G-L-O-R-I-A !

Raise your hands now to testify . Your confession will be crucified . You're a sacrificial suicide like a dog that's been sodomized . Stand up all the white boys . Sit down and the black girls . You're the soldiers of the new world . Put your faith in a miracle and it's non-denominational . Join the choir we will be singing in the church of wishful thinking . A fire burns today of blasphemy and genocide . The sirens of decay will infiltrate the faith fanatics . Oh bless me lord for I have sinned . It's been a lifetime since I last confessed . I threw my crutches in the river of the shadow of doubt . And I'll be dressed in my Sunday best . Say a prayer for the family . Drop a coin for humanity . Ain't this uniform so flattering ? I never asked you a God damned thing ! Don't test me . Second guess me . Protest me . You will disappear . I want to know who's allowed to breed . All the dogs who never learned to read ? Missionary politicians ? And the cops of a new religion ?

FREEEEEAK

Hello you . By you , I mean me . Because I know I'm the only one to go on this stupid website . But it's okay . I'm here on this blog not to be famous (lol) or to make as many friends as possible . I'm here now to let my little sad heart talk about his feeling . And I'm kidding . Again . I don't even remember why I'm here now . I guess I'll just talk about anything .

Well well well . This week realy sucks . I'm going to read a kinda stupid book called : Un homme et son péché . And my father is going to watch for the 43 847 132 time this movie . I agree that the book is not THAT bad , but I watched the movie so many times because my father loved it and now i'm so pissed that it freak me out .

And I'm going to receive the A H1N1 vaccine this wednesday . I heard that it realy hurt . Maybe I will cry . I'm kidding , I won't . I'm not of those person who get hurt only by seeing the nurse .

And my left arm hurt now . Maybe it is going to explode and I am going to die because of my arm explosion . Or not . I will get some sleep now . Good night you .

I say snatch , eat , erase !

If you wanted me dead , I'd be dead .
Yes .
But I'm not .
Yet .

I can't stop listening to this song...
Anberlin - Enjoy the silence

Tell me what ya want what ya really really want

Okay, let's talk a little bit. About one month and a half passes in a new school with new friends and new teachers. I love meeting people, but I feel so incomplete. Something is missing. I thought change would be great for me. I thought it would do something greater than great to solve my missing problem. I thought it would be great to be in another place with other people AND IT IS. However... there is something I lack. If someone know what it could be : Please tell me. I don't have a clue about what it could be. I'm only looking, looking and looking again. Did I say that I was looking for something ? Because I seriously am. Do I look for money, for success or for some kind of thing to be proud of ? Do I want to look better and to feel more attractive and more wanted ? Do I do the same than almost all the teenagers in this world : Look for love ? I don't think so. I'm looking for something MORE. Or something LESS. See, I don't know what I want. Maybe I want to learn something new, something that will make my life better. Or maybe I only want to feel comfortable and free. If I don't know what I want, at least I know what I do not want. I don't want to have a painful life full of regrets. So I try everyday to do the best, to look kinda good and to talk to everyone I meet. I don't want to be with stupid people with stupid ambition but I either don't want to be alone AND stupid. I know I don't want to be more popular and to feel so praised and so admired. I'm okay with the people around me ! I'm not looking for the BIG LOVE. Well not yet. Now I want to flirt, to date and to do things that teens are supposed to do. Maybe this is what I want : To feel kinda normal.

You're dead dude. Get over.

The Fray - Never say never

it's just... woah.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLdcTUvB2hc

Gabe and his pies :)

La chanson Hot Mess de l'album Guilty Pleasure, par Ashley Tisdale. Allô l'originalité. Si au moins la toune serait bonne. Mais non.

Le monde sans talent qui font semblant d'en avoir, ça m'énerve. Comme le monde qui connaissent rien, mais qui répètent tout ce qu'on leur dit pour avoir l'air intelligent.

Anyway. Fangs up cobra style !