More Quizzes my Lovelies!!!

You Have a Melancholic Temperament

Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything. You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life. You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you. Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace. You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life. Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times. At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you. You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others. You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.

What Temperment Are You?

You Are a Martini

There's no other way to say it: you're a total lush. You hold your liquor well, and you hold a lot of it!

What Mixed Drink Are You?

Candy Cigarettes

You're a total badass, but you don't taste very good.

What Kind of Candy Are You?

Slacker Kid

High school was a place you showed up occasionally, but you didn't really leave a mark. You hated rules, authority, and structure. In fact, you still do.

Who Were You In High School?

Your Heart Is Orange

Love equals unbridled happiness for you. You enjoy the wild ride of falling in love. And while the ride is fun for a while, you always get off once the thrill is gone. Your flirting style: Hyper Your lucky first date: Anything you need your passport for! Your dream lover: Is both daring and well grounded What you bring to relationships: Energy

What Color Heart Do You Have?

Your Reputation Is: Mystery Girl

You're the girl that everyone is trying to figure out. Men are attracted to your intriguing persona - and women want to copy it!

What's Your Reputation?

You Are a Bad Girl

You are 20% Good and 80% Bad You're a total bad girl, from your wild hair to tattooed toes. But you're too badass to even care if you're labeled "bad"!

Are You a Good Girl or a Bad Girl?

You Are Chocolate Caramel Kiss Lip Gloss

Saying that you're one of a kind is ... well ... an understatement. You're unusual, quirky, wacky - and you love to challenge people. And you are a total trendsetter. Your friends are quick to copy your fashion and music tastes. Which is why chocolate caramel is your perfect flavor. It's as rare and outrageous as you are.

What Flavor Lip Gloss Are You?

Your Vibe Is Somewhat Sexy

On a good day, you're the sexiest woman in the world But on a bad day, you can't help but feel a little average Try to remember the times you've felt the sexiest... And keep that attitude even on the worst of days

How Sexy Is Your Vibe?

You Are Bad Girl Sexy

Girl, you are nothing but trouble. And that's hot. You've got the classic bad girl sexiness mojo going on. And your badass attitude makes men fear you - and crave you. Don't give into people who say to tone it down. You're perfect as is.

What Kind of Sexy Are You?

Blind

don't look at me;

you may not like what you see.

these chains that bind me

also set me free.

this waxen skin

secrets away my rotten core.

my porcelain doll facade

covers a lifeless virgin whore

drown me n your broken dreams

roses torn asunder.

give me candy sweet as sin

while thorns drag me under.

bury me in your blood, sweat and tears

tell me i'm forsaken.

then before the dawn will die

my beautifulanathema will awaken.

reaching out passionate loathing;

cold fingers clutch your heart,

draw breath to scream, then sigh it out,

as your life departs.

it seems the end has come my dear:

lift up your bloodstained hands.

your death a merciful blessing

as death on wings does land.

From Four to X-Y-Z

A touch
pain in a bottle
hot, cold, electric,
eternal intoxication.
Weeping torrents
of blood
too red to be real.
Candy sweet as sin.
Heroin-laced
perfection flowing
through my veins.
You can have my body,
but not my mind.
Searching for the truth
among a sordid pack of lies.
Your eyes
sweep me under.
Picking off scabs
as the smoke chokes me.
Every raindrop is
acid on my skin.
Every whisper,
a burning brand
on my soul.

straying off the beaten path.

Well- I'm back. Obviously. Yeah- I went down to MS 4 xmas... like i do every year.

k- here's what i got for xmas: 100$, a 25$ gift card to barnes and noble, a purse, and converse shoes. pretty low list. but in any case: i now have enough money to go get something from hot topic... maybe a few, and get the drumset... or give to alan to get the drumset to bring to my house and even tho it's "mine" it's really "his," but not exactly... in any case: he knows what i mean.

i still haven't seen david. that pisses me off some. i just... really miss him, and he's down here. but... yeah. lol: i could care less about the goddamn present. i was never really interested in getting it: i was more interested in him actually coming down. There's only 2 days til he leaves. I really really want to see him: i hope i do. However, as bad as this sounds, i'm not expecting anything. I guess... I just don't want my hopes to get mercilessly dashed on the rocks. Even though I'll still be upset. Argh... I don't know how to explain it. Just... yeah.

Not much else is really going on. Well... ok- maybe it is... but not really the point. I am going to go post on cfm now, maybe my other one... which like... 2 of you ppl who read my stuff have. but yeah. that's all for now.

and don't ask about the title. i have my reasons

I've kissed 58 different ways...

1. [x] on the cheek
2. [x] on the lips
3. [x] on their hands or fingers
4. [x] in my room
5. [x] in their room
6. [x] of the opposite sex
7. [x] of the same sex
8. [ ] in a different state
9. [x] a little younger than me
10. [x] a little older than me
11. [x] with black hair
12. [x] with curly hair
13. [x] blonde hair and blue eyes
14. [ ] with red hair
15. [x] with straight hair
16. [x] shorter than me
17. [x] with a lip ring
18. [x]who i truly love/loved(at the time)
19. [x] who was drunk
20. [x] who was high
21. [x] in the morning
22. [x] right after waking up
23. [x] just before bed
24. [x] late at night
25. [ ] who I had just met
26. [x] who I really didn't want to kiss
27. [x] while i was going out with some else
28. [x] on a bed
29. [x] in a graveyard
30. [x] at school
31. [x] against a wall
32. [x] at a dance
33. [x] at a show (concert)
34. [] at the beach or lake
35. [x] in a pool
36. [x] who was/is a good friend
37. [x] in the rain
38. [ ] with an std
39. [x] in a car/taxi/bus
40. [x] at a party
41. [ ] on a plane
42. [x] in the movies
43. [x] in a bathroom
44. [x] in the dark
45. [ ] on a roof top
46. [ ] under water
47. [x] with a tongue ring
48. [ ] while driving
50. [x] who was dating someone else
51. [ ] a stranger
52. [x] more than one person at once
53. [x] goodbye forever
54. [x] when i was drunk
55. [] who didn't speak english
56. [] in a firetruck
57. [x] on a playground
58. [x] on a bench
59. [ ] in a hot tub
60. [ ] in the ocean
61. [x] on the floor
62. [x] on a table
63. [ ] in the shower
64. [x] on a trampoline
65. [ ] in the tubes at mcdonalds/burger king
66. [ ] on a cruise
67. [] in the snow
68. [x] under the stars
69. [ ] on a ski lift
70. [ ] in an elevator
71. [x] while chewing gum
72. [x] on a chair
73. [x] completely naked
74. [ ] under a waterfall
75. [ ] in a hot air balloon
76. [x] in the woods
77. [x] on the ear
78. [x] on the neck
79. [x] upsidedown
80. [ ] at a red light
81. [x] on a staircase
82. [ ] under a staircase
83. [x] while you're sleeping
84. [ ] on a rock jetti

Repost with the title "I've kissed (your number) different ways

concerts, tests, and reunions

Well- today was the band concert. I did pretty good (shut up Jennifer). so yeah. go me!
carrie played well also.
We hung out after school: me, carrie, and crystal mainly. when we got down to the gas station, cole, erica, dylan, drake, and a couple others were there. we had fun... (you know what i mean) but yeah.
so: tomorrow i have my 1st and 2nd period tests. the next day, 3rd and 4th, friday, 5th and 6th, monday 7th. i don't have one in eigth, so i'll probably just go for the one test. but yeah.
yay!!! i am like... ecstatically happy bc i get to see david in like... 5 days... ! i wish it were shorter... but yeah. can't have anything. anyway: i can finally get to figure out what he got me!!! but yeah... i don't care about seeing him, just what he got me. lol: i love you baby!!! but yeah: i am really really really really happy.
on the other hand... ugh... um... yeah. well... damn you carrie. anyway: crap. *sigh* ok: here's the deal. my anorexia bulemia bullshit has been... really... active... the biggest thing i've had to eat in the last week was the salad at bennigan's for the hornaments crap on saturday. everyday beside that i've been surviving on 1 slushee, 1 bag of chips, 1 bag of skittles, maybe some toast OR some rice... that's like: it. Any time i ate anything more, i made myself throw it up... and my body is used to this pattern: so I don't have to make myself after a certain point anymore: it just does it. i'll eat more than the norm (which i specified above) and then i'll throw up. at least i don't have teeth marks on my fingers anymore! *bitter laugh* but yeah: today, carrie and i were walking for like 20 min or something... and we were getting up to the school, and all of a sudden i got dizzy and faint... i didn't. faint that is. i came damn close though. Carrie got all worried. ...well... i'm not surprised. but that's not the point. ugh... it's just... i don't know. i'm basically into the whole: fat, worthless, untalented, stupid crap again. so... joy... ugh.
yeah... also: speaking of (i should really be putting this on carnival funhouse mirror) but yeah. ok: well: you know that whole inferiority complex and worthless crap i have going on? ok... um... *sigh* it's sort of... manifested itself i guess. i really don't have any other way to put this. it just... all the bad stuff i think of myself has grouped itself together and formed its own little... personality. but it's constantly in my head telling me i'm worthless: nobody cares: i'll never be good enough: i'm too stupid to see: too naive and i believe ppl when they say they care: i'll never amount to anything. *scoffs* right now it's telling me i shouldn't be telling you this stuff bc you'll use it again later to hurt me. and it's like... if i just sit there... i can see this little ::movie:: going on in my head. there's like this... me: the me real me, kneeling on the floor. and there's this other me ::the voice:: standing above me: she's got black, broken wings, black make-up, black clothes, black eyes: and i don't mean like how my eyes look black: they're literally black. and... the other me (which carrie and i have taken to calling jennifer) is yelling at me. telling me everything is wrong with me. i can't do anything right. i'm stupid. i'm fat. i'm ugly. i'm not talented. i'm ignorant. i'm worthless. nobody cares. everyone hates me. ppl only lift me up so they can let me go and watch me go crashing down. i'm not worth being strong: and i'm not worth crying. i'm not worth living: i'm not worth dying. i don't matter. and ME me will be crying. it's so pitiful. and i'll say something like... but they tell me they care. the jennifer will slap me, or kick me, or something. saying, how can i believe them when i don't even love myself. i loathe myself: why shouldn't they? and i believe it. nothing has really been going right lately. there is not really anything to prove otherwise... i just... can't really see it. *sigh* but yeah. crap: whatever. carrie tells me i should kill the little voice. i wish i could. i'm so depressed, and ... blah.
so yeah: that's what's been going on lately. *sigh* yeah. some good: mostly bad. *shrug* i'm dealing... well... suppressing. which is worse. but yeah. it's not like it matters anyway.

Cold

Crimson petals
leave questions to be answered
of insanity.
Bound to my coffin
as devils take flight.
Ripping my skeleton out of my flesh,
to walk in Death.
Rocking chairs swing from
weeping willow trees branches.
Pencils dancing from the sky
Zippers catching in fingernails,
ripping teeth.
Pick a daisy to die
for your perfume of mosaic windows.
Doors drifting in your path
Pick one and laugh at the
sickness and pain inside.
your rape a sweet succession
of sour and apples.
Rotten to the core you will see
that you never meant anything to me.

Pencil Lead #2

Reducing you to another particle of dust,
You repressent everything I abhor.
Smothering you in the dead leaves of autumn,
Drowning you in a sea of blood.
Must cease your breathing.
Fuck you, you never loved me anyway.
Letting time ravage you.
My despair cleaning your bones.
Smash your face in with a hammer of hate.
Look at me with dead eyes,
I'll simply look away.
you and your ridiculous expectations
will be buried tonight.
Shattering the windows of your glass house.
and burning down your dreams.
all my scars opening up
to shed a torrent of crimson tears again.
---
Let's play a game:
Scream for your mercy-
maybe if you'll scream loud enough,
I'll be kind and end it for you now.
But if you lose, you get to suffer
for eternity.
My heaven is a
hell for you.