for a little while, at least it got its 15 minutes of fame.
my whole life i have been the little kid who cried wolf,
so why haven't i been caught?
i should be dinner tonight,
but instead i'm having my halo polished.
got its scratches buffed out.
but i'm really starting to figure that when the truth counts my addition is probably going to be off,
or my calculator is going to be out of batteries.
i have it coming either way.

for serious.

Thriller

"welcome, its here"

35 days until october 28.
35 days until voodoo fest(sunday).
35 days until city park.
35 days until fall out boy.
35 days until i get to see my favorite band in the whole entire world.

i am about to cry.
hahha.
i'm so lame.
but i love them more than anything, almost.

their music is something that makes me feel alive.
more than almost anything else; shy of jumping into a pool of ice water.

oh wow.
p.s. i really really dislike liars. more than anything else. anything

the seasons are changing.
ah the cool weather is amazing.
it cleanses my mind.
lets me think a little clearer.

i've been really restless lately.
can't stay in one place for too long.
everything bores me.
lets go to the city!

i've been staying up way to late.
and consequently, i'm tired.
too many dreams to keep my thinkning.
i'd like to rest at least once in a blue moon.
i've actually never seen a blue moon.
but a harvest moon is another story.

believe.

oh, and apperently i have a stalker.
i just got some random texts from a number that i don't know.
yay!
guess the stalker phone tag is my favorite game.
i heard that it was edit's favorite game, but then she got kidnapped.
should i stop?
tell me blog gods.

i steer clear of the booze anyway.

I had the weirdest dream last night.
I was running around a store with 3 beers in my hand.
I don't think I was drunk, but I sure had been drinking.
I went into the bathroom in this store and my friend edit was in there.

It felt so real.
Like a false sense of reality.
I just wanted to wake up really bad.
But I didn't...the dream continued.

Then all of a sudden I was in target,
but it wasn't the store I had been in before.
And it was the target in New Orleans.
I was with Eddy and Simon.
Then there was more liquor.
And then the dream sort of lost me and I eventually woke up.
Feeling worse than I had the night before, might I add.

I always have really weird dreams when I'm sick.
straight up.

"Wednesday, September 19, 2007

the gotcha girls hide wings under their shirts, but the handsome devils have a harder time hiding their peacock feathers
if you want to know the absolute truth:
i am scared to death i am going to die in my sleep.

ive been up for god knows. in the phillipines have no concept of time other than sun and stars.
posted by xo at 10:12 AM"


my friend, if only you knew...

lets dance.

The Justice song really wows me.
Like it reminds me of the times before I was alive.
70s/80s
The video blows my mind.
Like how the simpliest concept can be so jaw-dropping.
I could never come up with a concept like that.
I would completely over do it.
oh well.
I guess I never have to worry about that, anyway.

livejournal is the new scene kid myspace

Unless I'm wrong.
Then its just me.
Orange, yellow, and brown is the new pink, purple, and easter.
Fall breeze is the new beach sleeze.
and I am just waiting for my turn to be the new "it" slit-my-wrists girl.

good intentions slowly turn to biterness

I have yet to go insane.
It's really quite amazing.
Yesterday was wonderful.
Got to go into New Orleans with one of my favorite people.
Just relaxed and enjoyed the time.
It was nice.
Sort of snapped me back into reality.
My phone and my camera are both broken.
I think I'm going to be sick.
One of the worst feelings ever.
I could live without my phone, but not my camera.
Much less both.
The new Fall Out Boy video is amazing.
It really captures those mens' hearts.
Proves they are really about the scars and stories.
Not such an eventful day ahead of me,
but I should go.

i loved you anyway.

the compassion that i clung on to for so long is gone now.
and my heart that i wore on my sleeve has been put back in place.
the confessions that i made to you were nothing but selfish,
and i'm glad you have gone away.

my aching heart is now healed.
my mind's no longer wanting.
now my somber head is lifted off you chest of hate.

love.