Someone Kill me please
Random facts about my lame and some of my really emo thoughts
Not a happy post -_-
Not a happy post -_-
-I live on a really open-minded village, and I love it. We are famous on or country and we are one of the most important gay- touristy places of Spain. I’m not gay, actually. But I kissed a girl too and I really don’t care much of the gender if I like the person who’s next to me. It’s just boys turn me on and girls doesn’t. So now I’m still single and trying to find a decent person who wants to be with me. Too bad James Marsden is taken. : _( aw
-I like to be alone because sometimes I just feel like I want to hit some of my friends; they can be so selfish just talking about boy and themselves. I never talk about myself much and I like to hear the other but sometimes it’s just so much. That’s why I’m ranting here -_- There’s another friend I have I really enjoy to pass time with, but they not live near me and that sucks.
-I finished my career (Publicity and Public Relationships) on September 2006 and I’m still trying to find a job. I worked as a freelance, drawing the illustrations of different books and I’m currently working on a shoe shop while I try to find a job of my career. That’s really depressing to me, because I feel Like I lost a year and I’m just a deception and waste of space on my home and as a human being. I’m really worried about my future and that’s killing me.
-I didn’t have vacation in 7 years. Looks like my life is always the same, just like Eduard Norton on the fight Club: Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. I want to thing it’s just a phase. A really long phase. I need to sleep more.
-I have an old collection of my little pony, like 35 toys from my childhood. They’re the only toys I keep since I was like 5 years old and the other day I found a videotape with some of the episodes of the show. I love it as a kid so I was overjoyed.
-My computer is the son of the devil, but all of you already know that’ right?
-I have and older sister (27 yearsd old). She still living with us but she’s not much at home because she works most of the day and then she’s always hanging around with her friend at night. My mother is always saying that mi sister thinks that she leave on a hostel or something like that, because she don’t help at home much. And for much I mean nothing at all. Don’t get me wrong, I love my sis but you know the parable of the
The prodigal son ? Is like that to her. I always though that was a very unfair for the son that always followed his father. Oh well, maybe it’s just me…
-I ‘m a member of the Medecins Sans Fronteres ( MSF) and I’m a organ donor. I can’t give blood because I’m anaemic, I wasn’t I will do it too. My sister is a biologist and I can’t convince her to be a donor too…at least she’s always a blood donor.
biologist
-My father has pancreatic cancer. I didn’t talk about that on the first fact about me but, just like House says, if you say something about cancer then all the conversations you have is always about that. And I hate it. My father had chemotherapy and radiotherapy and now we have to wait like a month to see if the treatment had work and he can have surgery. I hope so.
I love my mother to death but she’s getting on my nerves, seriously. Mostly because I’m like her and she’s stressed and worried too, and she have the same problem as I have to talk a bout it. But well, all of my family is worried, maybe lest my sister but she lives on her own world so that’s normal.
Sorry for bother all of you with my depressing though. Kisses babes <3
And I post that song, because I love it and I feel exactly like that.
Jack’s lament
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known
I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears
-I like to be alone because sometimes I just feel like I want to hit some of my friends; they can be so selfish just talking about boy and themselves. I never talk about myself much and I like to hear the other but sometimes it’s just so much. That’s why I’m ranting here -_- There’s another friend I have I really enjoy to pass time with, but they not live near me and that sucks.
-I finished my career (Publicity and Public Relationships) on September 2006 and I’m still trying to find a job. I worked as a freelance, drawing the illustrations of different books and I’m currently working on a shoe shop while I try to find a job of my career. That’s really depressing to me, because I feel Like I lost a year and I’m just a deception and waste of space on my home and as a human being. I’m really worried about my future and that’s killing me.
-I didn’t have vacation in 7 years. Looks like my life is always the same, just like Eduard Norton on the fight Club: Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. I want to thing it’s just a phase. A really long phase. I need to sleep more.
-I have an old collection of my little pony, like 35 toys from my childhood. They’re the only toys I keep since I was like 5 years old and the other day I found a videotape with some of the episodes of the show. I love it as a kid so I was overjoyed.
-My computer is the son of the devil, but all of you already know that’ right?
-I have and older sister (27 yearsd old). She still living with us but she’s not much at home because she works most of the day and then she’s always hanging around with her friend at night. My mother is always saying that mi sister thinks that she leave on a hostel or something like that, because she don’t help at home much. And for much I mean nothing at all. Don’t get me wrong, I love my sis but you know the parable of the
The prodigal son ? Is like that to her. I always though that was a very unfair for the son that always followed his father. Oh well, maybe it’s just me…
-I ‘m a member of the Medecins Sans Fronteres ( MSF) and I’m a organ donor. I can’t give blood because I’m anaemic, I wasn’t I will do it too. My sister is a biologist and I can’t convince her to be a donor too…at least she’s always a blood donor.
biologist
-My father has pancreatic cancer. I didn’t talk about that on the first fact about me but, just like House says, if you say something about cancer then all the conversations you have is always about that. And I hate it. My father had chemotherapy and radiotherapy and now we have to wait like a month to see if the treatment had work and he can have surgery. I hope so.
I love my mother to death but she’s getting on my nerves, seriously. Mostly because I’m like her and she’s stressed and worried too, and she have the same problem as I have to talk a bout it. But well, all of my family is worried, maybe lest my sister but she lives on her own world so that’s normal.
Sorry for bother all of you with my depressing though. Kisses babes <3
And I post that song, because I love it and I feel exactly like that.
Jack’s lament
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known
I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears
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Y no pienso que puedo donar la sangre, cualquiera. Puedo ser diabético o algo. No la quieren tan. D:
Pero conjeturo que puedo venir a ti si necesito nunca un hígado o algo. : B
Bien, conjeturo que no puedes conseguir realmente a tu hermana ser un donante, también. (No probablemente o, cualquiera me preguntó o qué.)
Es apenas algo que conjeturo que ella no quiere hacer.
Me has dicho sobre tu padre antes. Y deseo que hablaras más sobre él. Querría ser guardado hasta la fecha con todo el eso y cómo él está haciendo y lo que.
Espero que él pueda conseguir la cirugía y todo otro que él necesita CUANTO ANTES.
*HUGS* lo siento tan sobre ese, miel, y deseo que todo se resuelva para ti y tu familia.
Bleh, problemas de la madre.
Puedo entender eso. Amo a mi mamá, pero tuve que moverse lejos de ella porque los shes un alcohólico.
Solamente tus cosas no tienen gusto de mi cosa.
Si tienes la misma clase de problemas, puedes sentarse quizá y hablar abou él para conseguir visiónes de cada uno.
Eso podía ayudarte, yo supone.
¿Email yo si tú cada necesidad cualquier cosa en absoluto, aceptable?
(Long comment is LOOOONNNNG)
(So long in fact, I had to comment twice to get it all in.
Sorry about that.)
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I wish I was there with you, to spend the day hanging around, playing, eating and making fun of everything. I always wanted to go to Canada (my mum too) and I hope some day I will do it. So be sure that I will be calling you to bother you on your face :3
I talk a lot, really, just never about myself. I like to talk about a lot of things, movies, art, books…, it’s just “some” of my friends like to talk about boys, dates, and all that stuff. Don’t get me wrong, I have nice friends, they help me a lot with my father thing and I love them all, but especially two of them can be a bit annoying sometimes. It’s mostly my fault because I’m not that much of a party girl.
Yah I know that having a boyfriend/girlfriend is not that fun at all, so I’m not all worried about that because is the last of my problems.
oohh I love old kids TV shows. I have to make a post talking about them =D
Thanks about the comment of the “donor “thing. I always thought that if I’m death my organs are not useful for me anymore, so maybe another person can use them LOL of course I will give you my liver :3
I will tell you more of my father on e-mail. Now he’s going well, let’s just have hope.
I’m really sorry about your mum. I know our problems are different but they suck the same. *HUGS YOU TO DEATH*
I LOVE LONG COMMENT!!!! A LOT!
I like the way you talk Spanish a lot ^^
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"Dont cut me up when I'm dead! D:"
I already know what I want done to me after I die.
LOL I've practically planned my funeral. Isn't that weird?
Old TV shows are sweet.
They're why I am what I am today. :D
YAY! You love my long comment! And you like my Spanish!
I would have made this comment in Spanish but I'm lazy right now. X3
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you're not weird, you're PREPARED!!XD
I know what I want for my funeral too, I want to be incinerated adn a big party. I don't want to be on a box 2 feets under.
^____^ old tv show are pure love, better than actual kid's show on my opinion
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Because it's WAY better than rotting underground.
Yay! I HALP WITH ENGRISH. :B
Anners am smrt.
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YEAH YUR BERY GUD AT INGLISX!