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wait,whose keys are these?
Apparently,Fu Hui has keys called Alicia.I think they're twins.
Okay,let me enlighten to to our lameness.
Someone asked me where's my key.So I said, "Here's my key!" and I pulled it out.
Then,Siti took it and said "No,it's MY key."
Then,Drusilla took it and said,"No,it's MY KEY!"
I said "IT'S MY KEY!"
Then I started laughing at how my key sounds like Mikey!AHAHAHA.
So MY key,is now known as M(Y)IKEY!
And Fu Hui,during the speech by Mrs Tiro,said that her keys were named Alicia,so her keys are Alicia Keys.Get it?
So I just realised,'If my key is Mikey,and Fu Hui's keys are called Alicia Keys.'Then...........OMG MY key is married to one of Fu Hui's Alicia Keys.
You know since Mikey and Alicia=Married.
So our keys are married!AHAHAHHA.
This post is full of laughs.From me.
Trust us,to make lame jokes.From keys!
It happens.
We don't appreciate what we've got until we've lost it.
When you do,it's already gone.That's when you start to regret.
We don't know how those harmful words you said about your friend affected them,until you've lost them.
You realise that it's possible that you've lost their friendship forever.You wish that you could take back everything that you said.
You may have never have gotten the chance to say that last goodbye to someone you love.
When you found out about it,you try and choke back tears,feeling helpless.
It's not your fault.You didn't knew it was coming.
You can't deal with your life,you're feeling jaded.
Then you eye your razorblade and...
That's the end of you,as you died.But you never fully realised..
To you,killing yourself was a form of escape.But to others, it was suicide.
Violence is not an option,even as a last resort.
If you do however,the reality sinks in,the consequences of what you've done.
Sometimes,we can never repair the foolish things that we've done.
The only thing we can do is learn from them,and move on.
You don't look innocent enough.
Let's play a game. Chances are you won't win.
By the way I'm controlling you, you’re likely to give in.
Plastic, faker or plain deceiver, I’m just one big sham.
Because seriously, no one knows who I really am.
I could choose to 'like' you or not,
The next day, I may just flip you off.
Don't get fooled by my innocent demeanor,
With it, unsuspecting victims I lure.
Betrayer, backstabber ,I've been called a lot of things.
Can't recall the number of times that I've sinned.
Maybe this isn't the kind of life I want to lead, I don't know,
Walking down the line between indifference and insecurity.
I can't dig myself out of the hole I put myself into,
Heaven, hear my plea, "What am I supposed to do?"
The webs that I weaved, full of false pretenses and lies,
Make up the past I just can’t seem to put aside.
I only want to carry on,
Get away from who I once was, and what I've done.
What if they don't accept me? Think that this is one big lie?
They probably won't. Maybe I just shouldn't try?
I could run away from here and start afresh.
I may succeed, or just slip and fall, like a car-crash.
Possibilities run through my head, of what could be and what might.
Well, I can't actually know until I try, right?
Here it goes again.I spell checked my poem on Microsft Word.Apparently there were many grammar mistakes.
Stupid attention seeking people.I don't want drama.
Believe me when I say that I'm not worthy.
I suck.Big time.
I'm horrible.Is it better to be horrible,than a hypocrite?
I hope they'll understand.
But they wouldn't.
I don't get it.
Okay,I can understand the appeal of taking photos in the toilets.
I'm pretty much guilty of it myself BUT WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THE APPEAL OF FREAKING TOLIET PAPER????????
Does it make your photo cooler?No.Are you wearing it?(If you do,you need psychiatric help pronto.Or you could always go to Salvation army or something,to get clothes.)
Who am I kidding?People don't wear toilet paper,unless you spent all your money on Hello Kitty accessories,well too bad.
I think I can TP all the houses in my neighbourhood,if I steal all those toilet paper from all those lame-ass,so-called 'professional' photoshoots.
Sheesh,they don't get it,don't they?If they use too much toilet paper,Sheryl Crow would come after them,screaming 'Use only ONE FREAKING SHEET OF TOILET PAPER!!!AND YOU'RE NOT EVEN USING IT TO CLEAN YOUR ASS!"
That sounded pretty rude.I don't mean to say that she would do that,I understand that she's just kidding,but come on.
Make those 'scene' people stop before they make me puke.Go back to your stupid multi-coloured hair and your roadkill hats,whatever.
Actually,go back to THOSE would make me puke even more.
I think I'm gonna be hugging porcelain a lot more now.
She said "Let's put it this way:We make life interesting for you."
You know what?Four way phone calls are so fun.
Especially when one of your friend's sister is laughing non stop for like,I dunno 5 WHOLE MINUTES.
I'm in a doozy.I got an invite from a group,and I don't know if I should join them or not.
I mean,the current group I'm in is all about 'the place for originality; a place where people can be whoever they wanna be and accepted for that; a space people can express themselves and opinions.'quoted from what pipsykins said on the forum opening.
And the second one,I don't know,there are some posts about which scene queen is better?
I don't know.I have some respect for them,and if they use their status for a good cause,then good for them.But some are really hostile to people who don't look as perfect as her,one which I won't say...
I think I should just join a Brendon Urie fanclub.Makes more sense.
EH...
HAHA,cobrastarship totally answered my question...in the form of a music video.
I asked em "Who is the bunny?"
IT'S PATRICK!!@#@#
First a bear,now a bunny?
HAHAHHAHEHEH.
Okay,I just had to get this off my chest.
Oh,It Is Love.Like,finally.
I've been trying to listen to This Providence,but my computer is wack.
'My Beautiful Rescue' is so nicee.
It suits my friend who found out that whoever she likes likes her back to.
It warms my heart,haha that sounds lame but it's true.
Tell me I'm naive and I'll shove a book so far up your ass,you'll be coughing out Cinderella.
Got that thinger(shove well you get it) from quizilla.com.CalypsosPrison.Check out her stories,they're a riot.
Anyway,I want to ask you something.
Are we dead?Or just getting by?
Cause this feeling that I'm having makes me wonder if I'm alive.
Most of the people I now were put into like a poverty-striken country,they would just commit suicide.Because of some shit like they can't take it and they won't survive and all that shit.They didn't even bother and try to live.Maybe,it's better if they die,they weren't living their life anyway.
People can change.But you're gonna stick to being a lazy and selfish person,go ahead.
Why can't people try to believe in this world?I can't stand it.Is it cool to be a non-believer?
Stay a fucking non-believer and I'll tell you to FUCK THE HELL OFF.The world can so totally do without people like you.
One thing..
I've just realised that I have to wear pinafores for ten years of my life.
That's kinda weird..
AHHH,bdenroxs,why did you make me soo adddicted to that umbrella song.I can't stop singing it.





