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Name: Jordan
Country: United States
State: Kentucky
Metro: Lexington
Birthday: 2/10/1990
Gender: Female


Interests: Movies: the breakfast club, pulp fiction, edward scissorhands, tommy boy, billy madison, hero, phantom of the opera (any movie that is good enough to make me bawl has to be amazing), interview with the vampire Books: The Vampire Chronicles, The Perks of being a Wallflower, Birthday Lett
Expertise: biting


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Member Since: 3/14/2005

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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Currently Listening
Once
By Original Soundtrack
Falling Slowly
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"god is a cosmic killjoy. that's irony."

--thank you tracy, you really are The Baraccuda


Monday, December 17, 2007

Currently Listening
V Is for Vagina
By Puscifer
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i just received a letter from my #1 college of choice!!!!


Monday, December 10, 2007

Currently Listening
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
By Wilco
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
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fuck you, charlie.

and fuck drama.

and most of all, fuck people who don't know how fucking good they actually have it.


Sunday, December 02, 2007

On a string...

On a string...

On a string, I was held.
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above.
So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Until all that swaying starts to make you sick..."

For a song I was bought,
Now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue card.
Onto a stage I was pushed,
With my sorrow well rehearsed.
So give me all your pity and your money, now (all of it)

"We used to think that sound was something pure..."

If I could act like
This was my real life,
And not some cage where I've been placed,
Well then, I could tell you
The truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake.

Now all anyone's listening for are the mistakes!


(Ah, I'm sorry!)

(Oh, it's okay, it's okay)


1, 2, 3,
1, 2, 3!

In a house by myself,
I hear the ice start to melt,
And I'll watch rooftops weep for the sunlight.
And I know what must change,
Fuck my face. Fuck my name,
They are brief and false advertisements...

...For a soul I don't have.
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for.
But I found in a song
And in the people I love,
They will lift me up out of darkness.

And now my door, it stands open,
I'm inviting everyone in.
We're gonna laugh,
We're gonna drink until the morning comes.
That's what we're gonna to do...
Come on!! Come on!!


Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Currently Listening
Rock the Plank
By The Mad Caddies
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"Why of course people don't want war. That is understood. But after all, it is the leaders of the country who determine the policy and it is always a simple matter to drag the people along, whether it is a fascist dictatorship, democracy, pr a parliament, or a communist dictatorship. Voice or no voice, the people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders. That is easy. All you have to do it tell them they are being attacked, and denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to danger. It works the same in any country."
--Hermann Goering,
Luftwaffe Commander

Put that in your pipe and smoke it, W.



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