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Fri, 13 Jan 2006 18:35:31 GMT

http://www.livejournal.com/users/teary_eyed2/48809.html

That should explain EVERYTHING.

uff said,

feel good INC. <3

Tue, 13 Dec 2005 14:57:13 GMT

I can't believe there was actually a protest against the new movie Brokerback Mountain in North York ... because it was a gay film. I'm too tired to even elaborate on the stupidity of this, so I shall refrain.

But I'm going to hate my job even more by the end of this week ... I'm working 60 hours this week. Insane. But thankfully I finally finished my christmas shopping ... with the exception of Kevin and the parents - is it bad that I did my friends before my family? ...

God, I just realized that I forgot to return this library book ... now I gotta spend an additional $20 and go all the way down to Toronto just to return the motherfucking thing. *grumbles* ... but maybe I can attempt to do some shopping while I'm there ... the only problem in that is that I can't go shopping my myself - I tend to spend wayyy to much. perhaps I shall kidnap tanyamaxwell ... maybe she'll want to come with me so that she can visit her BF. :P. *ahem* ~~JAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAY~~

No point to this entry really ... ~~do I ever really have a point?~~

love to you alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll...

oh dear...

Sat, 03 Dec 2005 03:02:03 GMT

I know, I know ... i should be studying for the three exams I have coming up ... but, christ, I couldn't help myself.

God, wtf's wrong with me??

~~http://bjfic.net/viewstory.php?sid=9796~~

this has to be a disorder or something ...

*hides*

so last weekend ...

Fri, 02 Dec 2005 15:49:02 GMT

Sorry about the late update y'all. *blows kisses* Had a kick ass weekend with the lovely tanyamaxwell,</span> we went to the Con No Baka convention … or the CON NO BAKE CONVEENTION, as it said on our hotel bill. Wish I could figure out how to use photobucket thingy so that I could upload the pictures I took … many of them consisting of Bakura ~~in various states of arousal~~ striking different poses – in the elevator, in the bathroom, ~~on the bed, with a leg in the air~~ … oh no wait, that really was one of the pictures … *giggles* … although it was horrible organization, I still had fun and so did Tanya. With facepaint. :D

JAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAYJAY. *cough* -- because I’m that much of a nerd, I’ve created an icon for the occasion. :-). I’d love to give juicy details, but I’m afraid someone’s going to kill me. With her cherry lip gloss. *ducks*

On to more news, I bought all of Gravitation, orgasm-ed ~~eleventy-thousand times~~ a few times over the hot man/man action of Yuki and Shuichi, realized I wasted the whole day reading it, then wrote this about my experience:

I tried to resist it, but I honestly couldn’t … it was sitting on my bed, scattered in a small pile. Yeah, I know I have exams coming up … and that paper due on Wednesday … and those projects for film … but each time I glanced over, I swear I could hear them taunting me … read me … realizing that I wouldn’t be able to fight their seduction of procrastination, I gathered them up (yes, all 12, minus number 5) and attempted to place them under my bed, out of sight. Then I saw it – Shuichi, on one of the cover’s, topless, with a spiked-leather collar and a spiked-leather band wrapping around his torso, showing much skin and, to my utter pleasure, his nipples. I caved, skipped school and spent all day reading Gravitation. And now I’m done and I feel horrendously guilty, but at the same time the squealing fangirl inside of me is sated. For now.

I must now ~~go and write the smuttiest m/m lemon possible~~ study for my psychology exam coming up.

~Di

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 22:13:18 GMT

oh my god. can it get any colder outside?? *hears the wind blowing furiously against the glass* ... and the worst part of it is the fact that all of my classes are across campus, so I have to drag around this brick of a laptop, which is making my bag hang low and it (my heavy bag) keeps rubbing against my ass which is making it sore. hahaha TMI, sorry. but still, every now and then, as I run across the street on a yellow light, jumping past the Evangelist who's trying to convince me via pamphlet that I need God in my life, it rubs in a certain way and an erotic shudder passes through me and I can't help but wonder if thats what it feels like post-slashy-fuck.

~di

weekend bits.

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 20:06:06 GMT

Oh dear ...

well well, went to see HP 4 with the sexy tanyamaxwell on friday ... I had to pretend I didn't see it for Saturday night when my uncle and his 2 kids took me to see it again ... and I had to pretend that I didn't see it AGAIN when my friend dragged me to go and see it again on Sunday. But really, it wasn't a bad film! It was ... *diablo's eyes glaze over as she remembers *that* scene ... with Dan, I mean Harry, in the bathtub* omg, call me a pervert all you like but I was totally staring at his arms the first time, his chest and abs the second and his nipples the third. God he is going to be one sexy!motherfucker when he gets older. In fact, screw older, he's hot right now. OMG! and Draco ... I think I grabbed tanya at one point ... when he was dressed sexily in black ... which was a hot look with his blond hair ... you all know I have a thing for the contradictions ;);).

And now, I have a non-date with a non-boyfriend right now. God, I really wanna cancel on him, cuz I have a feeling he's going to be all weird and the evening is going to be filled with awkward silences and questions about what we did or didn't do. No, I didn't fuck him. I didn't want to.

But I had tonz of fun with tanyamaxwell and it really made me miss the fact that I don't see her as often now-a-days ... even online :(. But we have the con. this weekend, and I'm excited about that!! Hopefully there will be some more hot-homo-wall-fucking-demonstrations to turn me on again. :D

*kisses*

~di

pointless, randomness shit.

Thu, 17 Nov 2005 20:37:41 GMT

Haha, well after a bitch of a week, I ended up accidentally sleeping in ... until 3:00 PM. YAY!

Can't wait to see Harry Potter with the lovely tanyamaxwell it's the only thing that's been getting me through the week. That and dirty thoughts of how hot Dan is going to be when he gets older ... but I can like him now, right? He's past 16!! (ish). hehe *goes into the dark place*

Was speaking with onyxtigress late last night on msn ... she closed down the YGO site at yahoo cuz it was dead. That got me thinking ... is the fandom dead? I mean I don't even go to AFF anymore ... or the Pit because of all the crap ... crap, crap, crap ... the best authors now mostly post stuff on their LJ ... and they're on my flist so YAY! ... but still, YGO doesn't seem dead to me ... *ponders* ... maybe that's cuz I'm so non-existant.

Haha, omg, btw, forgot to mention that this showed up in the MAIL for me yesterday: http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/application/prodDisplay/?namespace=productDisplay&origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&event=display&prnbr=SG-189938&page=1&cgname=OSPTYSXYZZZ&rfnbr=2133 ... it was signed "Merry Christmas, from anonymous" ... WITH MY EX'S RETURN ADDRESS ON IT. *shudder* ... I'm so creeped out. But they are quite nice - I should return the favor and order him nice 10" dildo. So that he can go and fuck himself with it.

Spoke to the prof. after lecture ... there are 3000+ students in the class ... after the lecture half of them rush out the door, the other half rush forward to talk to him. I was caught inbetween and kinda stood there petrified as people pushed past in each direction. Students. All to doped-up on caffeine. But when I eventually got to see the prof ... 30 mins later ... he said that he'll "see what he can do". That's better than a "sorry, fuck you, you fail".

Ok, I must go and shower now, I kinda fell asleep in the work clothes ... which are now wrinkly. Never wear silk. Unless it's going to be removed in the pre-sex moments. *thoughts of Bakura in a red, silk shirt* - now that's sexy.

*blows kisses*

-Di.

EDIT: seeing as though my cell is gone *tears* along with all of my numbers, tanyamaxwell, James and Jenn and Co. wanted to see HP 4 also I think, but I don't have their numbers to call them, so I dunno when they wanna go. I know you have a late class tomorrow so if its better we can always go on Sat. night. I come home from work at like 10:30/11 so I'll come online and see if you're on, k?

test

Fri, 11 Nov 2005 16:57:52 GMT

I just got this email.

"After discussing this issue with Prof. Colaguri, we have decided to imput a zero for your first term test, worth 30% of your final mark. I understand that it is too late to drop this course and that this was the field of study that you wanted to get into, but such is life and these things happen"

I WAS *SICK* and I even got a FUCKING doctors note. Do they care? no.

fuck.

Thu, 10 Nov 2005 07:23:56 GMT

mmmmmmmmmmm ... omg, there's a HUGE thunderstorm outside right now. And I am so turned on. Omg. Like whoa. ~~too bad I didn't have a hot real boyfriend/non-boyfriend/boy-toy at my disposal, or he'd be one lucky motherfucker tonight~~ hehe. *bang*. omg, I need to get laid.

got tommy?

hehehe, and I wrote that psy100 exam ... FAILURE!! lol, well, I'm not quite sure yet, we'll see. Speaking of failing, as I didn't write this other exam, stupid UofT bastards are giving me a zero. I shall fight this, I shall.

Omg I haven't done some hardcore writing in so long, I feel like a penis that hasn't cum in FOREVER. can you say BLUE BALLS? I am horny for teh writing. that's sad, that is.

Wayy too tired to make any sense right now, but there's 7 days left of HP and 15 left for convention with miss TANYA and ... BLUE MOUNTAIN ... woo hoo.

I wanna get ~~branded~~ tattoo'ed again soon, real bad.

sweet dreams you lovely people.........................

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 22:20:27 GMT

So for the sake of my sanity, i shall now vow to update more often. Ever since starting uni, I think I've developed this anti-social-ness/procrastination side of me that's pissing me off. Oh wait, my bad, that's a side-effect of going to fucking university. but enough of that negativity, the 4th Harry Potter movie is coming out in 9 days and I just ordered the 2nd season of Queer as Folk from amazon ~~with my EVIL visa card~~. I'm off to write an exam, worth 35%, which I absolutely haven't studied for ... unless you count purchasing the bloody text book as studying, which is sad because I didn't even do that.

haha.

good times, so what have I missed?

and for you, my dearest tanyamaxwell, because I just found out the subject ....</span>

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Sun, 02 Oct 2005 05:46:13 GMT

So in my post-orgasmic state, I decided to ~~procrastinate~~ start my homework. Really annoying song (shame on you if you like it, lol) kept playing over and over and over ... this ensued:

"Everybody just wants to be loved", Marik turned his head to the side as he exhaled the smoke from his lungs. "Given good love and protection ... given a love that gives you everything you want and need", he raised the joint to take another drag but was interrupted when a pale hand snatched it away from him.

"Stay out of my stash" Bakura snapped, taking a drag, "it makes you the worst kind of horny".

Marik gave Bakura an odd look before pulling off his pants that were already undone, "there's no such thing as a worst kind of horny" he gripped his hardened cock in example, "only love".

Marik jumped down from the kitchen counter he was perched on, wrapped his arms around Bakrua and whispered "I want you to love me".

Bakura didn't answer as he held the joint in between his lips; his hands busied themselves with the removal of his pants. Taking a deep drag before tossing the joint into the sink, he ignored his lungs as the burn crept up from holding the smoke in. He pulled Marik's face close and closed his mouth around the other, expelling the smoke from his lungs into Marik's as he felt him palm his cock.

"Love me until it hurts" Marik coughed from the sudden smoke but nevertheless moved Bakura's hand to his ass where he shoved a finger into the tight creviace.

"I can show you the way love's suppose to be" Marik tongued Bakura, " love-".

Bakura effectively silenced Marik when he abruptly shoved another finger in. "Love doesn't satisfy my cock-" Bakura retorted as he flipped him around, bent him across the counter and lined his cock up to his ass crack, "allowing your tight asshole to service my cock until I cum-", he tightened his grip on Marik's hip, angling himself for the deepest penetration, "is better than love-", he shoved his cock forward, sliding home, "it's fucking".

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Now before you gag in disgust, re-read it, but substitute: [loved for fuck] and [love for fucking] YAY!

Wed, 28 Sep 2005 20:53:13 GMT

Bah, I have to work soon ... and I've got George Michael's Careless Whispers in my head. But it's all good because MY INTERNET IS BACK UP AND RUNNING!!! :D ... and I'm at school all day tomorrow ... but I'll be home in the afternoon ... YAY!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, still have to get new laptop, contacts, gifts, ~~condoms~~, books, fuck-buddy (my old one deflated) *giggles* and a life ... YAY!!!!!!!!!

ok time to go to work, YAY!!!!!

~di

Tue, 20 Sep 2005 01:42:39 GMT

I feel as if I'm teetering on the edge of two existences, about to fall off ... but I don't know which way to lean. I'm spinning in so many directions, I'm beginning to believe I exist for nothing and belong nowhere. If I bend over backwards once more, I'm going to break ... but that'll probably be a good thing because no one would really notice me gone. Nothing is really working out for me right now ... I'm a failure to my friends, a nobody at school, a nothing at work, a joke to my unborn fiction ... I feel as if I don't even know myself anymore. If bitterness was an art, I'd probably screw that up as well. I don't mean to be cynical or depressing or what-the-fuck ever because it's not that I want sympathy (that is if anyone's reading this at all). i just feel so alone and worthless. I've broken myself and I don't know how to fix it.

LUKE, YOU MANWHORE!

Sun, 07 Aug 2005 23:22:15 GMT

wow, where the hell have I been??

lol, don't blame me ... it's summer, I honestly feel as if I'm loosing track of the time ... my only concern now is what I'll be doing the next day and where I'd be sleeping at night ;). Slept over at Jenn's house last night ... talked ALL night ... glad to say that I seriously missed out on a lot of drama that's been happening with them *rolls eyes* lol ... they all seem to hate each other ... or hate something about each other or are jealous of one another ... gah! I hate girls (don't worry tanyamaxwell you're the exception ... not that you're not a girl ... yanno what I mean, lol).

Anyways, I always knew that in my life, if I didn't have deadlines, I'd never get anything done ... along those lines, I feel really guilty about all of the ficcage I have left to update/edit and all of the ficcage that's still in my head waiting to be written (omg, some PB's have DIED and are ROTTING)

oh the horror!!

OHH, but went to see Dukes of Hazzard AVEC tanyamaxwell and I had a blast!! (<3 to the HICKS) ... oh oh oh and the dude that's gunna play Nikki Sixx in the future Motley movie was in it ... Johnny Knoxville ... which is good because he is seriously so easy to slash ... hehehe ... *ARE YOU KISSING COUSINS??* ... ::giggles, uncontrollably::

Oh, I saw Mean Girls today ... now have irrational fear of yellow school buses for some reasons ... omg, and fake boobs *ULTIMATE SHUDDER*

Anyways, I'm now going to attempt to print out all of my chapters of Seduction ... to possibly edit ... or fix ... or remember where the hell I was planning to go with said Ficcage ...

~demonbabe ;)

Tue, 19 Jul 2005 04:38:18 GMT

I come bearing ficcage!! ... okay, so it's not as flooring as tanyamaxwell's ficcage that she posted ...

As many of you know, I wrote the Seto/Mokuba piece called Seduction: The Secret Life ... I've worked out most of the chapters left in that fic, but I was planning to do a sequel, incidentally called "The Last Seduction". Getting ahead of myself ~~I couldn't help myself! the angst!!~~ I wrote the first chapter of the sequel ... it's YGO (Yu-Gi-oh!) fanfiction, with the pairing (of course) as Seto/Mokuba ... which, *gasp-shock* is incest ... read at your own risk ... there isn't anything bad in there, I'm not quite sure what to rate it ... 16 ?

The extent of my “research” for this chapter includes a quite entertaining conversation with tanyamaxwell about drinks … using the following website as reference - I highly recommend checking out: http://www.crazydrinker.com/

and now, on to the ficcage ...

Seto leaned against the bar, ordering another shot of Double-Beam as his eyes traced a pattern down Mokuba’s torso.

He was dancing, alone, in the middle of the crowded dance floor, shirt clutched in one hand as miniature tinsel fell from the ceiling, sticking to his sweat-slicked skin. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as his body moved in beat to the song.

Suppressing an urge to walk up to his brother and grind his cock into his ass while letting his tongue taste the smooth span of Mokuba’s neck, Seto scowled and turned to glare at the bar tender for yet another shot. He was starting to get shit-faced, but that was nothing compared to the other emotions that were plaguing him at the moment.

Reduced to stalking his younger brother in order to keep an eye on him, Seto grabbed the shot glass the bar tender was holding out to him without removing his eyes from Mokuba’s body. Throwing his head back to allow the liquid to travel smoothly down his throat, he eyed the glass suspiciously when the expected burn from the alcohol didn’t occur.

“What the fuck is this?” Seto snapped at the bartender over the music.

The bartender grabbed the empty shot glass from Seto’s loose grip, “I’m cutting you off; you’ve had enough”

Seto narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to argue but quickly closed it as he saw Mokuba approaching the bar in the reflection of the many mirrors adoring the adjacent walls.

Seto turned away slightly with a stiff stance and glanced towards the dance floor, trying to act as if nothing was wrong, as if he hadn’t stayed up for the past 3 nights in a row trying to figure out how the hell he was going to work out the mess that became the relationship of his brother … his lover … his what-the-fuck-ever Mokuba had become to him.

“Double-Beam”, Mokuba leaned into the bar as he ordered, pointedly ignoring both the hungry glare he was receiving from the man beside him as well as the presence of his older brother in the least-likeliest of places one would find Seto Kaiba.

Seto raised an eyebrow at his choice of drink as he watched Mokuba down the shot before he turned to look at him with an unreadable expression. Mokuba licked his lips, still tasting the bittersweet alcohol against his tongue as he felt his pants dip a bit lower from where they laid on his narrow waist.

Seto’s cock stirred once more as he fixed his eyes upon his brother for the umpteen time that week, repressing yet another urge to kiss … caress … throttle – anything – his brother to quench the hunger within him that was slowly tearing him apart.

Mokuba felt his gut clench in guilt before a wave of anger and humiliation crashed into him as he remembered what happened. It didn’t matter how many drinks he had, how many guys he let blow him or how many times he ripped his clothes off while curling his body around a metal pole on stage … nothing made him forget – everything only served as a temporary distraction from the shame that coursed through his body. He opened his mouth, feeling obligated to at least acknowledge his brother’s presence.

Seto broke his gaze, quickly turning his head, not willing to endure yet another argument which left both of them wishing a slow and fucking painful death upon the other.

Mokuba snapped his mouth shut, feeling his cheeks slightly burn as if Seto had slapped him – he felt his heart still for a moment … did he go too far? … did he push too hard? He blinked back tears as his anger once again coursed through his body and did the only rational thing that came to mind – he grabbed the arm of the guy standing next to his brother and pulled him onto the dance floor.

Closing his eyes, he tried once again to forget, to loose himself in the pounding music and the feel of someone’s hands caressing his back as it moved lower. And if he closed his eyes long enough, it seemed okay to pretend that the hands belonged to Seto … that the lips covering his were his brothers ... that the cock pounding in and out of him was Seto’s. And as he felt the other man’s hands slip below the waist of his pants, covering his ass before slipping a single digit into his tight hole, he hissed and pressed his body closer to the stranger, telling himself that it was okay if he fucked him – everyone else already had.

quickie

Thu, 14 Jul 2005 04:58:40 GMT

Mmmkay, I should really update this more often ... at least I'm not as bad as ryanmikato or anything ... hehehe.

ANYWAYS, went to Toronto avec tanyamaxwell on Monday ... we went into a Vintage store on Queen Street ... bought a Bob Marley t-shirt (he's surprisingly not smoking weed in the picture on it), while Tani bought Bakura ... I mean this FAN-tabulus Bakura shirt. Omg, it's all Blue and Stripe-y and I kid you not she started caressing it while we were in the store. *giggles* ... oh god, the extent of our love for the fandom scares me sometimes ... but that's okay cuz it feel's good ... much like ... *cough* [I'm trying not to be drrty, for once]. lmao ...

Ohhhh guess what! ... well ... remember that thingy I wrote like AGES ago ... Seduction: The Secret Life ... well I actually planned to do a Sequel to it called The Last Seduction (omg, tanyamaxwell and I were in ... I think it was Walmart ... and we saw that title on something and omg I loved it and it was perfect for the sequel and this is a horribly run-on sentence ...) anywho, I wrote the first chapter for it today ... I'm not sure if it's okay or if it fits ... but it felt good to actually write something after so long. I'll post part of it on the LJ tomorrow ... am horribly tired right now, lol.

sweet dreams ;)

Goodbye, Queer as Folk. Forever.

Mon, 11 Jul 2005 22:00:17 GMT

*ded*

oh. my. god. As of right now, I have officially seen every single episode of every season of Queer as Folk ... I *must* own it, I don't care what the parents have to say about that ...

but omg ... the last episode ... omg ... T_________________________T ~~I actually had tears in my eyes~~

I can't even comment on whether I liked the ending or not ... my brain has turned into mush.

to my parents: may you realize one day how truly ignorant you are

Mon, 11 Jul 2005 00:00:05 GMT

Yeah, that'll be my dedication to them on the first book I write that's filled with pretty boys butt-fucking.

I realized today, at 7:24 pm EST that my parents are full of BULLSHIT.

I left my copy of The Dirt (http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0060989157/ref=sib_dp_pt/002-6015577-7392003#reader-link) in the kitchen. Said parents happend to pick it up, flip through a few pages, see the picture of naked Nikki ~~the one time it actually sucked that he was naked~~ as well as glance at few words such as drugs, sex and fuck ... and concluded that I shouldn't be reading it.

I pretty much ~~told them to fuck OFF~~ explained to them with a few choice words that it was my decision whether I wanted to read something like that or not.

At least I got a chance to put them in their place. I think they're beginning to realize that I really don't give a flying fuck about what they think of me - I will do, I will be and I will act however I want to because it's my life

Mmkay, enough of that self-angst ~~I'm sorry you had to read that~~ ... I should go write some ficcage ...

~~did I forget to mention that they still didn't give me back the dirt? ... they're keeping it until I clean my room. Such losers~~

:?

Sun, 10 Jul 2005 17:17:02 GMT

And so there I was ... driving home 1/2 hour later ... the brother had fallen asleep, somehow managing to slide all the way over to my side where his head fell into my lap. T_T. t'was not comfortable, but I made do - If I die tomorrow was on repeat and I used the light from my cell phone to read the dirt (TEH MOTLEY BOOK). When I realized that I couldn't decipher the difference between the words couldn't and wouldn't I was sadly forced to put the book away. Feeling bored, I stuck one of the headphone-thingy's into my bro's ear (hey, I was sharing the Motley-ness). [pls note Kevin = really loves rock but would never admit it - he left his computer on once and I found a "secret" folder where he kept all of the rock songs that he d/l'ed]. Anyways, always making fun of me because I like teh Motley, he surprisingly woke up ~~I think~~ and told me it was an all right song.

~~I have no idea why you read that above paragraph. Pointless. ^_^. hehe~~

anywho, I'm feeling a bit :( ... because I only have one more ep of QAF (Queer as Folk) to watch ... then it'll be over. Forever. ... nothing should be over forever. But then again, that's why we have fanfiction ... *thoughts*

<3

TANI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ... so, what's gunna happen on MONDAY? ... hmmmm ... I'll come online in a bit (must help the bro make breakfast) :)

Fri, 08 Jul 2005 17:30:59 GMT

thunderstorms turn me on.

I just realized that the release of the next HP book is only 8 days away ... and I have more than 2/3 of the last book to finish ... and the MOTLEY book (The dirt) <3 I wanna finish that ...

*caress' said books*

my preciousssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss ...

bah, I gotta go to work now ... :?

thunderstorms turn me on.

i think i'll stop pretending

Fri, 08 Jul 2005 05:54:50 GMT

Our life is made by the death of others - Leonardo Da Vinci

much <3 and support sent to all of those who were affected by the terrorist attacks in London - to the victims and to the families of those who tragically died ... [B.B. you'll be forever loved and never forgotten]

how can we not live in fear from this?? ... life's too short - fuck all of this bullshit, strive to be happy because that's the only thing that'll make life really worth living.

i think it's probably best to end this ~~drunken~~ post here.

--

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 05:45:44 GMT

*electrocuted*

queer as folk - makin my heart beat faster since I found you ...

Wed, 06 Jul 2005 05:32:32 GMT

oh my god.

current obsession: Queer as Folk ...

I just saw screeners for the next two ep's ... to say I'm shocked is an understatement ... it's more a feeling of shock ... winded-ness ... freaking-out-ness ... holy mother of god

how sad is it that a show does this to me?! ... I swear it's like ectacy, I can't get enough ... I feel so high right now ...

and this song isn't really helping ...

O.O

best. drug. ever.

Tue, 05 Jul 2005 15:24:35 GMT

*emerges*

-_-* - sorry.

So, the summer is finally upon us ... yess, school is OVER. I can finally get my life back *does a little dance* :D. I'm currently uploading pictures from LIVE 8 ... I went with tanyamaxwell. All I can say is Nikki Sixx was so close ... I could clearly see his tattoo's. </span>

So ... whaddid I miss? ... >_<

<3 <3 <3

~diablo bella

if I die tomorrow ....

Mon, 06 Jun 2005 22:12:19 GMT

Taken from tanyamaxwell

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?