Bring on calamity...!

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All dressed up..

And if looks could kill
I'd be a lonely girl with a personal graveyard.
Complicated, bent on revenge...
I've got a speed dial spot in the devil's address book..
but hey!
oh no...
ain't nobody got nothin on me.

My Name is Chelsea RayLynn.

I've got a speed Dial spot in the Devil's address book.

3 Cheers for Vanity.....♥

So here is the deal. I don't claim to be "different" or "cool" or a "non-conformist" or anything like that. I just like what I like, and I don't care what You think about it. I don't care if you say I am a "poser" because that word doesn't mean shit anyways. Everyone and no one are posers. Who fucking cares?

I'm a girl in a comatose world where nobody thinks for themselves anymore. People only like what they think is cool or meant to be liked. People worry about being uncool and want to be liked.

Am I any different? I'd like to think so. I don't care about what anyone thinks about me. at least for the important parts. But when it comes to me specifically? Am I Unique? Different? I'm about as different as all the other different girls in the world, but at least i can admit it. I am an average girl who watches cartoons, plays pokemon, got addicted to world of warcraft(horde. don't fuck with me.), listened to nsync back in the day (and still do sometimes.), puts on too much makeup, has insecurities, and eats too much cereal. I'm sure if anyone ever reads this. they will agree with at least 6 of the 7 things i just mentioned. But, hey, more for us to talk about right? =]

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xx
Mellow out;;
Strung out on sunshine♥

Saturday, August 15, 2009

2:59 AM

My first "8tracks.com" Playlist.

Just songs that make me feel good.
Or super emotional.
Or are just so beatiful i don't know what to do with myself.

Anyways, leave me some comments if you're on 8tracks.com
if you're not you probably should be cause it seems like a super nifty site.
its really interesting.

Anyways anyone who listens to my first playlist likes and appreciates the music I put on it! :D

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1:41 AM

Half smoked cigarettes and you're that trash that infests my sheets
Can't make a wife out of a whore, don't want your skin on me
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and I love your pain

I gave you these roses now that I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf

So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste
And you're, you're addicted to the drug of lust,
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
and I love your pain

I gave you these roses now that I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf

I'm here lying in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my James Dean, I'll be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close no
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish
Play russian roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me
I gave you these roses now that I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on the shelf

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Saturday, August 1, 2009

11:43 AM

Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.
Fuck my life.

I hate my life. i wish i was back in cali. i hate new york. i hate EVERYONE in newyork. ok i dont mind the city but i hateee long island. hate it. it sucks. i dont think this is worth it anymore.

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