Why .. just why

So.. I'm kinda in love with this song. It is.. In my room by Insane Clown Posse...
Don't judge.. it's a good song.
The fan base sucks...... like bad bad
This song is pretty messed up... but it's catchy.
Who falls in love with a ghost...?


I am currently obsessed with this song... Asshole by Ronnie Radke ft. Andy Biersack
Mainly cause of Andy. But whatev...


Okay.. I promise this one is good. Listen to the song They don't need to understand by Andy Biersack. I swear.. this song is perfect.


I'm in love with Hollywood Undead.


And I am gonna marry Andy.. so back off him ladies.


Apparently ABOD is a thing? Andy Biersack Obsession Disorder?
I have it... no actually I don't. We're in love... he knows it.  (; jk bae


Bacon And Eggs BAE    I hate u Alison.

i don't know what to name this blog... so let's call it... overdosing on pineapples

Obviously, this blog is not going to be about overdosing on pineapples..... so yea.... about that... idk


I finished painting my mom's Christmas present last night..


I'm getting into writing poetry again...


And I hate people still.. nothing new.


I'm still in  love with Andy Biersack and Luke Bryan.


I have a confession to make... when I was little I would watch all of the Bring It On movies on replay, cheering to all the cheers until I memorized them all.


Holy shit... last night I actually did some of my homework... I'm steppin up in life.


The other day I was in the kitchen making pizza rolls when I looked in the family room... and there was my step dad watching something with Homer Simpson and Peter Griffin doing the "sexy girl car wash"... and I think I am scarred for life.


My friend Chelsea is sitting next  to me right now... if you read this Chels.... The color of your sweater is the color I wanna dye my hair.


Now I am listening to Suicide Silence~ You Only Live Once. Best song like ever... Rest in peace Mitch.. I love you! So... Mr. Leftridge... if you see my head banging in class... just know that I love hardcore music. I'm not a nice person like people think I am.


Yesterday I almost got in 4 fights... because people piss me off.


"If all these words you speak of meant a thing, I'd take back all the lines against you that I sing. But I know that there's nothing real inside; your hearts invested in feeding everyone lies....."


I am pissed my sweet tea is all gone.


OPEN YOUR MIND BEFORE YOUR MOUTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!


Yesterday I drew a purple turtle on the board in digital art; and named him Murphy... #noregrets


Once again, I am rambling on about shit.. I mean stuff that really does NOT matter.


I can't wait until Saturday!!!!

I call it.... the WTF conversation

So last night, my boyfriend called me. It started out as a normal conversation, like you know... the typical cliché cupcake phase conversations go... until this happened.
Him: I hate crayons.
Me: They hate you too!
Him: They always break when I use them.
Me: It's because you are sooooo strong and buff with your sexy abs and back muscles.
Him: pshhhh... I know
Me: cocky much?
Him: no.
Me: so you're racist against crayons?
Him: um.. yea I guess
Me: so what if I came to your house with one of those big ass jumbo blue crayons, and slit your throat with it, so your red blood pours down the blue crayon; making a puddle of purple throat blood and crayon wax that smells like defeated justice and empty promises?
Him: I don't know how to react to that....
Me: shhhhhhh.... just let my fantasies happen.


Then after that.... we started talking about the butt-thigh. You know where the top of your thigh and the bottom of your butt cheek meet? That little spot right there, is now called your butt thigh.


After that... He yells WHAT THE F*CK at the top of his lungs.
I freaked out...obviously....
And he comes to tell me that Zach Galifinakis lost a ton of weight. This CANNOT be happening...
I'm gonna miss his fat fluffy self.


Then I fell asleep....


So yea... that happened.

Just an update, and part 2 of last time....

I guess I will start this blog off with a review of last time. I had a few people read it and they agreed that I should ask this...
If you would like to, it would be greatly appreciated, if you would leave a comment with your personal opinion.
This might get personal...
Do you think that the music you listen to has something to do with your religious views?

I honestly do NOT think so. I am a Christian.. I was born and raised into a Christian family. In 8th grade, I started listening to "darker" bands whose band members are atheist. I went through this short phase where I didn't want to be a Christian. I was going through a lot of shit, and I just kind of turned away from God. When I became happy again, I started to go back in the religious path. My family started to get this stupid idea that my music taste was influencing my religious beliefs. That is complete bullshit.

This was mostly just a rant, but thinking about it; I kind of would like to get more opinions.






Okay, rant over. Here is just another update on how my life is going.
Well so you know how I said my belly piercing was ripping out? Well yea, it completely ripped out on Thursday. If you don't know how painful that is.... then I'm pretty sure it's equivalent to the pain of birthing a watermelon... or for the males on my page, think about having a wrecking ball at full speed hit you in the nuts. My point is, very painful.
I'm gonna let my ADHD take over a second; some kid said a joke in my class today. Idk who is was but the joke made me giggle.
Why did the cow cross the street?
To get to the utter side.
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (:
Anyway, I had the BEST frickin' weekend of my life!!!! Well it started on Thursday, I had a field trip and I got Starburst. That's a whole story to itself. On Friday, this guy I like asked me out. We had pizza at my house and 'watched' Psycho. Which was a very creepy movie I might add. Then we went to McDonald's to see if any of my friends were up there. Nope.... just a bunch of preppy bitches.
My boyfriend, Michael got annoyed... so we went back to my house then took him home for the night.
On Saturday, he came over again. We watched TV and then he turned down the lights and turned off the TV and we danced. He sang me this song... and GAHHHHHHHHHH HE'S SO PERFECT (: <3
I called my best friend Alison and she took us to the mall. Michael told me his life story on the roof of Macy's. It was kinda romantic I might add. I am probably going to bring his to the Friendship Dance. Pictures of us to come (:

That is all for now I guess..... Except my poor doggy... :( My smoke alarm keeps beeping and poor Shadow is terrified. She jumped up on my lap, (currently on my lap while I type this long and boring blog), and she is shaking.

I want to say Rest in Peace to Avina Selena, my friends dog. I love you girl!
Oh.. and thank you Taylor, for drawing an alpaca on my hand today in Fashion Design.

Oh one more rant... I hate the teacher that is failing me for no good reason but being a butthole.