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How odd. Anyway, she died of brain cancer on Thursday, so I figured I'd re-post the Alkaline Trio song about her just for shits and giggles.
you're on your own, my little nightmare.
you cannot stay here: it's far too bright for you.
if they attack you, just lay there; play dead dear,
it's your only hope of pulling through.
and seconds, they seem like a lifetime, a dream;
recurring, a dream that can't come true.
and they'll pin it all on you, after all you've been put through.
"Sadie G. - she's crazy, see?"
that's what the white coats say.
and now, Ms. Susan A.,
you're losing every opportunity,
to put us all away.
now, run along, my little nightmare.
your job is done here. you've scared them all to death.
if they revive them, just sit there.
just smile, dear. make them thankful for every breath.
this sentence may seem like a lifetime of screams,
that's curdling the blood they found on you,
and your knives and clothing, too, Charlie's broken .22.
"Sadie G. - she's crazy, see?"
that's what the white coats say.
and now, Ms. Susan A.,
you're losing every opportunity.
well, they've found you, and they shipped you,
up the river the same way that you bound, and gagged,
you shot, then stabbed. you tried to set them free,
but they've thrown away the keys.
" HOW COULD IT NOT BE RIGHT IF IT IS DONE WITH LOVE?
I HAVE NO REMORSE FOR DOING WHAT WAS RIGHT FOR ME. "
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| Tumblog, actually. Yes, I update it more than Xanga. HOWEVER, this is not a replacement for my beautiful, amazing Xanga weblog. See, I only started it for... fuck, I don't even remember why I started it. Oh, that's right! I started it during the elections because there was this Obama election account or something that I wanted to follow but could only do so if I had a Tumblr account. I reblogged pictures and Obama-related things, mostly, then stopped using it. Then I went back to using it, and now I follow a total of 68 accounts, which is like absolute death to my Dashboard, and I reblog like a bitch - mostly photos and semi-hilarious things. Also, mostly Billie Joe Armstrong and/or Green Day related things, Kathleen Hanna / Le Tigre / Bikini Kill / riot grrrl movement / feminist things, cupcakes and other foods (such as those on This Is Why You're Fat), a bunch of quotes, etc. Occasionally, yes, I make a post that makes it seem like I am using it as a real blog. Until you read said posts and realise that there are very, very few of them, and that they are very short in nature and completely irrelevant and not really a recap of my day at all. Initially meant to not have my name, photos, or any information about me, making me a complete stranger to Tumblrites and any people that may be following me, and initially meant for nobody to know that I even had the account in the first place - friends, family, boyfriend, whatever - I seem to have broken all of those rules, so fuck it. Linkage: http://transparent-eyes.tumblr.com Again, this is not meant to replace my Xanga in any way, shape, or form. In addition, I have also created http://babybellatrix.tumblr.com for the gorgeous kitten (what was/is meant to be daily photographs of her and her "blog"), and run *slash* own http://fuckyeahkathleenhanna.tumblr.com . | | |
| "I have a question. Now, you're a very pretty girl."
"How have you never had a boyfriend before?" or "How has no guy been interested in you?" or some form of question pertaining to how I've never had a relationship and how I've never gotten "the look", etc. Mostly related to high school I believe.
All of this gets lost in translation when it's been several hours and I have the memory of a goldfish and the attention span of a toddler, but you get the point. I was complimented to a high degree.
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