Welcome
Well-designed and clever disguise
We'll retreat to the bottom of the sea
We were destined to live out our lives
Underwater, you and me

Profile
Hello, I'm 16 years old and am still finding myself. That is all.

Exits
Panic at the Disco Online
Panic! at the Disco Offical
Youtube
Twitter
Myspace

Archives
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010

credits
Everything:infravermelho
ShoutMix chat widget

Splashes of random...
Saturday, June 20, 2009 6:59 PM
all over your toes.

The Thought Train:
Choo Choo!!

A truck.
Fire Truck.
Backtrack, Busch Gardens, that train thingie that goes around the whole park.
Al, the guy who talked to us.
He looked like a cartoon character, and told us which seats where the best on the big roller coaster.
Thank you Al, you have done me good.
I see string, reminds me of Inuyasha, the one woman who made string or something come out of her nails I believe.
Razor sharp and invisible.
Isn't that just horrible?
Like death.
Death is horrible.
Death and all of his friends.
Get out of my head coldplay.
Hot.
Cold.
HotRun.
I have no idea, I thought about that this morning.
Where did Coldplay come from?
I don't know.
I like em.
They're cool.
But not that cool.
Hahhhh.
HHAHAHHAHAHHAHHHHH.
Justkidding.
Hunter needs to shut up.
And Dustin.
Coldplay is not gay.
Coldplay.
Cold.
Yes.
No.
In.
Out.
Up.
Down.
Wrong.
Right.
Black.
White.
Sorry, I wore a Katy Perry shirt yesterday.
I caught a lot of people looking at my shirt.
"They're not looking at your shirt.. *wink*"
Thank you for that Bryony.
Just build up more paranoia in my bleeding brain.
That's disgusting.
A bleeding brain?
Ugh.
Once I went from blood to poo to panic at the disco.
It all ends up there.
The world is confusing.
And large.
But not that large.
Come here world.
I need to have a word with you.
Odd.
Sorry I've just been itching to say that.



Okay.
I'm done with that. Have fun reading.