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Name: meghan
Location: Long Island, New York, United States
Birthday: 10/27/1988


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Member Since: 7/30/2003

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Sunday, January 09, 2005

Currently Playing
Treat Me Like Someone Else
By The June Spirit
subject to change
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http://profiles.myspace.com/users/14657323 be my myspace friend

 

 

noogie noogie noogie!!!  i'm going to chop your head off!  i'm going to kill your cat.  i'm going to kill your dog.  i'm going to KILL YOUR BONES!  feel my rat!  feel my raptor!!!  feel my rapture!

 

 

that's all.


Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Currently Playing
Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground
By Bright Eyes
nothing gets crossed out
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"My Song"

Remember that song we used to sing...

How does that one go again?

Something about innocence and laughter

and all those pretty little picturesque scenes,

and curiosity and skinned kneed catastrophes.

Oh, how I yearn to recall one simple word,

hum one melody from a vague broken memory;

How I wish I could have immortalized it.

 

Remember that song I began to write...

How does that one go again?

The perplexing plethora of emotion;

the words you all heard me whisper;

the song I didn’t even know I was composing

as I free fell into an abyss of nothingness.

Oh, how I wished I could have known nothing

‘cause sometimes that’s better than knowing it all.

 

Remember how you thought I had nothing to say...

Well here’s my song and all along I’ve been singing--

screaming about nothing and everything all at once

as my very existence became a synonym for acquiesce.

You hear me but are you really listening

as I scream the insecurities I’ve allowed to consume me?

I can’t say I blame you; I don’t listen to myself.

Oh, how I wish I could rewrite what I fear is my fate.

 

Remember that song we used to sing...

How does that one go again?


Saturday, October 16, 2004

i have something to say, i just don't know what it is quite yet. it's not like you'd listen anyway. my head's on straight but my heart's all fucked up and feel free to stop me cause i wouldn't want to bore you with just another love song cause that's what this is after all, isn't it? or is it? i don't even know anymore. i'm happier now, whatever that means. but that doesn't mean that i don't think about you constantly, because i do. i swear i'm my own worst enemy; it's subconcious sabatoge through emotion. you're so fucking amazing, a total shooting star and i'm aware that i sound like i'm 10 but that's what you do to me and i fucking hate it. i'm tying myself down with every last strand of self control cause all i want to do is lash out against it all, against myself, but i refuse to let you be the push that sends me into an abbyss of nothingness, a place all too familiar. sometimes i imagine what it would be like to break your fingers one by one cause that's what you deserve for being so damn wonderful but then i see your face and i despise myself for ever thinking of causing you pain and i wish you could just see that we'd be so good together; our hands were molded to interlock perfectly and if you could just give me a chance, i'd show you. i wish you could see what i see, feel what i feel. cause after all this time of knowing that you and i will never be us i still daydream of a real romance where you'd laugh at all my jokes and we'd make fun of the world. i'd never hurt you like she did; i'm incapable of causing you such heart ache and i'd trade away everything for just 5 minutes with you to prove it. one of these days, i swear i'll win you over but until then i'll be just another girl and maybe i'll see you around some time.


Thursday, August 19, 2004

Currently Playing
With Hopes of Starting Over
By Starting Line
Greg's Last Day
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Claire slept over earlier in the week. So fun, I needed that because she goes back to California on Tuesday and I've hardly seen her at all  <3Minnie & Pear<3 Tell Kenneth I put a snake up my dad! (me)"Say the first word that comes to your mind.... hat" (her)"guitar." GLASS CAGE! Editededit. If I held a gun to your head and told you that you had to pick one of the following drinks to live what would you say: orange juice, gross orange crap, soda, ice tea or milk- don't say milk or I'll shoot you. Super Troopers. Breakfast Club<3 Talking until 5:30 in the morning. Trying to teach her guitar. So many good times<333


Thursday, August 05, 2004

Currently Playing
Where You Want To Be
By Taking Back Sunday
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A million 's.

Tuesday night around 7:30 I went over to George's and saw Claire!!! I met Claire's mom. I proposed- Claire said yes. My vericose toe which is a map of Rhode Island- no, Delaware!! (Monday I...umm... ran into a gate lmao and my whole toe was bruised and there's a huge bruise half way down my foot) So guys, get this: Scott told Georgette she was her favorite! (George's response: Yeah, except we never talk.) Hah we ate all those cookies *yum*. We laughed about random stuff all night long. CANTELOPE AND CHERRIES! 4050 AND 4045! We made fun of our accents and the way we said certain words. I had to sleep on the floor next to the rats, I was freaking out lol. Claire wouldn't get out of my bed- NO PREMARITAL RELATIONS! So then in the morning... we wake up one by one to someone who keeps knocking and ringing the bell and calling and NO ONE in the house woke up to answer the door. So we were just laying there until Claire went and told George's sister Katie to wake up because her friend was at the door. Then we went back to sleep haha. Later when we woke up I took a shower and they hated me because of my post-shower-routine when it comes to my hair: rub with towel, shake head left and right, spray, done. By the way I got a hair cut on Monday- it's the same thing only shorter. We wanted to go to the mall.. but we had too many people to fit into the car- her mom, brother, sister, sister's friend, and the three of us. So we ended up walking 15 minutes to a bus stop lmao. We were DYING. It was humid as hell. So apparently, they don't have air conditioners in California... strange. Claire says it's hot there, but it's nice. It's worse here because we have humidity and they don't. DAMN YOU HUMIDITY. So we finally got there and ended up having to wait even more BLAH. But surprisingly, public transportation is nice. Air conditioned and such. My feet didn't reach the floor lmao. We went to the mall and the three of us went off on our own. Hah, I gave Claire my rules of how we do things in the NY: 1. Don't make eye contact with anyone. 2. Ignore all the girls. They will give you dirty looks because you have an amazing tan. 3. Target all emo boys. ("Let's attract some boys! Is my undawears showin'?) 4. You are never too full to eat something else. Etc... Ewe, George picked out this gross girly outfit for me... an ugly skirt and this white shirt that says delicious in lime green letters across my boobs- lmao, that's why I don't do that stuff. Oh man... There was this skirt on a dummy and Claire goes up to it and says that she likes it... and then she's touching it and whatnot to see what it feels like and she accidentally pulled it down LMAO. It was great, I guess you had to be there. We got lunch and I saw *Jimmy Smith* lol. We had those plastic lunch tray things and George was trying to empty it in the garbage can but she couldn't get it to do in so I walk up and just hit it... and... the whole tray went in lmao. Me and Claire had to lean on eachother, we were laughing so hard. We went into Hot Topic and they were scared, lol. They were like "We're gonna get kicked out." That 99 cent store SUCKED MAJOR EGGS. Haha... This is how we do things in the NY became This is how we do things in the LI which became This is how we do things in the SC... Only Claire called it the NC on the phone.. lol... I guess you also had to be there for that... Walked home, watched the Will and Grace episode with Kevin Bacon and the MAD TV parody of The OC. My mom picked me up around 4:30 and then we picked up my dad at work. I was telling my mom about the bus thing... and she looks over (we are at the end of George's street thing) and she goes "why didn't you just go to that one?" I could have DIED, it would have been only 5 minutes or so.



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