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Clouds

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 03:13:51 +0000

I bet this little dude can kick ass...

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 01:48:07 +0000

QueenBee the smartyass

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 01:30:45 +0000

I am sooo fucking hyper right now...
think I drank too much coffee...

For Guido McCain...Germany's Best SmartyAss Weatherman!

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 01:09:01 +0000

A french fry fuck you.
A QueenBee fuck you.
My cat says fuck you.
My spoons say fuck you.
Golden Grahams Cereal says fuck you.
This bad ass dude says stick it up your ass.
Another QueenBee fuck you.
My son's Tarzan toy (or somebody) says fuck you.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhahahahahahahahahahahA!!!!!!!! I told you I was going to get your little smarty ass back!
Hehehehehehehehe....ahahahahaha.

Let me tell you what is so fucking funny. See little tarzan dude...I had to break his thumb off to make his middle finger longer!!!!! LOL!~!! I tried to glue it on and well...it kinda looks like...c** but..LMAOOOO...it wouldn't stay on...so it's all crooked!!! LMAOOOOO!

~HOT MAMA~

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sat, 21 Jun 2008 01:19:25 +0000

Who comes up with these fucking names?! LOL! This is some kind of food delivery truck!

Hurt - Ten Ton Brick

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:18:15 +0000

Not my FUCKING picture - screenshot from youtube

Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=V7ARjAUdG9A

Lyrics: www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/hurt/tentonbrick.html

1/3 of my bathroom cabinet

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 16:03:56 +0000

See...I'm not THAT internationally stupid

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sun, 08 Jun 2008 16:03:56 +0000

You don't stand a chance...

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 04:10:58 +0000

"The sickness rolled through me in great waves. After each wave it would fade away and leave me limp as a wet leaf and shivering all over and then I would feel it rising up in me again, and the glittering white torture chamber tiles under my feet and over my head and all four sides closed in and squeezed me to pieces."
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Seether - Rise Above This

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 17:41:17 +0000

*Not my fucking picture - screenshot from youtube*
I had already thought of this song...for today. Very ironic but then a FRIEND a REAL friend told me these words...that I would "rise above this" so...here we go. My fucking song for the fucking day.

Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=NO2nqcN3EGg

It's all in the mind

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 01:08:41 +0000

<untitled>

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 03:36:37 +0000

This is no lie...I was driving to work one morning. Stopped at a stop light at 6:00am. This man was sitting there talking outloud to this tree. At first I thought, there must be someone over there with him...but NO! He stayed there for a good 3 minutes and he wasn't just talking he was mad...like yelling at it. I was ROLLINGGGGG!!!!!!!!! LMAOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Very funny to me. :)

Skating7

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 02:33:07 +0000

Saving Abel-Addicted

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Thu, 29 May 2008 16:05:01 +0000

This song soooo fucking ROCKSSSSSSS!!!!

Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQ4Jslynxcs

Lyrics:
I'm so addicted to
All the things you do
When you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything
When you're loving me

Oh girl lets take it slow
So as for you well you know where to go
I want to take my love
and hate you till the end

It's not like you to turn away
From all the bullshit I can't take
It's not like me to walk away

I'm so addicted too all the things
You do when you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breathe you take
It's unlike anything
When you're loving me

Yeah

I know when it's getting rough
All the times we spend
When we try to make
This love something better than
Just making up again

It's not like you to turn away
All the bullshit I can't take
Just when I think I can walk away,

I'm so addicted to all the things
You do when you're going on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breathe
It's unlike anything

I'm so addicted to the things you do
When you're going down on me
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything when you're loving me
When you're loving me

How can I make it through
All the things you do
There's just got to be more to you and me

I'm so addicted to all the things you do
When you're going down on me
In between the sheets
All the sounds you make
With every breath you take
It's unlike anything
It's unlike anything

I'm so addicted to
All the things you do
When you're going down on me

All the sounds you make
With every breath You take
It's unlike anything
I'm so addicted to you
Addicted to you

On my mind...

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Mon, 26 May 2008 19:52:20 +0000

~Clouds~

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Fri, 23 May 2008 20:57:13 +0000

Mudvayne-Dig

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Wed, 07 May 2008 14:45:52 +0000

Not my fucking picture--Screenshot from YouTube

Video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=WrBONyFBePc

Lyrics: www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/mudvayne/dig.html

Too Lazy to click on the link??
"Dig"

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing

I would love to beat the face,
Of any mother fucker that's thinkin' they can change me,
White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold,
If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother fuckin' mold,
I'm drowning in your wake
Shit rubbed in my face
Teething on concrete
Gums bleeding

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing

I struggle in violated space,
Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me,
Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,
I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space
Pissing in my face
Fuck you while you try
To fuck me

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was you ain't fuckin' changing me

Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold the glock against your head
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold the glock against your head,
Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs
Get on the plank fuck

Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
Wish you were committing
Suicide suckin' on a mother fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the middle of a channel bomb's away

Sick either way...

nobody@ipernity.com (**~Sara~**) — Wed, 07 May 2008 03:28:13 +0000

I know they make me feel better...but it still makes me sick.

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