[07 Dec 2004|03:22pm] Recommend me some live journal friends that will actually comment and stuff. 12 comments|comment

where are my friends? GET OFF THE INTERNET! [14 Nov 2004|11:01am] [ mood | GAHH ] [ music | le tigre ] two days!!!!!!!!!1 1 comment|comment

[13 Nov 2004|01:00am] WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE, WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE, WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE, WE EAT YOUR HATE LIKE LOVE HOW DOES THAT FEEL? IT FEELS BLIND. comment

[10 Nov 2004|09:25pm] [ music | LE TIGRE!!! ] I'm SOO EXICTED!! 1 comment|comment

taken from prada girl [04 Nov 2004|03:51pm] I am writing this letter to the people in the red states in the middle of the country -- the people who voted for George W. Bush. I am writing this letter because I don't think we know each other. So I'll make an introduction. I am a New Yorker who voted for John Kerry. I used to live in California, and if I still lived there, I would vote for Kerry. I used to live in Washington, DC, and if I still lived there, I would vote for Kerry. Kerry won in all three of those regions. Maybe you want to know more about me. Or maybe not; maybe you think you know me already. You think I am some anti-American anarchist because I dislike George W. Bush. You think that I am immoral and anti-family, because I support women's reproductive freedom and gay rights. You think that I am dangerous, and even evil, because I do not abide by your religious beliefs. Maybe you are content to think that, to write me off as a "liberal" -- the dreaded "L" word -- and rejoice that your candidate has triumphed over evil, immoral, anti-American, anti-family people like me. But maybe you are still curious. So here goes: this is who I am. I am a New Yorker. I was here, in my apartment downtown, on September 11th. I watched the Towers burn from the roof of my building. I went inside so that I couldn't see them when they fell. I had friends who were inside. I have a friend who still has nightmares about watching people jump and fall from the Towers. He will never be the same. How many people like him do you know? People that can't sit in a restaurant without plotting an escape route, in case it blows up? ( more ) 34 comments|comment

[03 Nov 2004|06:55am] What a day to wear black. 2 comments|comment

yikes, [01 Nov 2004|06:41pm] [ music | coldplay ] tomorrow is election day. 10 comments|comment

[12 Oct 2004|10:55pm] THE ULTIMATE SILENCE October 12, 1998 Six years ago today, Matthew Shepard was murdered for being homosexual. What will you do to end the silence? Click here to post this on your own page or weblog 5 comments|comment

see the curios girl with that look on her face... [08 Oct 2004|05:08pm] [ mood | curious ] I know I should be sitting with my mother since she can't get out of bed, but I can't seem to hold myself down in one position for over a time span of 5 minutes. I rather be at Ashley's house, listening to music, or walking somewhere unknown. We'd sit on the couch with Dez and I'd ask her mother if she likes humus. Oh well, I'm stuck here until tomorrow. 3 comments|comment

[09 Jul 2004|10:59pm] Tell me anything, anonymously. 27 comments|comment

attn; [16 Apr 2004|02:44pm] Dear Lizzie. You are an amazing person, Don't listen. Cover your ears, don't listen to them when they say all that JUNK. Highschool drama, OH OH OH! Let me go tell all my livejournal friends, Trust me. My dear dear Lizzie, you're worth much more than they know. And you know what? This isn't my place to jump in and say anything, but i don't care. I don't care who reads this, or leaves rude comments, really i don't. So please all the negative commenters, put your two cents in. Lizzie, as for you. You know, i noticed something different about you since the day i talked to you, You aren't like them, The monsters. They didn't get to you, and even if they tried, they wouldn't make it. I hate those who take little things and make them into HUGE STORIES, the headlines, the war. Do we need this? The extra stress? The drama? Caused by who, our FRIENDS? it makes you question, are they really friends? Did they ever understand? Don't worry, i have friends like that too. Who just expect you to sit home and be content, and when one of their friends asks to you to come over, They expect you to say "No. soandso will get upset." Fuck them, They can share. Are people so GREEDY that sharing a friend is one fucking sin? It's all one big joke if you ask me, and we're the fucking laugh. Love; Ashley. 1 comment|comment

[16 Apr 2004|10:06am] Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-leeta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. 2 comments|comment

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