Song post

Emo mode.

Just because.

What? I can’t be emo?

Fuck you.

The Art of Letting Go

by Mikaila

Put away the pictures.
Put away the memories.
I put over and over
Through my tears
I’ve held them till I’m blind
They kept my hope alive
As if somehow that I’d keep you here
Once you believed in a love forever more?
How do you leave it in a drawer?

Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that’s holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I’m just learning,
Learning the art of letting go.

Try to say it’s over
Say the word goodbye.
But each time it catches in my throat
Your still here in me
And I can’t set you free
So I hold on to what I wanted most
Maybe someday we’ll be friend’s forever more
Wish I could open up that door

Now here it comes, the hardest part of all
Unchain my heart that’s holding on
How do I start to live my life alone?
Guess I’m just learning,
Learning the art of letting go

Watching us fade
What can I do?
But try to make it through
the pain of one more day
Without you

Where do I start, to live my life alone?
I guess I’m learning, only learning,
Learning the art of letting go.

The best medicine

Stop laughing.

Yes you.

It’s annoying.

It’s not infectuous.

It’s not cute.

It sounds like a turkey on Thanksgiving.

Don’t you have another kind of laugh?

Possibly something that doesn’t say:

Haha-you’re-so-funny-and-I’m-laughing-like-this-

so-you’d-think-I-was-cute-and-flirty-

and-you’d-want-to-sleep-with-me.

It’s gross.

It’s like watching you make out with Richard Grieco ..

post 21 Jump Street Days.

You might be pretty, but you’re laugh is greasy.

So shut up.

Shut up if you don’t want me to stab you with a dull knife.

Shut up if you don’t want me to staple your eyes to the back of your skull.

Shut up if you don’t want me to toss you over the balcony.

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Oh yeah, I hate your stink.

Maybe you should try eau de dead rat.

It’s better than what you put on everydamnday.

I am have-nots

I had to buy my one-piece ChickenJoy meal today with coins. COINS. I’m that poor. I couldn’t even upsize my drink to a large. I might have to walk home tonight. Maybe tomorrow a bag of dabloons is going to fall on my head.

Dear God,

I have nothing.

Air kisses,

uneditedmara

(and Whitney)

Men .. my downfall PT.2

Unlike Part 1, the following men actually had a profound impact in my life. It might be the hormones again but I guarantee you that at least one of them will have an effect on you. As to what effect that is, it’s all personal.

 

 

BOB ROSS

 

From The Joy of Painting with Bob Ross

 

When I was a growing up, I used to watch him in the afternoons, making his 30-minute paintings. All of them were gorgeous. Forget da Vinci and Michaelangelo, Bob Ross was my first inspiration.

 

The first ten minutes

 

 

 

TOM

 

For those who have Myspace accounts, he is your instant and immediate friend, whom I thought to be just crazy. You know, one of those people who constantly patrols teh internets just to add to their friend list. Turns out, he’s the co-founder of Myspace. Duh. (Sarah points and laughs at my stupidity.) Plus, the donate. So that’s always a plus to me.

 

And last but not least,

 

 

RYAN FITZPATRICK

I believe him to be a sincere person. Seriously.

I was totally crying watching the second video. I mean, ‘coz of the hormones and shit. Because crying over a stupid video would just be gay. And I’m not gay.

Keep up the good work, Ryan! I’ll call you if I’m ever at that part of the world!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3 months

The Dad has found a new job. Yay!

He’s going to Texas for training. Boo.

I don’t know how I’m feeling about it. Obviously it’s a good thing. I mean, the experience it’ll bring him and that’s like a heavyweight on the resume.  On the other hand .. he’s leaving behind a couple of brats. Granted that it’s only going to be 3 months, but still .. ya’ know .. The only thing I ask of him is ..

 

to tip a cow for me. I’m not hard to please.

Waste of space

I’m also on Multiply. It’s where I store almost all of Isabella’s pictures and buy my stuff from. But sometimes there are just some updates on other people’s blogs that are so inane.

Like BANGS. Effin-a, bangs.

Nobody gives a flying fuck, okay?! You’re still an ugly-ass, trying hard, emo-wannabe. Now, if you had shaved off that entire rag mop on your head, that would be a different topic altogether. Until then, stuff your bangs somewhere else or I’ll personally come over and shave off your eyebrows. That will surely give your bangs something to cover other than your five-finger forehead.

TAG! Huer.

1) You’ve got a time machine and can relive any day in your life. You can’t change anything, but you can experience the entire 24 hours again. What day do you choose and why?

I don’t have an answer except not here. Not now.

2) What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t for whatever reason?

Skydive. Moolah. It’s always about the money, baby.

3) Where in the world would you want to travel more than anywhere else?

Gosh. Toughie. There are tons of places. But I guess .. France. If I ran away, you’d find me in Paris .. always Paris.

4) Your life is being made into a movie. Who would play you?

Parker Posey or Janeane Garofalo. I know .. wishful thinking.

5) What’s your favorite moment in your life so far?

Two things: rocking New York and rocking that pregnancy! WOOHOO!

6) If you were given $10,000 right now, what would you do with it?

3,000 to start off real estate, 1,000 for a business, 500 dollars go to necessities, and 400 to splurge. The rest to the bank.

7) If you had to choose between 5 years in federal prison or a $2 million dollar fine for something, what would you choice be?

If I had the 2million dollars, it’ll be the 2million dollars. I’m not about to become someone’s prison bitch.

Ei8ht) What is something you miss most often, why?

Snogging. Why? Why else?

9) Good guys or villians?

Always root for the good guys, even when they’re cheesy and the wear The Sunglasses of Justice or The Espadrilles of Law. They just have to be rooted for. No one else is.

10) What color are your toenails painted?

Clear.

Your turn.

Curran and Cristiano: Lucky Bitches

Is this what my Stevie is marrying into?

Seriously? Seriously.

The heels .. the ruffles .. the sleeve .. the camel toe .. Fookin’ chavette.

 

Aubergine? Really? Would you like to hung from the windows, dear?

His bachelor party is set for May 5, so I’ve heard. There’s still time, Steven. It isn’t a crime to change your mind. No one’s going to think you a lesser man. I promise. Please? Because .. seriously? Have you seen your finacee dress? You must not have lights and mirrors or reflective surfaces in your house, yeah? Right. Because why ever would this outfit be brought into the light of day.

 *****

And the always greasy Cristiano Ronaldo won the PFA beating out Stevie, among other players. You be the judge if he is or he’s not gay.

The extensively plucked eyebrows and the lipgloss.

Anyone? Fine. I do everything around here.

BAM.

Teh Ghey.

Bow.

I had

And there were so many.

You know this, don’t you.

Maybe not.

I had.

Now I don’t.

*sigh*

I’m tired.

Really tired.

HAPPY EARTH DAY