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About Me

How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
I hurt myself today.
To see if I still feel...
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hold
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
There's a place where everyone can be happy.
It's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world.
It's made of candy canes and planes and bright red choo-choo trains,
And the meanest little boys and the most innocent little girls,
And you know I wish that I could go there.
It's a road that I have not found.
And I wish you the best of luck, dear.
Drop a card or letter to my side of town.
Because there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend,
But baby I'm amazed at the hate that you can send
and
You... painted my entire world.
But I... don't have the turpentine to clean what you have soiled.
And I won't forget it.
There's a place where everyone can be right,
Even though you remain determined to be opposed.
Admittance requires no qualifications:
It's where everyone has been and where everybody goes.
So please try not to be impatient,
For we all hate standing in line.
And when the farm is good and bought,
you'll be there without a thought,
And eternity, my friend, is a long fucking time.

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Am
Awesome.
Yeahhhhh!
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Anyway...
WHATUP.
My name is Penny.
And I am such an ass.
This is my boyfriend Ryan. He is also.
An ass.
But, I love this kid, you know?

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

All of my amazing geetar playin' heroes.
(And that includes Peejay Boudousque WHATTT YEA, Zachary and Jason, who I'v luckily already met.)
And besides that...

"No one bitch, cause I've already met the love of my life.
Her name is Danielle. Thanks."

Rainbow Style.

My Blog

Evan Mcnulty. My new guardian Angel. RIP

Okay. Enough is enough. We fucking gave up Jonathan to you, God. What the fuck gives you the right to take Evan? Evan was an amazing person. Just like Jonathan. The kind of person you either knew... o...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 09:00:00 GMT

Jonathan Aris. My guardian angel.

Nobody should ever hear about someone they love dying.Especially not someone like Jonathan dying.Well. There's noone like Jonathan. There wasn't, and there most certaintly won't ever be. Jonathan. All...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 02:37:00 GMT

Lossa Pictures from New Years and Erichs Birthday.

Happy fucking New Years, errebodddayy. Here are pictures of Erichs birthday. Which was the twenty somethin..th. Jasonn and Panoochhh. Peejay Babyyy. JobeyMercaaa and Myselfff. Erich. Rockinout Fren...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 16:31:00 GMT

My Loving Memory of Cody Patrick Martin.

February 27, 1989September 22, 2006 God hath not promisedskies always blue,Flower-strewn pathwaysall our lives through;God hath not promisedsun without rain,Joy without sorrow,peace without pain.But, ...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 23:20:00 GMT

The lack. Of change.

There was a time. When I was sure that I could change any and everything about myself. There was a time. When I knew what and who I was. And I knew that me, and everything that comes along with me. Wa...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Aug 2006 01:59:00 GMT

With blood on her hands, Into the sun she stares

A creature made of sunshineHer eyes were like the skyRabbit howls like something old as we twitch to her lullabyThe scalpel shines in god's sunshineStreet lights whisper painDown here near the poison ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Feb 2006 23:13:00 GMT

New Years=

Memorable.Summery.3 hit's of Wiggin's liquid Acid. (Two of which ingested through the tearduct.)+3 1/2 tabs of doublestackedfunpackedecstacy.+An unforgettable story of a time long ago, when frie...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jan 2006 23:34:00 GMT

Poem. The first in so long.

Inside herself, regret, confusion.The disease she shares, a hope , dellusion.With the wind she changes, and all agree.It's time she needs, to become just a "me". While some would say, the spirit is so...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Nov 2005 00:14:00 GMT

A constant understanding of the meaningless undertow life has.

I am batman. And I am the ultimate barbie doll. ...something inside of me broke that day.Not only have I been alone sence, but just like a child, when I close my eyes I forget everyones face.I ...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Nov 2005 21:46:00 GMT

That of the Masochistic Nature.

"In truth, you like the pain...Your ability to withstand pain is your claim to fame. It is ascetic, holy. It is self-control. It is masochism, and masochism pleasurable to many, but we don't like to t...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jul 2005 16:40:00 GMT