lily Loves you

old

Mon, 09 May 2005 21:49:33 GMT

man, my livejournal is really old. And I am a loser! MAN

ergious

Sat, 07 Aug 2004 19:31:53 GMT

i am confused people.....

oops

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 08:25:59 GMT

i dodnt mean to make 2 haha.

Things that make me cry

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 08:25:31 GMT

The utmost thing in the world that makes me cry is the Moonlight Sonata compossed my Ludwig Ven Beethoven. Believe it or not, it is oncredibly amazing and beautiful. Truth be told, it makes me cry. Something so sad and beautiful can do that to the inner depth of your mind. I grew up with Beethoven, i know that since i have, i fully understand the meaning of his works of art, beautiful to the ear, bring sweet and yet sad thoughts to your mind. I cry almost every time i hear it. Ask me why. My answer will simply be, it is so beautiful. You dont have to be beautiful to find what is truly beautiful. As i am right now. Beauty is this. This one song, i say with my utmost feelings, is truly amazing and for that, I Love it. I block out the world, and let the music flow through me, as though it becomes part of me. Which i am, part music, and i can thank my mother for that and for playing those songs to me at night.

Things that make me cry

Sun, 25 Jul 2004 08:25:21 GMT

The utmost thing in the world that makes me cry is the Moonlight Sonata compossed my Ludwig Ven Beethoven. Believe it or not, it is oncredibly amazing and beautiful. Truth be told, it makes me cry. Something so sad and beautiful can do that to the inner depth of your mind. I grew up with Beethoven, i know that since i have, i fully understand the meaning of his works of art, beautiful to the ear, bring sweet and yet sad thoughts to your mind. I cry almost every time i hear it. Ask me why. My answer will simply be, it is so beautiful. You dont have to be beautiful to find what is truly beautiful. As i am right now. Beauty is this. This one song, i say with my utmost feelings, is truly amazing and for that, I Love it. I block out the world, and let the music flow through me, as though it becomes part of me. Which i am, part music, and o can thank my mother for that and for playing those songs to me at night.

Wed, 21 Jul 2004 07:25:00 GMT

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Here i am

Wed, 21 Jul 2004 05:42:07 GMT

BLAH BLAH BLAH I have no friends...blah blah blah....i am a girl.....blah blah blah yeah iu have nothing to say but the usual, yeah... i have no boyfriend. my life sucks. i am ugly. i hate the world.

the poem Danny wanted, and the last thing i'll write about him

Wed, 30 Jun 2004 22:16:59 GMT

I take a bullet to the head
everytime your name is said

i just wanted someone for a while
someone who could make me smile

i can't believe the things you say
I dodn't think i''d be this way

countless times i've sat and cried
I can't believe the way you lied

I hate the feelings i always get,
the same i got the day we met.

Here's the poem about you
the one you wanted; and it's true

it couldn't get any shittier

Mon, 28 Jun 2004 13:09:43 GMT

If you could lie anymore than you did, i think your head would explode. I know that you must have been shitting me for a week now. Yeah. I just think that if you didn't like me, then you shouldn't have EVER said or done anything. This is my life Dan, if you care to read this. I put on this act, you see, I am happy, my life seems to be happy go lucky, when really, it's the shittiest time ever. Theni meet someone, someone i can trust. then either it's "your more like a friend to me." or, they end up liking my better-looking counterpart, Erickah. It is, in truth, a shitty life for me. The reason i haven't any self-esteem is, it's all fucking gone. I gave it up or lost it. I wake up to "you look like shit." or "no one likes you Lillie, you're too fat." then someone comes along and says..."you're beautiful." and i think Wow, that's a first. Then i realize that sometime people lie and when they do, it hurts. Maybe no one has done it to you, maybe they have, but you aren't like me. You never will be, no one will. and that's probably a good thing. Who the fuck would want to be a fat, ugly, stupid idiot anyway? Furthermore, who'd want me? I know you don't. But you know what? I will stop dumping on you, if you haven't stopped reading this yet, and maybe think about somemore of the lies you told me.

yeah

Mon, 28 Jun 2004 04:48:48 GMT

I load the gun, i look into the barrel and pull the trigger. Noone notices, no one cares. You tell them what happend they never knew i was there.

The World SUCKS COCK

Mon, 28 Jun 2004 04:42:57 GMT

No....only some people do. I think i could never be madde4r, or sadder. God this really sucks. I think that if my world could get any shittier....it could be. This is only typical, really really typical. this only seems to happen to me. It was only inevitable really. Obviosly. yeah this is shitty. THANX DAN, for this shit! I really love you for the phone call. I really do, I am beginning to think that EVERYTHING you said was BULLSHIT. FOr real now. as gary said, no handy, no love.

shiznit

Sun, 27 Jun 2004 20:22:47 GMT

Ah ha! I knew it all along! I wish i could see Danny more often, but see eachother more, may pull us apart. Because the more you see someone, the more, and more you dislike them, and well...i really don't want that to happen to Danny and I. Truth be told, i think that maybe this is for the best, us not seeing eachother so much. Because we are so alike eachother, we'd get sick of one another very quickly. I know, maybe that wont happen, but, you never know. No one does. I think that maybe...i am seeing him too much, and well, perhaps i am coming across as a little needy at times, so i won't call Danny everynight, i'll let him sleep until 2....and well, not ask for him to xome over every day. I just hope that nothing bad will happen between us, because right now, i need Danny, and I am not sure if he needs me as much. I don't Love him in the way soemone loves their husband or wife or what ever, but i do like him alot, and I don't want that to change. I hope it doesn't, and if it could get anybetter, then so be it. I just don't want it to be different, or let anything get between us. I don't want to be a jelious girlfriend, not that I am, and I don't want to be bitch, and i don't know about that. A lot of people have said that i am lately.... or maybe i am hearing them wrong...huh right. N E wayz.

MY DADDY:

My dad's a fag. If you know him, or met him, you understand oh too well. Danny wont come over to my house because of him, and My dad wont let anyone with a penis come over anyway. So yeah. Another thing, my dad hates me. Yeah, everyone thinks that, but i really believe it. I have done nothing wrong to him and he'll get in my face and call me a witch. Fun stuff eh? yeah, and the other night, he hit me in my neck, and it really hurt. he i think, did it unintentionally, but still, it hurt me.

If you have taken the time to actaully read this, you either really like me, or are really really bored.

Some junk to live by.

Sun, 27 Jun 2004 19:24:48 GMT

This is stuff you must know:
1. If you walk down the road and you are a girl, and you see a red van/ truck, they will honk at you.
2. If you are a guy that resembles a human, they will also honk.
3. Aru Bye bye, Aru Bye bye.
4. If your boobs hang low and they wobble too and fro, cut them off!
5. If there's no come on your face because it's all in your belly, you are a foggot.
6. If you hump a mans sholder, that makes you a fackoty fox.
7. Dry humping is gross dude.
8. If you spell your name Cighle instead of Kyle, you're GAY.
9. If you can't come over, then you smell.
10.White is a color.

Been doing good lately

Sun, 27 Jun 2004 03:29:04 GMT

Hey Ya'll have reached Danny's ceyll phone..........that is a sentence i have heard too often...ahhh sighs. Well.....as you may have all guessed, i miss my little Danny poo....(forgive me for calling you that) btu you know... a date to rmember: 6/20. ahh yes. it only seemed like a week ago...wait...it was....HAHAHA! fun stuff that is you know. ANYWAYZ meon. sighing is what i do best....on the phone! hahaha Dan knows what i mean. Hehe. I looooove you. I really really do.....you know the rest. blah of the bleeh blah....DUDE!!!! i am UBER hyper right now. Where's Danny when i want to get it on... Only kidding. hehe. you know that i am royt? you best be BLAH! goyd i am Hyper! and gary's cpu says it's 8:24, when it's really 11:23. Poo! but i refuse to Fix it agh! AGH AGH UGH. blah blooh bleeh.........for some reason, i cannot wait until next weekend....... ZZZZZZZ.........Oh mah god it's Danny! YAY... you know. I will remeber my toof brush. I have bucked teeth. You know what else does? A beaver. and a cool goat. who i love and marry and call george. HAHA LALALa < that is a little A. A is for ASS! B is for BALLS. C is for Clam hat.....hehehe funny funny stuff..ebaums world is great. ahhh. Thanx Nicky for showing it to me. haha.

sighs

Sat, 26 Jun 2004 05:53:07 GMT

It's all sureal, and i hope that it not all some kind of sick joke because i would die if it was. I really do. I really like Danny, and I am SOOO happy that i met him. Maybe it was inevitable.... who knows. I hope i can see him more often. I really do.

If this is a joke, i really would die. because it would be really awful.

bob is the best bitch ever

Fri, 25 Jun 2004 21:24:11 GMT

WTF mate? this has been sooo crazy lataly, but that's always good. my friends said that i havea fun life....yeah...whatever. i am only kidding...and danny says hi.

Mon, 21 Jun 2004 08:15:48 GMT

The greatest things in the world are the things you can't see.

Mon, 21 Jun 2004 08:12:06 GMT

this is the coolest theemg ever mang.

The cockroach

Mon, 21 Jun 2004 06:33:51 GMT

There was a little roach, and he would approach

with a grin of glee, as he looked up at you and me

he creeps and he crawls in hiding on the walls

no one sees for a while, no one but Kyle

Crawling on the floor while looking for more

and crawls up daves side, only trying to hide.

He flys through the air and dave doesn't care.

Smooshed on the ground form one hard pound

with out a head he's surely dead.

on the seventh day he will lay

and be dead, do not dread

about this bug with out the love.

and I am a poet and i dodn't even know it.

Yay! I am happy, and it's about time.

Mon, 21 Jun 2004 04:32:42 GMT

I FINALLY have a boyfriend! Kudos to me! YAY! I am one happy parson! ;) hawhawhaw!

"click click click"

Fri, 18 Jun 2004 20:15:20 GMT

Erickah clicks the pen. I slowly go insane. When I close my eyes i realize that i am dead....well, not really. This pen will be the death of me! soo beautiful.

As the depression sets in

Fri, 18 Jun 2004 03:56:19 GMT

I am sitting here and wondering how my life will end. The tears stream down, and i am thinking of how come my life could possibly be so shitty. This aching sensation slowly eats away at my feelings, my life and my soul. I am so tired of this feeling always being a norm. I don't think that it is fair for me at all to live this way. the way i act towards other is generally nice, but all get in return is a shitty responce from the world around me. Hatred is all i feel now and it's not the right way a person should be treated at all. No matter what! this face i posses my be an obsinity. This body i dwel in may be discust, but that means absolutly nothing. The future is too long, and yet i cannot wait for it to come and become a past. i don't want to live the life I live in. My future will mean absolutly nothing to anyone else. My past will be no history. My words will never be remembered. My face will be long amongst oblivian, and there is nothing i can do. I am sitting here and wondering how my life will end. Will I end it, possibly, the outlook is looking good. Will i doe old and happy and with a fulfilled life? Doubtebly so. Will i doe alone and wishing I had changed a long time before to put on an act and pretend to be like i am not? Perhaps. So, I am sitting here and wondering how my life will end.

This may mean something to you, maybe not. Most people do not care for me or my words, but i will still put them out maybe someone will be listening.

JESUS LIZARD 101

Mon, 07 Jun 2004 22:53:37 GMT

He doesn't look like Jesus, But he acts just like him.

FRIEND TEST

Thu, 03 Jun 2004 00:37:44 GMT

Heres a test to prove how good of a friend you are:

1. Your best friend likes someone a lot and you like them to, but not as much, and the person you like goes to kiss you, you
a)let them kiss you and say "skrew my friend."
b)Kiss them and stop and think about your friend.
c)back away and say you can't
2. You want to go to the beach and look for guys, but your friend isn't that guy crazy and doesn't want to just walk up to guys and start flirting you
a) Forget about your friend and meet guys anyway
b) Accenedtly meet some guys and try to hook you and your friend up.
c) Say it's okay and stay with you friend the whole time.
3.You want to hang out with a friend but your best friend doesn't get along, you
a)leave you best friend and go anyway
b)You try to ask them to get along and hope for the best
c) Stay with your bestfrien and do what ever.

send me the scores and I'll tell you your friend scale.

One eyed purple people eaters

Wed, 02 Jun 2004 23:10:55 GMT

Hey people! I am here again to complain how much I am mad at the whole friggen world! *sighs* If someone would only think about me or talk to me about stuff other than drugs or alcohol (which seems to be my boyfriend lately) or something, and actually ask how i am doing or something, that would put a smile on my face. That's all I want, is the feeling of being loved. When you love someone, it is always good to be loved in return.

A tear falls

no one calls

my name is lost

a meaningless cost.

wishfull thinking

a feeling of sinking

darkness crawls

my heart falls

to a place

full of disgrace

torment and hate

nothing is left to clean the slate.