Apr. 1st, 2005

[identity profile] munkysarehippys.livejournal.com
Jealousy is a fucked up thing... I figure i might be able to be a little more elaborate in here...

We dont date, but we still like... well, sleep together, and now she is with some Tim dude... and I hate him. AND THERE ISNT ANYTHING I CAN FUCKING DO! argh... I dont like this guy... i dont like him, and you see, we're not together, so I dunno why I feel this way.. i figured that we would eventually come to this... but I didnt want to face it... fuck it... in a way, I was gonna do the same thing to her, she is just making it happen now... instead of wating... what the fuck ever...

no sleep in 3 days... no food in 2... what the hell is wrong with me...
[identity profile] deorcfata.livejournal.com
OK...

Does anyone feel like no matter what they do they just cant control their mental illness? I have scared so many people away in my life time, and have been left scarred by it. Now im in a serious relationship and i keep fucking it up more and more because im to fucking insane to deal with the simplest of things. Its killing me more and more inside to watch me do this to the one and only person i have TRULY loved. I dont want him to leave me!!! I just ugh maybe i should start taking my medication again.

Oh yeah and i just thought of this while i wrote the subjest. Why does that one shirt from Hot Topic say "I dont suffer from insanity, i enjoy every minute of it"??? Thats such fucking bullshit!!! When you are diagnosed with a serious problem you dont enjoy it!! It sucks it ruins your life!!! I hate Hot Topic....ergness

Sorry i just wanted to rant...

The Truth.

Apr. 1st, 2005 04:22 pm
[identity profile] dementedheather.livejournal.com
Alright, folks. I have to confess something.

My true identity is special agent Lindsay H.
I'm an apprentice profiler and I am with the FBI.
You all were a great help to me.

A criminal suspect has taken refuge in an unknown place.
All we knew was he had an LJ account and was a member of this community.
It was my task to make a little undercover work, in order to spot that suspect, locking and tracking his IP and making a complete profile. The task now is complete, the suspect is being catched as I write now.

My lj account, the membership in this and other communities, my false identity and my insanity were all part of my undercover mission. I have no permission to fill you in on the details, though.

I am sorry I had to trick you all. You all were of great help.
Thanks for the cooperation.
Until then.

Bye.
[identity profile] myownincubus.livejournal.com

We came back over to the other building where our Youth Group room is, and continued making prank calls. Bryan was making most of them, and he called this Pregnancy Center and said "This is Tina... do you have free pregnancy tests?" In a really deep voice, we were having the hardest time keeping quiet in the background.They said "Yes our tests are free." In this southern accent. Great times.

[ Lizbeth ]

[identity profile] rowthepiano.livejournal.com
Hey, I'm Morgan. I'm not really sure what I've gotten myself into or if I'm welcome. But if someone would like to explain to me more about this group, I would gladly open up a bit.....A BIT, NO MORE!

Wha...?

Apr. 1st, 2005 06:17 pm
[identity profile] innocentsins238.livejournal.com
Ay, the weirdest thing (maybe not the weirdest but yes) just happened. I was updating my journal and when I hovered over the "Update Journal" tab, it...bounced off the page. It like, glowed in yellow and just bounced out of its spot, went down, and bounced right back up. And for that instant second I felt like a little girl laughing at some circus act going "Whee! Wait, wtf?". But then it bounced back. And it won't bounce anymore. I swear I didn't imagine that, it really did...bounce. Hm, Maybe I'm seeing things...it just did it again! Did this happen to anyone else before?...And it did it again. Okay, I guess it's some weird LJ thing I just happened to discover. O_o
[identity profile] saucisquirrel.livejournal.com
WARNING: ill probably x-post this elsewhere... i dont know where yet, and im not sure im satisfied with it yet so it may change.

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[identity profile] rowthepiano.livejournal.com
Something is wrong. Though, it could be normal. I can't help but to look at people anymore without wishing I had a bottle of poison in my hand, seducing them to drink it, and to watch them until their death. I don't really know if what I'm feeling isnt just a teenager thing. Part of me wants to beleive that being 14 or 15 comes with feelings of wanting to hurt others and to hurt myself. But the other part of me knows it may not be right. I've tried to hint onto my mom. But no one belives me. I just remember being ten years old and writing and drawing out suicide attempts. But then, what if I'm forcing myself to be this way, angry at everyone, all the time...for just being alive. What if I WANT to be this way, so I force myself. My worst fear in life is that I am this way for only attention. But I don't want attention. Or do I? I've been this way for so long, and now I'm begining to talk to people, who aren't here. Made up people, but they are real. I know they are. I see faces in everything I look at. But, what if I'm TRYING to see them and if I'm FORCING myself to see them and talk to them. What if I'm just normal and everything I think or know is a mhyth...I've also figured out that I have no pesonality. It changes with every person I come in contact with. And then I begin to worry that who I am when I am alone, IS me. A reflection of the person I despise. Ughness.....

-Morg
[identity profile] dangerbaby3000.livejournal.com
d'ya think if we knew the purpose of life, the meaning, that we would care to live at all?
if tonight you found out that the meaning of life was populating the earth, would you have babies even though you cannot stand kids and never planned on breeding beforehand?
would you change your lifestyle and shape your life around the meaning of it?

just wondering about that.
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