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Emma Carnage

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About Me

I want to do something amazing but can never get up the motivation to do anything. I want to become someone extraordinary but never be heard of. I want to be a failure as successfully as possible. I want to tear down walls and replace them with picket fences. I want to live above alcohol but I won't put down the bottle. I want to die in a revolution. If that doesn't work then I want to become a nomad. I want to live on the streets of Denver the summer after I graduate. I want to know what it feels like to be stabbed. I want to throw bricks through Starbucks windows. I want a tattoo for every place I go in life. I want to earn a Ph.D and waste it away in karaoke bars. I want to change somebody's life without them knowing my name. I want to have a true near-death experience. I want to get offered a job at some important corporation and turn them down to work at a record shop. I want to experience some sort of epiphany. I want to spray paint anti-war symbols across Denver. I want to publish a book filled with only my thoughts. I want to cover some sort of public building with photographs. I want to be an artist but I never have any inspiration. I want to be part of a protest. I want to become a vegetarian. I want to free animals in a laboratory. I want to destroy the world and create a new one. I want to be able to be motivated enough to do everything I've ever wanted to do.
Two down. An endless number to go.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


Shirley Manson

Brody Dalle

Bettie Page

Space Banana Reverend

My Blog

If only time would go so slow

My life has become subject to constant re-runs. Not just on TV, but actually my entire life. Work, home, sleep. Work, home, sleep. Day off. Repeat. Always repeat. At work I see the same customers over...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 03:22:00 GMT

Got to 60!

I like to steal things from Michael who steals things from somebody who's last name could quite possibly be Jemima.1. People who constantly look flushed for no reason make me so angry and I'm not sure...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 16:16:00 GMT

Two nights in a row? Fuck.

I just don't want to sleep anymore. Maybe it's because I can't seem to sleep anymore. No matter how tired I may seem. As soon as I lay down in my bed and turn off the lights I just toss and turn for h...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 21:25:00 GMT

Sometimes I can’t help but hate humans

Sometimes I hate human kind so much. What we can do to this planet and the living things on it and not seem to care about any of it. I've seen so many videos of people do unspeakably cruel things to t...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 20:39:00 GMT

What a scared little girl

I'd give anything just to know what the future holds for me. What college will be like. What I'll be like. I'm so unbelievably content with my life right now that I'm just so scared about what the fut...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 21:31:00 GMT

Autobiography

I was given an assignment to write an autobiography. Minimum of three pages. Mine was nearly four. I honestly think this is something I am most proud of. So I'll share it with everybody. It's pretty d...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 21:44:00 GMT

European Escapades

God damn Europe was amazing. Switzerland, Italy and France. I think I may have to move to Italy or France. Never Paris. Parisians are dicks. But possibly Niece. And anywhere in Italy. Holy fuck. Amazi...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 07:05:00 GMT

Just a subject to something with no subject

These sleepless nights, they make me feel so different. And I wish I was the same. I wish I could be a part of your scene. Where everybody gets so dressed up. To be different. But you know you're all ...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Jun 2007 22:45:00 GMT

I don't mean to piss you off with the things I say

Four days left of school. Two real days. Two days of finals. And I'm still falling apart. I still haven't gotten my act together. It's too late now anyway. Has been too late for some time, but I kept ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 23:29:00 GMT

I keep the shades pulled down so I don't see my reflection

What do you do when love stops rhyming with you and me but only rhymes with what used to be? When the end of an era comes to an end what is left to follow? When the letters stop coming together and th...
Posted by on Wed, 23 May 2007 22:51:00 GMT