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Name: Lexi
Birthday: 9/23/1988
Gender: Female


Interests: My Star. Stars. The Moon. Rain. Thunderstorms. My guitars(Sonata,Calypso). My bass(Zelda). Drums. Music. Finch. The Used. Thrice. Lostprophets. The Mars Volta. Kat. Travis. Chris. Diedrich. Vlad. Matt. Matt S. Justin. Dan. Couss. Manda. <3
Expertise: Being more badass than you. -grin-
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment


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Saturday, August 12, 2006

Xanga sucks.

Therefore.

I have returned to the world of Livejournal.

Which equally sucks.

But I like it more.

If you have a Livejournal, then feel free to subscribe to me.

Most of my posts will probably be subscription only.

http://singsilverlight.livejournal.com/

Goodbye Xanga.

Goodbye Fuckers.<3


Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Born Slippy

Drive boy, dog boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a lipstick boy
She was a beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your innerspace boy
You had hands girl boy
And steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I've grown so close to you
Boy and you just groan boy
She said come over, come over
She smiled at you boy

Let your feelings slip boy
But never your mask boy
Random blonde bio high density rhythm
Blonde boy blonde country blonde high density

You are my drug boy
You're real boy
Speak to me and boy dog
Dirty numb cracking boy
You get wet boy
Big, big time boy
Acid bear boy
Babes and babes and babes and babes and babes
And remembering nothing boy
You like my tin horn boy and get
Wet like an angel
Derail.

You've got a velvet mouth
You're so succulent and beautiful
Shimmering and dirty
Wonderful and hot times
On your telephone line
And God and everything
On your telephone
And in walk an angel

And look at me, your mom
Squatting, pissed, in a tube-hole in Tottenham Court Road
I just come off the ship
Talking to the most
Blonde I've ever met
Shouting
Larger larger larger larger
Shouting
Larger larger larger larger
Shouting
Larger larger larger
Shouting
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega
Shouting larger larger larger larger
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
So many things to see and do
In the tube-hole true
Blonde going back to Romford
Mega mega mega going back to Romford
Hi mom, are you having fun?
And now are you on your way
To a new tension headache

 

 

Dirty Numb Angel Boy<3


Sunday, April 23, 2006

Hello.

I'm your martyr.

Will you be my gangster? <3

Currently Listening
The Melody And The Energetic Nature of Volume
By Evans Blue
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Friday, April 07, 2006

Sing without a reason to never fall in love again.

Tomorrow morning I will be leaving for Costa Rica for 10 days.

I expect that it will be an insane trip.

And funny enough. It's very needed right now.
The perfect therapy. I hope.

I have lots of paper. And many intentions of writing good hearted letters to some of you.
You'll receive them in the mail.
Unless it's one of those letters I'll never send.

So yeah. You won't have any contact with me for those ten days.

But I'd love to know what's going on. So drop me a line here or on Myspace.
Or, if you're awesome. Send me lots of emails or letters in the mail.
I'd love to have any of those from you guys when I get home.

Ask Lopez for my address if you want to write letters.
And my email is: Sempiternal_Mess@hotmail.com

-sigh-
It's been an interesting week.
It's amazing how fast things can go from near perfect to a classic disaster.

And now I'm leaving it all behind.

We'll see what I bring back from my trip.
Hopefully some new perspective. Maybe some new strength. Mine is slightly faltering. Good thing I'm leaving.

I wonder what I'll manage to leave behind.
I know one thing I'm leaving in Costa Rica.

 

I need to go.

I love you all.
Never forget that.

Have an awesome break.
And expect me to come running with hugs when I get back to school.

Goodnight. Sweet dreams. Much love.
<3

Currently Listening
Karmacode
By Lacuna Coil
Within Me
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Sunday, April 02, 2006

My room is cold.

And I can't sleep.
So I decided it was time for an update.

I miss New York, dude.
I just got a brief taste of it on Friday. Nothing more.
It just feels like everytime I go there..I'm home.

The five hour bus ride up was interesting. We watched The Lion King. That made me very happy. The museum was alright at first, but got more boring as the hours went by. But I saw The Starry Night by Van Gogh and an ink sketch by Modigliani. So that made the entire trip worthwhile to me.
The bus ride home was interesting. Very loud and obnoxious. But I got in almost two good hours of staring out the window and ignoring the fact that The Goonies was playing. (I hate that movie.)

But yeah. It was a good trip for the most part, I guess. I got really fucking annoyed with a lot of people. But it fizzled out when five o'clock rolled around and we could leave.

The amount of people that were amazed by the city amused the shit out of me. Kids were taking pictures of people standing and thinking. With the flash on. o.O Hm. And I thought they were supposed to be higher level photography students. -cough-

So yeah.
Today, I went out to breakfast with the family, then went to visit Elise at work since I was nearby. Then my mom decided that she wanted to see Elise and check out the prom dresses they had. So I found one dress that I really liked, which is awesome. The dress is really pretty. ^_^

My mom and I went to the mall later on. And we looked through Rampage for something to wear to Junior Banquet, but they had absolutely nothing. So I decided to try Lillie Rubin. And they had this amazing dress. It was love at first sight. And I bought it. And yay. ^_^ Then mommy and I had to accessorize. I couldn't find an evening purse that I liked at Nordstrom, so we looked through the shoes. And I found the most amazing shoes. And I bought them. And double yay. :D

So all I have to do now is finalize my choices in Prom dresses and find some bags and maybe another pair of shoes. Oh, and jewelry. ^_^ I love being a girl sometimes.

But uhm. Yeah.

I have a rant to make.

Ready?

Here it goes:

DRUGS ARE ILLEGAL.

"Yay! I'm so cool. I SMOKED A PLANT!WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Yes. You're cool. And you're super cool when you get caught and arrested for possession of illegal substances! HAHAHAHAHHHAHAYOU'RESOFUCKINGHARDCOREANDCOOL!

ICAN'TEVENHANDLEYOURHARDCORENESS!

Go smoke a tree, you fucking losers.

Kthanksbye.

-ends rant-

(No, Turtle. I'm not attacking you, in case that just went through your mind.)

I just don't understand kids these days.
With their fucking alcohol and fucking drugs. And for what? To have some fun?
Fuck that.
You can have fun without the various illegal shits. You really can. I promise.

It's just like the drunk driving thing they did at my school Wednesday and Thursday. They choose the SGA kids to play dead for a day in hopes of teaching the school a lesson.

Funny thing.

The majority of those SGA kids spend their entire weekends drinking and doing drugs and taking joy rides because it's "fun". And they will continue to. Because the think they're fucking invincible. They're not going to change because someone put make up on their face and they weren't allowed to smile.

How fucking sad is that?

I feel bad for those kids. And a great number of other kids from my school.

Those fucking statistics.

You're not invincible, you morons.

And I'm sorry that you're all to fucking stupid to see that.

 

Anyway.
Change of subject.
How're you all doing?
Are you having a good day?

>_>....Awesome. Great to hear it. Hah.

I'm fucking tired.
And I cuss too goddamn much, don't I?
-shrug- Get used to it. ^_^

But yeah. I'm gonna try to get some sleep now.
Night night, ya fuckers.<3

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Bleed All Over Me
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