boycott love.

i love the two similar sayings
reinvent love
and
boycott love.

anyways,
i wish i could sing and write music so i could make a song that would move people.
too bad. D:

i can hardly write, too.
i have no inspiration whatsoever.
it really isnt fun,
when you can do something you love.
sucky.

i want some summer, please.

and i can relate.

love? it isnt easy. well, nothing really is easy if you think about it. so shoudnt something that seems so simple be the least of mankinds worries? nope.
it seems i am alone in this love thing, even though these songs on the radio must mean different.
when i think of the person i will spend the rest of myself with...nothing really comes to mind, to be honest. all i can come up with is the person i'd like to spend it with, and that doesn't really work out well. one, because he's famous. and two, because he's about 12 years older than me. but that really is not the point of this.
what i am trying to say is something very, very simple. something that even the dumbest person in the world could comprehend.
finding the right one is hard.
i've been looking for a few years now. i've probably went through every guy in the whole book. the goth, the nerd, the jock, the hippie. none of them have been the "right" one. not even close.
and yet, i keep looking. i don't know why, but i do. they say that love will not come to you unless you stop looking. i dont really believe that.
i know im not alone, but i feel so lonley. doesn't anyone understand? well, everyone does.
i guess this is just hopeless.

happiness

after a long period of feeling pain that not even i understood,
i can be happy again.
its a very, very nice feeling....being happy.
i can smile and mean it now.
im sorry i havent told you guys anything.
im sorry im oh so confusing.


oh, but now, i feel...free.
even though i am quite sick with a terrible tummy ache.

holyskeez.

okay, i made up a thing.
she has three strikes. if she gets all three, i confront her about it.
kinda sorta scared, though. she's very hardheaded.
i must go to her with small steps.
maybe i'll pretend to cry.
nah she won't care.
well...i guess its worth a shot.
she only got to two today, good for her.
or maybe, good for me?
hm.

MURDER.

and the story goes on. and on. and on.


-----

"you shouldn't of broke my heart," i said, and smiled as he screamed in agony.
i left him just like that, on the ground, hands covered in blood.
my hands were covered in blood, too. i wiped them on my jacket and threw it into a trash bin.
i strutted down the street, feeling better than ever. no one knew what i had done. no one would ever find out. i felt strong.


2 months later.

i was smoking weed in my motel room with the guys. no big deal, the manager joined in sometimes too. just a normal thing.
i can't really describe what happened. it went kinda fast. the door crashed open and i heard someone yell
"hands above your heads!"
i was too high to realize it was the cops. i just put my hands over my head.
they grabbed all three of us and pulled us into a car. thats when i passed out.

a year later.

they found him dead in the alley. they also found my jacket. i was guilty.
they didn't know the pain i felt. if they did, i would of been free.
so i'll just keep trying to escape from the death sentence. no big deal. changed my name already. got some surgery.
things will be better.


-----

i know i suck.

best friend.

Best Friend
Best Friends are very special people in your life. They are the first people you think about when you make plans. They are the first people you go to when you need someone to talk to. You will phone them up just to talk about nothing, or the most important things in your life. When you’re sad they will try their hardest to cheer you up. They give the best hugs in the world! They are the shoulder to cry on, because you know that they truly care about you. In most cases they would take a bullet for you, coz it would be too painful to watch you get hurt.


sure they are.

oh btw.

made this yesterday.

nervous.

i was going to babysit with ruby today. then sleep over her house.

but i was too nervous and i made my mom bring me home?

why can i sleep over my friends houses, but not relatives?

i have a problem.

Nervous \Nerv"ous\, a. [L. nervosus sinewy, vigorous: cf. F. nerveux. See Nerve.]

1. possessing nerve; sinewy; strong; vigorous. ``Nervous arms.'' --Pope.

2. Possessing or manifesting vigor of mind; characterized by strength in sentiment or style; forcible; spirited; as, a nervous writer.

3. Of or pertaining to the nerves; seated in the nerves; as, nervous excitement; a nervous fever.

4. Having the nerves weak, diseased, or easily excited; subject to, or suffering from, undue excitement of the nerves; easily agitated or annoyed.

ridiculous.

im in love.

but i do not know who i am in love with.

i think about him all the time,

i do not know who he is.

i dream about his face,

i have never seen it in my life.

this is just another story of my life.

i love nice people.

even when they're being pranked, people can be nice.

:3

Definition of nice (adjective)
pleasing; good; kind

together.

Together
	Being together is being able to be "together" without the title of "boyfriend/girlfriend". It causes less talk at school if you have that problem. It means you are more than friends but you can still hookup with other people with out guilt (hopefully). But in the end it just causes broken hearts. hahahahaha :3

ass.

Make a game | Share | Free games | Pictogame

:3

video.

i tried to make a video with sony vegas today.

failed so bad.

i have a GIANT gatoraid. its like the size of me.

and and those little snack things the kids eat with the pretzels and the cheeesee.

they're yummy.

FAILURE;

a guy whos 25 and doesnt have a licens or his own  place to live. Spends most of his time on an online message board. is desperate for a girlfriend

and could never get laid even if his life depended on it. will probably be working at mc'ds when he is 40.

^ now thats my kind of definition.

sad.

how do i feel this way when my heart isn't even broken?

well i guess in a way it is. 

I sat and listened to the sirens, smoked cigarettes and watched the lights dim. We layed in bed and watched as time passed. How did we let things get so bad now? As the cigarette burned down to my lips, as the cigarette burned down, burned down. As feelings fade, the night is ending. And 12 o'clock my foot is sleeping. So I ask you one more time, are you still in love tonight girl? Fer sure maybe, Fer sure not, Fer sure eh, Fer sure I'm gone. And now we are all over, and I stare at the wall as she reflects the bad of being in love. And so I ask you one more time, are you still in love tonight girl? Fer sure maybe, Fer sure not, Fer sure eh, Fer sure I'm gone. And all I have now is, and all that I have now is rock music, and scenester bitches, cocaine lines, and long extensions. As the cigarette burned down to my lips, as the cigarette burned down, burned down. As the cigarette burned down, burned down

but on a happier topic,

BRITTANY PWNS YOUR ASS.

buffman

everyone needs to watch this. 

its so funny. i dont care who you are.

im josh/ricardo. :3

stupid.

Stupid \Stu"pid\, a. [L. stupidus, fr. stupere to be stupefied: cf. F. stupide.]

1. Very dull; insensible; senseless; wanting in understanding; heavy; sluggish; in a state of stupor; -- said of persons.

you fall in love too quickly.

please, just take your time. 

hate?

hate
	(noun). Calculated and/or intentional intense dislike; an intensified and elevated level of anger; an unnatural emotion (i.e. hate is something that is derived from natural emotions such as anger or fear); learned dislike or loathing of another person, group, or thing. hah.

summer.

its warm outside. it makes me so happy to know that this lonely winter will be over soon.

summer? oh, please no. just make it warm. next year will be my last year. 

i don't want to grow up. i really don't. 

i know that time won't stop, though. but today i looked at the clock,

it was 12.

i went and played some xbox with kaelie and when we went back downstairs...

it was 3.

it sounds very stupid, but i wanted to cry. can't the days be 72 hours and not just a small 24?

well, 72 hours is short, too.

i hate night. i wish it was sunny all the time. 

its probably why i stay up so late. 

are you still in love tonight?

1.	love
	The most spectacular,indescribable, deep euphoric feeling for someone.  Love is an incredibly powerful word. When you're in love, you always want to be together, and when you're not, you're thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete.

shopping,

mums a lazy bum. she won't drive me to the mall so i can go shopping.

i neeeeeeeeeed that dress.

i need it.

BADLY.

http://www.charlotterusse.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3477379&cp=2843536.2744997&page=4&pageBucket=0&parentPage=family

holy skeez, just give it to me.

kaelie and me.

we are so cool.

http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m190/hi244/WebCam_20090315_0002.jpg

http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m190/hi244/WebCam_20090315_00023.jpg

desperate.

seriously.

don't date him.

Desperate \Des"per*ate\, a. [L. desperatus, p. p. of desperare. See Despair, and cf. Desperado.]

1. Without hope; given to despair; hopeless. [Obs.]

my god.

someday

so kaelie is here. shes cool. you should talk to her.

we kill zombies.

:3 PWN

we're just sitting here.

we played around with songsmith. it was very interesting.

i like blogging. it makes me feel like i actually have something to say~

ily.

-hikki

narcissism

n.

1. Excessive love or admiration of oneself. See synonyms at conceit.
2. A psychological condition characterized by self-preoccupation, lack of empathy, and unconscious deficits in self-esteem.
3. Erotic pleasure derived from contemplation or admiration of one's own body or self, especially as a fixation on or a regression to an infantile stage of development.
4. The attribute of the human psyche charactized by admiration of oneself but within normal limits.

sometimes i wish i was dead.

maybe

so, i decided to make a blog. i have a lot of thoughts, and i was sick of posting things on my myspace.

i was sad for a few days. kind of my breakdown, i guess. i don't understand why people have to be sad.

i dont think i deserve to be sad.

i go through a lot. i kind of just realized that.

heres my stuff, for anyone who cares.

myspace.com/dearlybelovedhikki

twitter.com/imsohikki

youtube.com/hikariRAWR

tell me other websites i can join. i need some more friends.

- hikki.