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[23 Apr 2004|10:28pm]
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"i was up all night making deviled eggs.. =insane laughter= [10 Apr 2004|06:49pm]
[ mood | puffy-eyed ]

-my grandma

poor damnglitch... i wish he knew he could talk about fetii all he wanted. it doesn't really... offend me.

nothing's been going on. everything is dead, everyone is trying too hard as usual.

you guys... please. stop. nobody cares that everyone isa trendwhore "accept you". why don't we all just get happy and watch conan...

tomorrow is easter. i'm not going to church, but i'll go to grandma white's.

i'm also getting my name legally changed to my mother's maiden name.

samantha white.

don't call me white!!

if i hate you, please don't comment here. i didn't write this to hear your feedback.

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[01 Apr 2004|10:07pm]
[ mood | sdmkbfg ]

too in love to write, kids!


Your Ultimate Purity Score Is...
CategoryYour Score Average
Self-Lovin'36.7%
When I think about you - or anyone - I touch myself
65.1%
Shamelessness33.3%
Puts 'em on the glass
79.4%
Sex Drive 39.5%
I got needs, baby, you gotta unnastan'!
77.7%
Straightness10.7%
Knows the other body type like a map
44.9%
Gayness 73.2%
Had that experience at camp
83.6%
Fucking Sick57.5%
Dipped into depravity
90%
You are 43.22% pure
Average Score: 72.7%


ps, you don't eat babies, so stop fucking saying you do, assholes.
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WHOA! [28 Mar 2004|09:09pm]
[ mood | relaxed ]


don't forget to order your copy today.


------

it was fun today. i just went to kyle's super early and woke tra up by poking him in the head and yelling, "sleepy time!"

we all just hung out. me and my pet kyle and tra. that's it.
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[27 Mar 2004|02:34pm]
[ mood | great, grand, wonderful ]


i love him.
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If my answers frighten you... [22 Mar 2004|09:07pm]
[ mood | happy ]

...you should cease asking scary questions...

i'm going to see a movie with tristan tomorrow. i can't get a hold of her, but hey tristan, if you're reading this...

i have an appointment with the girl who supplies my meds or something at three in bloomington so i'll call you at your house when you're done. if it wil be you and mohawk, we could grab kyle and my mom won't let me see dawn of the dead... [i had to kind of laugh at that... but she said i could stay at your house that night so i couldn't argue] uh... anyway... yeah. i will give you a... uh... ringy-dingy.

tonight i shall watch conan and then the rest of beauty and the beast and hopefully go to sleep. the sad thing is that i doubt i just told the truth.

double up the dosage if you wanna survive!!

like... yo.

i heart foltz.

that missy girl is a real poseur... haha... she's one of those, "hot0pix ruleez! ^_^()LOLLLLLLLLlllllllllllllllll!!!!!!11111"

hahaha.

-bxb

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pass the pulp, yo [14 Mar 2004|02:45pm]
[ mood | itchy ]

i'm tired of people freeloading at my house.

they made breakfast today for themselves and i didn't get any! dammit! not that i would have eaten it... since i don't usually eat breakfast... but still... it's the thought that counts, right? right?

wanna know how much of a skank i am? i am wearing the exact same clothes and underwear as yesterday, and i haven't washed my hair. as soon as i got up this morning i had a cigarette, so i stink.. and these socks are like 5 days old. pwnt.

oh, and no deodorant. just perfume under my arms. haha.. YES!

i'm still excited about tuesday. i'll be at kyle's for hours and hours and hopefully i'll have a camera so i can take pictures to show all of you. i wish i had a poloroid camera. someone should buy me one on ebay. coughTRISTANcough

i think i'll call that son of a gun and have her come and get me. she's a good girl.

mommy, i'm a good boy.
mommy, i'm a fuckin' savior.
mommy, i'm alone..

god, simon is such a loser. it's so sad... so SAD... i think maybe i feel kind of sorry for the kid. i'm so happy we never come in contact anymore.

tristan needs to help me with a "which one of sam's old loser boyfriends are you?" there would only be three results... steve, aaron, and simon. the three biggest fuckups ever.

oi.

i like heavy pulp orange juice.

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[11 Mar 2004|06:33pm]
[ mood | in love ]



i did what tito told me to do!! oi!

look at 'er...

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[06 Mar 2004|08:12pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

let's play a game. i stole this from riahriot.

Fill in the blanks:

Dear Sam, You are really _____. You should _____. We need to go _____. After that we can _____. Remember that time we _____? That was real _____. Maybe tomorrow we can _____. You are my _____. I _____ you! Signed your _____, _____ p.s. _____.

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good friends and high contrast [05 Mar 2004|10:53pm]
[ mood | accomplished, tired ]

thanks so much to grand master tito (i_hate_punkrock) for staying up to help me with the new layout! i'm rather proud of this one! thank you kitten!

=^..^=

meow.

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it's poop again [05 Mar 2004|05:43pm]
[ mood | spiderwebbed ]

school has gone slightly bad lately. i'm in trouble with the fuzz now, which sucks. it's sad... when they interviewed me i tried as hard as i could not to laugh at his speech, but i simply couldn't help it.

"well der sam, let meh ayask yew a fyew kweschins abayout yisterday, mmkay?"

"mmkay, sir, mmmMMMMMmmmkay!!"

the misses was supposed to come see me today. i love him so. anyway, i got into alot of trouble for falling asleep at school so i couldn't.

the sky never looked as sad as it did last night. sad and selfish.

i am going crazy... and you'd never know i was meant to have flesh-coloured hands. i could take millions of showers a day, and i'd still get so many different colors of paint on them.

hi foltzy..

it's spring, so of course i had to pick a crocus and put it in my hair.

i am five.

i am ninety-three.

i like to read star magazine.

i like to watch cnn.

i am a liberalist.

i hate the way i look.

i hate, i hate, i hate.

welcome to paradise.

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give me a moment.. [27 Feb 2004|05:25pm]
[ mood | weeee! ]

I went down to the beach and saw kiki..
she was all like.. uuugh.. and i was like..
whateva.

what a great song. i love it.

i'm trying to talk mom into getting me the SIMS... i love the sims. I QWUBSFiuhzsd,ghxckgjhdghjkdxfghlfkxjgkdjfgh

YEAH WHATEVA!

NICKNAMES!

foltzy- officer leroy
trashy- zaffo
glitch- kiki
aaron- revenge of the hittites
kyle- sir


=does the robot to deadsy=

one!
of!
us!
is!
wearing!
a!
push-up bra!

---
anyway...
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today was alright and everything, i guess. it was kind of boring, but we got to paint really big pictures out on the deck at school. [i go to school in a trailor.] i painted a huge one of a nose with snot coming out and then it said, "thanks for covering your nose"... but i was thinking about writing, "an uncovered sneeze is a harmful breeze"... [yeah trashbag, check that out.. it's on the goosepond pizza billboard.]

a kid brought in his guitar and i played it, and he was like, "OMG EWWw stp0 playin teh guitarrsss in punxxx muzix!! i haet it!! m3t4l = kewlwr!!!"

fuck pantera. GOD.

oh boy, kids... i'm piercing my ears a second and third time tonight, and then in six weeks i'm going to stretch them to maybe 8s.. and just put captive bead hoopies in the mothers. i don't want to go too big since i already have a 0 gauge.

HAHA... i'm still laughing about the look on everyone's face when i mooned the house of representatives. AHLUVITAHLUVITAHLUVIT. meowing was fun too. try it. MEOW!

i'm having a nice time and everything... the sun is pretty in my room shining down on the bed. i've never liked the sun before! [liek omg SOMEBODY t00k h3r lexepro this morning!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111]

i saw willard... i really love that movie. i would have dated willard so easy. i would have been his best friend or something...

the thing about willard is that everyone thinks he was evil. he WASN'T. the rat named ben that lived in his basement was the evil one. the white rat he had named socretise[sp] was his friend. mhm. and mine. yowza.

why do i love kyle? because yesterday i knocked on his door and he wasn't home so i left, and he called my house and left a message.

"golly jeepers, sam, you shoulda just walked in."

wee! i hate skinheads! ska is overrated, but checkers are cool.

-sam

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jeez.. [26 Feb 2004|09:19pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

everything's really heavy in the house right nowand i don't feel like talking about it, so i'm going to name happy thiiings! yay!

-putting a cigarette up to kyle's lips only for him to blow on it

-talking to my foltz on the phone about our pants

-not being at the adolescent psychiatric unit

-my sister's college report about me

-my guitar

-ozlo/regis the cat

-we went on a field trip today and i mooned the senetor

-...

-i also meowed at the joker

-copy-machine art

-watching kung-pow with tristan... "ooh.. momento..."



after the rain...

sxc

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oi oi oi [23 Feb 2004|05:24pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

uh...

threw a phone at mom, phone bursted into millions of pieces, i got grounded.

...be back soon...

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hey kids, conform!! :D [14 Feb 2004|09:13pm]
[ mood | but i am le tired ]

A - Age: you'd never guess..
B - Band listening to right now: crass
C - Career in future: owning a vintage punk/indie/emo/ska/oi record/clothing store
D - Dad's name: Timothy
E - Easiest person to talk to: foltzy, kyle, tristan, my sissy nicole
F - Favourite song at the moment: the casualties- punk love OR breath in- amygdala
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: right before we went to the hospital, i got some gummy worms with sour sprinkly shit. i watched my grandmother die... she died right before my very eyes... all the while i was eating gummy worms.
I - Instruments: vocs, guitar for 6 years, drums for 2, bass for 5 years, piano since i was t3h babiez
J - Job title: vandal, thief [right tristan?]
K - Kids: are the best and worst people in the whole world.
L - Longest car ride ever: florida.. i went with tristan
M - Mom's name: Lynn
N - Number of siblings: 6
O - Oldest sibling: Abby is the oldest and smelliest sibling.
P - Phobia[s]: walking down steep stairs, getting my blood taken, being chased up stairs, falling down stairs, getting a divorce
Q - Quote you like: "i like to kick... stretch... and kick!!- sally o'mally
R - Reason to smile: his hair smells like heaven
S - Song you sang last: the distillers- i am revenant
T - Time you wake up: right when mom starts threataning me.. anywhere from 10am to 4 pm on weekends
U - Unknown fact about me: my middle name is french for faerie or pixie. my grandmas are all french...
V - Vegetable you hate: there is not ONE vegetable i hate.
W - Worst habit: being insecure and misunderstood, just like my tristan
X - X-rays you've had: teeth, skull, wrists, knees, ribs, tailbone, breastbone, hip
Y - Yummy food: "poppers" from arbys. it's like i need a pantyliner every time i take a bite!!
Z - Zodiac sign: leo...nardo... heh heh...

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cola cola [13 Feb 2004|10:12pm]
[ mood | confused ]

oh, i've seen it all..

i'm drinking watered-down "dr. thunder"... that's right, because dr. pepper was 6 cents more or something. they got SPRITE instead of "twist-up" but not dr. pepper.

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[11 Feb 2004|09:34pm]
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quaker krispums! [11 Feb 2004|08:19pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

i'm so tired of people insisting on labeling themselves. we got names at birth. that should be good enough. screw everything on the whole earth. i don't care. i am me. i like dead kennedys and david bowie AT THE SAME TIME. jeez.. fuck all of you guys!

i was talking to some girl today named bj harris or some shit. her email address is "sk8ter_punk666@hotmail.com" and her msn nickname is "100% redneck bitch". what the FUCK is that? i think we should all go kill her. or maybe foltzy should. come on, foltzy, you can do it.

there isn't much else to say, except stop caring so much, you guys. jeez, i mean why the fuck label yourself? not cool. just be you. stop your ranting and raving before it kills me.

this is reverend jesse jackson signing out with "oh my jesus".

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YES!! [08 Feb 2004|11:42am]
[ mood | anxiously happy ]

If i was a serial killer i would be Richard Ramirez.

The Night Stalker "a madman whose lust for killing and depravity equaled, if not surpassed, that of Jack the Ripper"

woo!

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take 2 seroquel before a funeral. works every time. [07 Feb 2004|08:29pm]
[ mood | sadly joyous ]

sorry it's been so long, nancies. it's been eventful... two grandparents died.. i made a huge "life altering decision".. it's been crazy.

and to top it all off, i've been grounded.

right now i'm in the dining room waiting for a scary movie to get over with. my cousin is here. Read more...Collapse ) as trashbag knows, i can get mighty scared. :S usually i squeal alot or something ridiculous. yowza!

i have been worried about how maybe foltzy hates me or something... every time i call he doesn't answer and i love him alot! he's one of my BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!! foltzy... =tear= we were going to have a future of jamming and sharing pants.. come back to me!

i think i'm slowly going towards emo, but clinging on for LIFE to the 'other side'... haha. right now, my bangs are cut mighty short, i'm wearing a SWEATER.. and emo glasses. why look. here's an example.



pathetic... simply pathetic. oh well folks. someone tell me they like my new bangs... :( please...

there was a horrible incident today... i was on msn and someone under kyle's name said, "fuck you bitch, it's over." and i thought it was kyle, so even though it made my stomach hurt even looking at it, i was all ha-ha-very-funny-ish... and the person just kept saying the most horrible things... so i signed off and just started crying and the such... i mean it CAN'T have been him, i thought. he just called me yesterday simply to let me know the cure would be on tv. he wouldn't break up with me the next day, let alone like that... so we went by his house and he wasn't home... i called and he wasn't home.. [i told my mom because she asked what was wrong and she was like, "god dammit, no kid'll make a girl of mine cry... get your gun, ethel"... so we drove around and then tah-dah! there he is walking down the street to his house with zach and some other guy [i didn't really pay attention though]. here's how it went.

me-...hi
him-hey sammy c.!
me- that wasn't you, was it?!
him-what?
me-someone just logged on to your msn name and like... viciously broke up with me!
him-i was at zach's for like... 4 hours. we saw the cure on vh1.
me-i was so worried..
him-=frown=
me-i cried!!
him-it definitely wasn't me.
me-i need a hug.
=hug=
me-and a kiss.
=kiss=
me-okay.. have fun.. au revoir, peewee!
him- au revoir, simone!

so george bush is all "more cops=less drugs!"

well, georgy.. "more cops=more hate toward you and cops from children"

why do i give a shit? this is all a waste of time.

in a perfect world, you need to be on the list to get in. here are the people who can get in to my perfect world.

-trashy
-foltzy
-my cousins! [chyeah! ask trashbag! they rule!]
-kyle
-gandhi
-my pets

it would be a small world. me and foltz and trash would make a band. we would roxor.

i am DONE!!

i love you all!!

au revoir, peewee!
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