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Name: Melanie Country: United States State: Missouri Metro: Kansas City Birthday: 5/8/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: wanting to be a musician, dreaming, doing something constructive, rainbows and the grey scale, all kinds of music, wanting to know how to play every single instrument in the world, wearing thrift store stuff Bands-Jack off Jill, Linkin Park, They Might be Giants, Outkast, System of a Down, Goldfinger, OKGO, Pink, Dir en Grey, Psycho le Cemu, Raphael, Ayumi Hamasaki, Sugarcult, Garbage, Malice Mizer, Voltaire, hide, The Offspring, Evanescence, Nas, Adema, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, Chronic Future, Breaking Benjamin, Rooney, Head Automatica, Kanye West, SevenDust, Ben Folds Five, Skindred, No Doubt, Liz Phair Anime-Cowboy Bebop, Kanon, Outlaw Star, Oh My Goddess!
Books/Authors-Harry Potter, Wyrd Museum, Artemis Fowl, Anne Rice, Pendragon, Ray Bradbury, Chuck Palahniuk
Shows-The Fairly Oddparents, The Daily Show, Malcolm in the Middle, Dead Like Me, King of the Hill, Beavis and Butthead Expertise: being a dork, taking things too seriously, having curly hair and thick rimmed glasses, being completely invisible, being too self-absorbed, and laughing at nothing
 Occupation: Student Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me Website: visit my website AIM: MID night MEL MSN: canismajormel@hotmail.com Yahoo: puppy_menny
Member Since:
1/21/2004
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| Okay guys <3 I've decided to start a new xanga. I'm letting cynical_stitch float by itself.
it's
http://www.xanga.com/xrainbow_stitchesx
Take care <3 | | |
| True love: It can be true brother/sister love, meaning related by mind, spirit, and emotion. True love can also be true lust love, meaning you're in love with one's body so deep, it doesn't matter what mind they have or who they love, as long as you fuck them. True love can also be...well, romantic love. I guess we all know what that is, but it's really hard to come by and easy to mistaken for brother/sister love and lust love. Sometimes I feel like there is no true romantic love, that we just let our minds believe it so.
Marriage and Family: If you ever feel you have brother/sister love with someone, I don't think you should marry them. What I mean by that is...you relate with someone so much, both of you are almost like. That's okay sometimes if you don't have kids, but sometimes when you fall in true romantic love, you can't describe the love because...it's just not there. Not because it's brilliant, or moving, or heart stopping, it's just this contentment for being near them, though they have horrible faults that anger you, or upset you.
Soulmates: I feel sometimes that soulmates are the people...you can just start talking randomly to about anything, and they can do the same to you without feeling uncomfortable or distressed. There are so many insecure people in the world, like me for example, and everyone needs these comfort zones. Soulmates are like...I don't know. There's a few people I can name in my life I feel are soulmates, but I'm sure won't be here for me for my whole life.
Virginity: I pray, whoever I lose it to, no matter if a lover or friend, is someone I can imagine myself being near my whole life. I feel virginity shouldn't be lost out of insecurity or pressure, but out of the right moment and comfort. Right now, I've been having issues with virginity and my friends, and alot of people think I shouldn't care...but I honestly do though, and I hate caring. I really think it is a big thing and it's a true body connection, I swear. I feel even dumb to say that when I lose my virginity, I hope it's someone who is a virgin, or has the same feelings towards me as I do with them.
I'm shaking like hell right now, I dunno what to do...
I love you guys. | | |
| Hail the highways for our busy world Praise birth control for our baby girls Enjoy fine dining at our drive-thrus Thank God for the saying: "Don't call us, we'll call you."
There's a high price for being healthy and fit There's a lot of newly weds that don't commit There's a certain kind of look we all look for And we're always searching for more
God Bless America... As we've known it God Bless America... As we've blown it all to hell God Bless America... Our pride does shine... With our loyalty... And hate combined
Skinny "fat" chicks throwing up in the bathroom Rich corporations with poor folks who consume Underground racists at the top of the chain And a lot of sad teenagers diagnosed insane
There's a homeless man laying out on the street There's a virgin and a rapist at their first meet There's a drive-by shooting going down in town Does this make our nation go round?
God Bless America... We see you through As we wear out the.... Red, white, and blue God Bless America... Our pride does shine... With our loyalty... And hate combined
Subconcious segregation, From the past of seperation. Eating disorders from media, Binging, anorexic, bulimia.
I'm working on it...I don't feel I have enough to really say as a teenager though.
I did my swim meet Relays at Blue Springs today.
Yesterday did my Orchestra Concert, we got a 2.
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People I feel that have let go of me: Tim and Talia
People I need and I'm without at this moment: Eli, Kayleigh, Tim, and Rami
People I've lead on: Sloan, James, Glen, and Sara T.
People I try/want to ignore: Sloan, Sara T., Tim and Amanda M.
People I consider friends right now: Heather, Jackie, Caitlin P., Ashley, Nakiya, Alex, Rami, Eli, Tiara, Chantel, Maggie, Lucas, Tree, James, Jarred, Samantha, Jessica, Sara, Nicole Wagger., Liz, and Kortney.
People I want to be good/better friends with: Amanda M., Andy, Nicole C., Tree, Caitlin, Eric, Talia, Whitney, Davina, Amie, there's alot more...
People I feel that I annoy/weird out: Jason, Shaleah, Lin, Talia, Kennth, Davina, Amanda M., Audra, Whitney, Tim, and a majority of the theatre upperclassmen...
People who annoy me sometimes: James, Cameron, Chantel, Alex, Jarred, and a majority of freshmen...
People who I feel that try to ignore me: The majority of white freshmen and the majority of CODE.
People that I hate/love: Kayleigh and Amanda M.
I really needed to get that out of my system. You'd be surprised of how much people mean to me...
Take care.
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| Yeah...I wonder if people come by to my xanga and ask themselves...
"Why is she always depressed?"
She, referring to me.
I had an okay day. CODE, awesome, but...Too much to do and think about for Extempore, which is a small thing.
I think maybe next year, I shouldn't do Extemp at all.
But hey, I'll still be in theatre. Extemp is just...a damn hassle.
I'm also wondering...what to do to really promote myself in order to have more friends, or feel more secure, because like... Almost every day, at least once or thrice, I just get horribly paranoid and want certain people to be my friends, but can't talk to people, and I care too much about what others think... Right now, I sort of feel like people are talking about me behind my back...I hate that feeling honestly, but hell, who doesn't get talked about behind their back? I mean, it could just be: "Oh...she's an annoying freshman." And I'd still be sort of sad about that... that's what I think it said more often about me, that I'm annoying. I take things too seriously and I'm really hyperneurotic...and my brain...for some reason hasn't been working so well lately. I have serious short term, or I'm just horribly stupid.
Yeah, daily paranoia ;D
Go out into the world and conquer with my thoughts. <3
Gentle, smiling, broken face Losing color, ready to brace Brittle toes carress the floor Prepared to dance right out that door
Twirl the veil of skin and bones Feel the warmth of being home Let thy beauty become thy age Of finally breaking out of that cage
Yellow teeth, glassy eyes, Always sweet, awfully shy, We remember you this way And always will every day
Dearest will you always be remembered | | |
| Dream of now...Dream of then...
Dream of a love song, that might've been...
I won't stop singing these lyrics. Oh well.
My heart won't stop hurting, I really need to be held, no one can ever do that for me, can they?
I'm sorry. | | |
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