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Sunday, March 5th, 2006
life lesson
Life Lesson
Anna Chandler
Take me
Leave me
Fuck me
Refuse me
Too tired to care
Too late to leave
Too little left within me
Nothing but a shell
Inside this hell
Too bad for you
Too bad for me
Not enough freedom
To do what we please
Can’t break the bonds
Or loosen the chains
Sit here and drown
In our own sweet pain
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 4:47 PM | Comments: 0 |
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Sunday, March 5th, 2006
AH!
Oh, Frustation!!!
I hate being involved in drama, and I hate even more feeling compelled to do the right thing. Mainly, because when I am compelled to do the right thing, I've almost instinctively (or what the fuck ever, I'm too aggitated to spell), already done the wrong thing and therefore I'm pissing someone off about it. Grrr . . .
If only I could be good . . .
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 12:26 AM | Comments: 0 |
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Sunday, March 5th, 2006
wolves
I was inducted to the dark wolves tonight . . . I am exceedingly excited. However, this does come with some major drawbacks on my social life. I can't go out and do the fucked up things that I youst to . . . too many people to watch out for me . . . not youst to that. Anyways, much excitement, fun stuf, blah, blah, blah . . .
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 12:24 AM | Comments: 0 |
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Friday, February 17th, 2006
Peace Kills
I've started reading this new book, "Peace Kills" by P.J. O'Rourke, and as most of you know, I'm really into politics. They've always interested me. I think it's because I'm a very pessimistic and callous person and I enjoy watching the world cut it's own alkelis tendon. Anyways, I would now like to show some of the quotes that I think are mentionable.
American would like to ignore foreign policy. Our previous attempts at isolationism were successful. Unfortunatly, they were successful for Hitler's Germany and Tojo's Japan. Evil is an outreach program. A solitary bad person sitting alone harboring genocidal thoughts, and wishing he ruled the world is not a problem unless he lives next to us in the trailer park.
If we withdraw from diplomatic agreements because they're ridiculous, we'll have to withdraw from every diplomatic agreement, because they're all ridiculous. This will not foster international cooperation. But if we do fodter international cooperation, we won't be able to to protect American's at home and abroad, because there has been a lot of internation cooperation in killing American.
We won the cold war because we were able to show the communist a "better ideal," says onetime Vermont govenor, Howard Dean, but what is the "better ideal" that we can show the Islamic fundamentalists? Maybe we can tell them, "Our president is a born-again. You're religious lunatics--we're religious lunatics. America was founded by religious lunatics! How about those Salem witch trials? Come to America and you could be Osama bin Ashcroft. You could get your own state, like Utah, run by religious lunatics. You could have an Islamic Fundamentalist Winter Olympics--the Chador Schuss."
When someone detonates a suicide bomb, that person does not have career prospects.
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 8:11 PM | Comments: 1 |
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Wednesday, February 15th, 2006
Wicked Jester (unfinished)
It still needs something . . .
Wicked Jester
I will make your hellish fantasies come true
I am the slave keep me tied and bound
Will you be cruel? Be lude?
Keep me on a leash, get me off and pin me down?
Make me bleed
Make it hurt
I’ll follow your lead
Leave me lying in the dirt
I am the puppet
You are my wicked jester
The other half of your soul found me again today
An excited, demented craze
I could not hold my need, my fever at bay
The way you hurt me leaves my body in a lustful daze
Make me bleed
Make it hurt
I’ll follow your lead
Leave me lying in the dirt
I am the puppet
You are my wicked jester
I’ll bind myself with your strings
Blame your damnation on me
Tell me why it burns and stings
For you the secrets I will keep
Make me bleed
Make it hurt
I’ll follow your lead
Leave me lying in the dirt
I am the puppet
You are my wicked jester
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 1:00 PM | Comments: 3 |
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Wednesday, February 15th, 2006
Valentine's Day
Ah, nothing like a holiday stemmed out of the brutal murder of priest to bring out the sentimental side in someone . . .
*sigh*
Today wasn't too bad, not a total loss anyways. I got roses. Yay.
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 1:43 AM | Comments: 0 |
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Monday, February 13th, 2006
Is It Suppose To Feel This Way?
Now that I actually have internet all the time, expect to see a lot of my poetry and song lyrics pop up . . . hope this does something for all of you . . .
Is it Suppose to Feel This Way?
Forget the pain
Forget you
Leave the damage behind
I don’t have enough left to pay you mind
Doctor, I think there’s something wrong
That shot you gave me made me crazy
Turned my rape into something hazy
I was degraded so others could have their way
You say I’ll be okay
Is it suppose to feel this way?
Put a band aid on the gash
Walk way from anguish
Temporarily leave my state of mind
Pain is an hour glass
Sissy, I think there’s something wrong
The advice you gave me made me crazy
Turned me into a sex toy
I erased my mind so I could have my way
You say I am okay
Is it suppose to feel this way?
The consequence for my sins is you
Injection is the only cure
Make myself numb
Stop remembering who
Priest, I think there’s something wrong
This salvation you gave me made me crazy
Turned me into a whore
I gave it all away so no one could have their way
You say it doesn’t matter if I’m okay
Is it suppose to feel this way?
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 11:05 PM | Comments: 0 |
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Friday, February 10th, 2006
Night Class . . .
I've gone to night class at school. It kind of scares. I thought the girls I had to work with during the day were superficial, I would gladly take that group over these girls anyday. In cosmetology school (no, not my first career field of choice, but there is a reason behind it. e-mail me or IM me on AOL to find out) is the seniors and the freshmen are together. There's one other freshman in night class besides myself and I am glad that I have to come to her rescue. The problem with the seniors is they feel they have to justify their superiority by talking about everyone behind their backs. I don't care who did what with who and how. I've probably done worse, or at least know someone who has. The instructors don't help. Apparently there is a competition that I am unaware of . . . who can say the most about the other person before they find out. Whoo-hoo, fun times. I realize this is a bit of a tedious and over-heard rant, but I had to get it off my chest. I'll have something better, perhaps more intriguing next time. Good day to all. Quaio.
Ember
cherrybomber07@yahoo.com
EmberFaerie07 (AIM screen name)
Posted By AnnaBanna @ 11:23 AM | Comments: 0 |
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