this will most likely be my last tblog post. I'll repeat the "most likely" part because i never know what the heck i think anymore... but i will be updating a lot less often if i do decide to keep it. well, in accordance to the wishes of 'white'. i will now post Mexican Seafood by Nirvana...
Mexican Seafood
Oh, itchy flakes, it isn't through me Till the jaw's in flames, it's entertaining True, the fungus mold is my attraction Oh, it's only a dys-infection
Only hurts a night, until I pee Only hurts a night, until I sleep
Oh, coming up, and diarrhea On the tile floor, a gummy pizza In the toilet bowl, aroma cloudy Toss, feel it burn, become a chowdered mess
Only hurts a night, until I pee Only hurts a night, until I sleep
Oh, take my bed, I've just consumed some Flies, bugs and fleas and even mucus Stain the Vaseline, and tainted burgers Stop, in case it learns, and takes a joke as such
Uhh... ~~~
PEACE LOVE EMPATHY, Megalynn Novella Bee
I'll go out of my way to prove I still smell her on you
"I got this friend, you see Who makes me feel And I wanted more then I could steal I'll arrest myself, I'll wear a shield I'll go out of my way to prove I still Smell her on you" -Nirvana, [i]Lounge Act[/i]
this weekend i went to gatlinburg with my church class. i thought it was going to suck... but it wasnt that bad i guess. soemone that hasnt talked to me in forever finally talked to me. i had to take care of screaming babies all day sunday and spend 3 and a half hours with them on the way home... -.-
guys suck... thats all i have to say left to say..... 8)
Sliver-
Mom and dad went to a show They dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's I kicked and screamed, said please don't go
Grandma take me home
Had to eat my dinner there Mashed potatos and stuff like that I couldn't chew my meat's too good
She said, well, don't you start your crying Go outside and ride your bike That's what I did, I killed my toe
After dinner, I had ice cream I fell asleep and watched TV I woke up in my mother's arms...
I wanna be alone
too clean for thrash, too pure for metal, too good to ignore...
nothing to blog about... just felt like posting something on here.... ill probably just ramble through most of this.
do you know what 'flipper babies' are? there babies born without any arms... i thought that was interesting... anne geddes (however you spell her name) is a really cool 'baby artist'. one of my freinds intorduced me to her work... its great. im thinking of posting a pic of a 'flipper baby'.... hmm... yes yes... i think i will.
crap... cant find one... well, ill post an anne geddes..
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this has to be one of her most famous pictures...
me and my freind were looking at an anne geddes website nd were accused of bieng baby porn fanatics by some kid...
My throat hurts... i think i'll listen to some Nirvana. ~Kurts will for suicide -by Megalynn
ive been thrown into the direction of another one of my Kurt Cobain/Nirvana spells... so im obsessed with him AGIAN! thanks for rekindling the flame, cara! ^.~ if it werent for the man himself, underground music wouldnt even be recognized... unfortunately for you, this entry is going to be about my little opinion on why he killed himself that no one gives a shit about...
From my viewpoint of the whole entire Nirvana movement and Kurt's life, he wasn't depressingly sick in the head, the drugs didn't matter, he even thought his life was good... and for the most part, he was happy. Cobain wasn't stupid enough to kill himself over depression... for someone like him, depression is easily overcome through writing and living. The lyrical genious didn't kill himself over the commercialism his band produced, or the "lack of love" in his life that he said he felt... I'm sure it was there in his feelings, but it had really nothing to do with his suicide. His obvious hatred for the publicity was noticable all his rock star career and would have continued even after his death, just like he proved. No, Kurt's intellectual power stretched beyond that... His feelings were the cause of his death... and so were his thoughts. Have you ever had the feeling that reality just vanished before your eyes and you were an unknown entity even in your own body? That life had no purpose in your eyes, even one that was happy? That being alone meant not being hassled by everyone, though you don't mind the commute? I think that these things could have very well went through his mind all of his life... and his suicide was an expression of that feeling rather then the one people usually commit suicide for. It was the unimportance of life that he cared about. He loved, but the love had no meaning... Kurt said in his last written work that "I feel as if I should have a punch in time clock before I walk out on stage." That would be a little evidence as to why i think this way towards his feelings. If Cobain written how he truely feeled, the feeling of nothing, then he would come out as a cold, selfish bastard. Which he still let on to that, but it would have multipied by thousands if his true feelings were expressed. To me, his last letter to the world was all the feelings he knew he needed for the symptoms of suicide. He was feeling/had felt those feelings all before, and contributed to his death, but weren't the cause. Some people are meant to live, some to die. Some people are meant to help better benefit the masses, some are meant to contribute to the motivation of that benefit. Everyone has something to prove in one way or another, whether it's to a million people, 3 people, or just to themselves, it's the purpose of thier life. But Kurt was meant to prove that life has no existence... and he did just that. But for all we know, he could be sitting in a house in Aberdeen right now... With his ulcer-related stomache pains, throat still recovering, though its been years since his last pereformance, with his daughter beside him watching the latest news on mtv, making sarcastic comments about the unrealism of it all.
lol... it still needs proof reading... ^.~ i hope somene actually reads this lol 8)
I will admit, I hate those things I said. Girls always cry, guys will never admit they did
i dont feel like bitching about stuff in my blog today.. go figure... instead, i think ill just post something as stupid as my classes... 1st period is Mrs. Helton by request because she's my fav. teacher ^.~ 2nd is Mrs. Dickerson yay! i really like her too... 3rd is *ugh* Mr. Nixon -.o boring... and 4th i have Mrs. Bell or The Horse Lady for art history
i love art history!!! i cant wait to have it again tommorrow ^.O. oh yes... and cara said she loved me ^.^ ^.^ and she also gave me a kick-ass kurt cobain bio thingy thats great cause i love kurt (yes...im a necro o.O) and a piggie charm bracelet thingy!!! cause thingies rule and cara must have known that i think thingies rule so she gave me 2 thingies!!!! and they rule!!! *.*
It's raining, again Grey clouds hang Above the sodden land People soaked to the bone Wander through puddles In their bleak raincoats And their bleak shoes And their bleak umbrellas And the rain sleets down On our heads The world is silent Except for the sound of nature Which lasts forever
- Unknown
To bad you're wrong, don't need a mom dad slave drive song
to go along also with that last entry, and also because i just watched the movie 'loser' (which is awesome), im thinking about making my own style. such as making my clothes the way i want them to be... i think cara also does this.. and if your reading this chicka.. i swear im not 'stealing your idea' and trying to be a 'wannabe'.. i jus thtought it was a killer idea from the movie.. i know oyu cant really steal something like that from anyone else, its something thats your own.. i was just making sure no one was going to look at this that way... 8)
now mom... if your reading this... i need to go to umm... well.. somewhere.. really anywhere i can and find some black shirts and stuff.... :wink: dont freak on me mom... you wont enjoy this, but i will. lol... :twisted:
And mom and dad posses the key of instant slavery...
yes yes... a new year, a new style for me. last year i think i was prep/punk... this year im whatever-the-hell-i-wanna -be. and im enjoying it so far. :wink:
to go along with the new year, the beginning of new things, and being adventurous, im going to do something i havent done in forever... add lyrics, lyric excerpts, quotes, poems, or poem excerpts to the ending of my blog entries... yes yes... new things lay beyond the horizon... i can feel it :D
so the first song ill post the lyrics to (or part of) will be Smashing Pumpkins- Today
"Today is the greatest day Ive ever known Cant live for tommorow, tommorows much to long Ill burn my eyes out before I get out I wanted more than life could ever grant me Bored by the chore of saving face Today is the greatest day Ive ever known Cant wait for tommorow I might not have that long Ill tear my heart out before I get out Pink ribbon scars that never forget I tried so hard to cleanse these regrets My angel wings were bruised and restrained My belly stings Today is the greatest day... That I have ever really known"
now... a quote for the new year... this has always been one of my favorite quotes...
"There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors." -- Jim Morrison
this will most likely be my last tblog post. I'll repeat the "most likely" part because i never know what the heck i think anymore... but i will be updating a lot less often if i do decide to keep it. well, in accordance to the wishes of 'white'. i will now post Mexican Seafood by Nirvana...