Anje [2nd to none] - ProfilesArchive

About Me

We're born, not made.
Not like everybody thinks.
Its not like the fucking movies.
And everything you thought you knew about us
...Is wrong.
We live in the houses next to you.
We work in the stores you shop at.
We're just trying to be ordinary.
Trying to figure out where we fit in the world.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

AIM s/n: angelaeatsfaces

Music:

Bayside is better than your favorite band.

Movies:

Blood. Guts. Tits.

Books:

Anything interesting.

Heroes:

Elizabeth Bathory.

My Blog

I’m an antique.

I've been set aside and forgotten. Tossed to the corner of the garage for a newer shinier more exciting upgraded model. Left to let the salt air corrode my edges. For the dust to build up so thick tha...
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Tue, 06 May 2008 10:00:00 PST

Heres to confusion

Kissing you was a contradiction. Feeling fine. But so much worse. Even if it didn't mean a thing to you, you mean the world to me. You mean the world to me.
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 08:22:00 PST

Familiar?

Wendel is the main reason we move a lot. He just got out of jail for biting a guy's ear off at a Cheesy Chuck's pizza parlor up north. Darlene is just as mean but more refined. Like when we were kids....
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 06:59:00 PST

just "friends"

you're not friends. you were never friends. you'll love each other until it kills you. and you'll fight. and you'll shag. and you'll hate each other until it makes you quiver. but you'll never be frie...
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 07:03:00 PST

Passion

It lies in all of us. Sleeping. Waiting. And though unwanted. Unbidden. It will stir. Open its jaws. And howl. It speaks to us. Guides us. And we obey. What other choice to do we have? ...
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 07:29:00 PST

If its not keeping you up nights.

than whats the point?
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 02:06:00 PST

Another one bites the dust.

good fucking riddance.
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 10:47:00 PST

One of the shittiest feelings...

...is when you want to die. And the one person who is capable of making you feel even remotely alive couldn't really care any less about you.
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 01:57:00 PST

Empty.

Empty is the sky before the sun wakes up. Empty is the eyes of animals in cages. Empty are the faces of women in mourning. When everything has been taken from them. Me? Don't ask me about emp...
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Mon, 25 Feb 2008 04:49:00 PST

I was tagged.

Here's how you play: Once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random, facts, habits or goals about yourself , at the end choose 10 (or more) people to be tagged, list their name...
Posted by Anje [2nd to none] on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 08:23:00 PST