beautiful girl love the dress.... COZ IT'S GONE DADDY GONEEEE

Gone Daddy Gone... coz it Gone Daddy Gone... *squeals* gotta love them Femmes.. who dun like the femmes? Rot in hell!! I had a good day, well as good as can be expected with a bitch arseingly nasty coldy/fluey thing that just won't shake... damn evil homeroom teachers like mrs o'shea for picking on me :((... yay for echineacea (a hippy pill a day keeps the doktor at bay)... I need to chage this song before it becomes catchin... i wish i could play guitar! at least i would have something to fall back on after i finish year 12... i realised the worst thing, i wrote shane gillespie instead of jason gillespie in my analysis of articles suck, and he's the cute one too! NOW I CAN'T DAMN CHANGE IT!!!hERE'S some basic maths for peoplesean connery + bobby briggs = robbie williamsnow you can see why he is the perfect man! someone smart can make a parabola graph for me.... a^2= alliteration (the ^2 is just for decoration) adn that's how my mentality will remain.I saw the careers counsellor today, I'll send you all a postcard from preston tafe. i'm going through my career options and i'm all like, like, like i wanted to be a teacher, but everyone says i'll be CRAP... and she's like no no, put it down a Dip Ed is fulfilling, lol...I'm going to strangle Volpe, but i'll go into detail about that at a later date...*coughs* hrmmmm... yes yes, yes... i like mushrooms

All w...

All we want is a headrush.All we want is to get out of our skin for a while.We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything...anything we want, anyway.We used to hate people,now we just make fun of them - it's more effective that way.We don't live, we just scratch on day-to-day with nothing butmatchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets and all we're waiting for isfor something worth waiting for.Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve.Let's stop saying "don't quote me" because if no one quotes you,you probably haven't said a thing worth saying.Sex, drugs, God, cash, sex, drugs, God - AmericaWe need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside.We all just want to die a little bit.We fear that pop-culture is the only kind of culture we're ever gonnahave.We want to stop reading magazines, stop watching TV, stop caringabout Hollywood, but we're addicted to the things we hate.We don't run Washington and no one really does.Ask not what you can do for your country;ask what your country did to you.Sex, drugs, God, cash, sex, drugs, God - AmericaThe only reason we're still alive is because someone has decided tolet you live.We owe so much money we're not broke, we're broken; we're sopoor we can't even pay attention.So what do you want? You want to be famous and rich and happy butyou're terrified you have nothing to offer this world, nothing to sayand no way to say it, but you can say it in a few languages.You are more than a sum of what you consume.Desire is not an occupation.You are ultimately thrilled and desperate, sky-high and fucked.Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves,let's stop this and start over.Let's go out - let's keep going!This your life, this is your fucking life!We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside.Quit whining, you haven't done anything wrong because franklyyou haven't done much of anything.Someone's writing down your mistakes.Someone's documenting your downfall.kmfdm- "dogma" feat. nicole blackman

I w...

I would like*A bass guitar*Chanel Number 5*A university place*Sanity*The Models ABCDEFG etc album on CD*Some security*and finally, if i'm not asking too much and end to war rhetoric or calls for militant regime change, adequate funding of medicare and community services, and can you make sure the Brendan Nelson's Tertiary Education Review doesn't end in the deregulation of university fees? Actually, you can do all this by just putting the *L*iberals in a leaky boat and ensuring they all drown.Does my generation have anything to look forward to?

so where have i been...

I got bored with the internet, the notion of logging on was/is shuddersome...I saw the Chili Peppers, got really bsd Political Studies results, went away, got plastered... repeatedly... got another piercing (left nipple) next i want to get a phoenix tattooed across my lower backpref before may (i've set myself a deadline, lol) and i want to get three barbells through the flesh on the top of my left arm (hard to describe and will hurt, a LOT) saw PJ Harvey... boycotted the big day out, began school again, i'm not in year 12, i'm in "denial"can't remember anything else

my email to our prime minister

An important message from one of your constituents.Propaganda is the worst form of terrorism.The amount of money spent/wasted on the proliferation of hysteria amongst the populace could have been much better spent on pressing social needs including adequate Medicare funding, more funding for university places or even the funding of a youth peak body like the currently embrionic AYAC.I'm undecided on whether or not to return your frivolous document to Senator Abetz or keep it as a momento of the glorious moments within your term. Hopefully it will show my grandchildren exactly why they should be voting Green.Yours, in disgust,Lise *

I'm a ocean in...

I'm a ocean in your bedroom Make you feel warm Make you want to re-assume Now we know it all for sure I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat Make the snow fall Up from underneath your feet Not alone, I'll be there Tell me when you want to go I'm a meth lab first rehab Take it all off And step inside the running cab There's a love that knows the way I'm the rainbow in your jail cell All the memories of Everything you've ever smelled Not alone, I'll be there Tell me when you want to go Sideways falling More will be revealed my friend Don't forget me I can't hide it Come again make me excited I'm an inbred and a pothead Two legs that you spread Inside the tool shed Now we know it all for sure I could show you To the free field Overcome and more Will always be revealed Not alone, I'll be there Tell me when you want to go Sideways falling More will be revealed my friend Don't forget me I can't hide it Come again get me excited I'm the bloodstain On your shirt sleeve Coming down and more are coming to believe Now we know it all for sure Make the hair stand Up on your arm Teach you how to dance Inside the funny farm Not alone, I'll be there Tell me when you want to go