Well Well...Look What Shannt Dragged In..lol

Ok....so I go to alot of concerts...and I meet alot of interesting people...I went to see Paramore in August of 06 and had the honor to meet Shaant.....lead singer of Cute Is What We Aim For.....he's a truly awesome guy and makes me smile.We would e-mail from time to time and I never really thought much of it..He got busy and what not and I just forgot about it.Until about a month ago when his band came back and he e-mailed me...we met up once again and it was like we were old friends....Either way we bounce stuff off of each other and he sent me this.....I love it....he's slightly on the verge of hating it...the curse of "Writers Block" has ended and has gave birth to this......

By drink 3 it seems that you are a mystery

To me and everyone in between

Your legs level as your head warms up to the blurry scene

Its a wonder that your body consistently redeems 

A fiend of fiction loaded with a pack of convictions

I dig your dirty diction

Im convinced that the only reason why you procrastinate

Is to be, is to be fashionably late

Such a waste of time for such an immaculate face

Only due to a lack of a particular taste

I pace, I prance, I do what I do at any chance

I am the substance and you are the abuse

I just wish that you could choose

I refuse, I refuse, I refuse to ignore

I put you off long enough

Luckily now I see by the score that you belong to be on top...

If I swoop down and swindle your vote

Does it count just the same or does it trigger a revolt?

Rip your jeans for me, regardless of the placement of the seams

I picked the finest thread, the one thin enough to infiltrate your mind, body and bed

Oh! I'm so obnoxious 

Yeah! you wish that I would stop it

Well! If you don't like the way it tastes in your mouth

Then please, go ahead and spit it out

I dig your dirty diction

Hinder or a helper

I have yet to relay to her

That i'm only good on paper

I'd prefer that she'd defer 

I'd love to help your habit

But I doubt that I could grab it.

This is self imposed self control

So Where do I pay the toll?

I was once known as a wordsmith 

Now i can't come up with anything worth shit

Do I look like a runner up to you?

I am the champ with far too many chips

I haven't even come close to do what Im about to do.

My First Love...

I love Chris dearly...I honestly do.......

But recently I got to thinkin about my first love......I loved him...he didn't love me...well not in that way atleast.

He was head over hills for my other friend.....who didn't really give a fuck about him...but she used that to her advantage,but that's a different story.

Either way he became one of my best friends...and I'm worried

I haven't spoken to him in awhile and I never get an answer on his phone which is VERY strange.I wrote to his mother and she told me he had been down lately....He just thought he would be somewhere different right now in life.But things didn't seem to work out...

I'm just freaked out....I'm worried....I don't want him to do anything stupid....

If only I could talk to him...maybe,just maybe I could help..........

::Sigh::

I'm Actually Gonna Save Money.....

I want this phone....

It's gorgeous!!!!...I'll feel like I'll have a bootleg I-Phone....lol....

So I am making a vow....I'm gonna actually save money....for a new phone.....lol......I like my phone now...I'm happy to have one...but I love this one.... :)

She Cries.....

At night, when no one could hear her

In her room, where not a soul could see her

Her whole heart, of tragedy and failure
To the blackened heavens that delivers no cure

Through till after the moon had set
In her dreams where demons still crept
The longing for freedom from inside
And it rains and pours and never subsides

In that early morning rise
And then hides her face in disguise
Till after the pain numbs itself
And then sets it aside in the shelf

Throughout the hours of every day
In different shades of gray
Can you see it in her eyes
But no one really cares when she cries...

Nobody Knows

Nobody Knows

My life goes round and round in circles,

Where I stop nobody knows,

If it’s ever gonna end,

I’ll never know unless it does.

I just want to burst out in tears,

Every night and everyday,

I just want to die so bad,

Nobody cares what I say,

Or how I feel because nobody knows,

No-one will ever know,

Everyday it gets worse,

Can’t cope anymore,

I wish it would just stop,

Cause I feel like I never should have even been born,

And don't want to be alive if my life is going to be like this,

It feels like hell,

So why am I still here?

I wish I knew the answers,

To all these questions,

Then maybe I could change things,

And I wouldn’t want to die.

Why doesn’t it just end?

I wish it did,

But it seems like its never going to end,

So why am I still here?