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hello hello.

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 02 Aug 2007 17:33:28 PDT

I haven't been around in months. I want to thank all my new watchers and everyone for their comments and favs. I'm pretty much abandoning this account so if you'd like to contact me do so at ~cobaine i'm doing a phobia project there that i think you might be interested in. my work there is different than it is here, i've grown a lot as an artist since i posted here. but i think you might like it

thanks again!

d.

a request.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 18 Mar 2007 16:30:56 PDT

i'm going to self publish through lulu.com and i'm trying to narrow down my stories to make the final book. i know i definately want to include Deep, but other than that i'm not sure what else to use. so if you could tell me your favorite story/stories by me that would be great.

much love,
d.

stuff.

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 22 Jan 2007 20:20:35 PST

i'm going to take some vampire stock tonight. because i can and i'm bored. mostly face shots, because well, you can't tell the difference between a human and a vampire from far away.

i still need to put up blood stock and crazy makeup stock. i'll get to it.

d.

stuff.

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 22 Jan 2007 20:20:28 PST

upcoming projects.

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 18:23:28 PST

i think it's pretty much been decided that until i get some new ideas in my head this is going to be a stock account. so upcoming stock shoots are as follows:

blood stock: face shots with...blood. duh.

state of america stock: political stock.

makeup stock: crazy makeup stock.

d.

city noise.

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 28 Dec 2006 16:32:21 PST

new stock photos coming up. this time they'll be bruises, cuts, gritty stuff inspired by *VonGrimm and "City Noise" by Scarling. speaking of VonGrimm, if you like gorey makeup that's done incredibly well, check him out. he's amazing.

i'm also working on a large horror drawing piece, so we'll see how that turns out. for good horror drawing check out: ~AdamZivojnovich and ~clownstastefunny

have fun kids,
d.

stock.

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 20 Dec 2006 15:25:08 PST

i'm delving into the stock world. i don't know if anyone will use it or not, but i'm putting it out there. i apologize for the semi poor quality. i'll only submit ones that are half way decent.

my first project is "psycho killer stock" which is inspired by JTHM (Johnny The Homicidal Maniac) and the song "Psycho Killer" by Talking Heads.

"Psycho Killer, Qu'est-ce que c'est."

so enjoy, and if you use it, please send me a note with the finished project and give me credit for the photo.

d.

you.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 10 Dec 2006 16:26:07 PST

i want you hear you scream
make you beg me on your knees
this strange infatuation
some sort of holy depreication
sentenced to damnation
a scarlet letter rests tight on my chest
witness this please
chloroform and disappear

i'll surprise you sometime
i'll come around.

well that was retarded.

d.

writing.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 09 Dec 2006 16:34:40 PST

i really need to write something. i have a story bobbing around in my head but i'm scared to try to write it down. the last time i wrote i hated the outcome. well, not counting my random blabberings on a piece i did. i also have a story idea in my head, i need to iron out the details but it'll be interesting. much more sci fi, something i've never done before. i hope it'll be okay. i hope i hope i hope. i'll work on getting at least SOMETHING up by the end of next week.

,
d.

update

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 06 Dec 2006 17:08:56 PST

so i haven't been around....at all really. no one's heard from me unless you've just met me or you watch my other account. all apologies. i've finally submitted some things. three photos. hope you like. i've narrowed down my watch list a tad. nothing too drastic. i'll be deleting all my deviations since i've looked at the ones i wanted to and there's over 200. sorry sorry.

nothing's been going on with me. i got a job, i work, that's about it.

recent obsessions
ghosts
Woody Allen
Mary Bell
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Karen O
leggings
Hello Kitty (Well it's rather old but oh well, i've been feeding it more)
big rings
Placebo
castrating my hair

for a more detailed journal that is updated more visit my other account: ~La-La-Lola-Lolita

,
d.

one word

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 23 Nov 2006 18:37:33 PST

Yourself:
girl.

Your boyfriend/girlfriend:
godly.

Your hair:
castrated.

Your mother:
lovely.

Your Father:
non-existant.

Your Favorite Item:
lipstick.

Your dream last night:
surreal.

Your Favorite drink:
sweet.

Your Dream Car:
classic.

The room you are in:
mom's.

Your Ex:
smoker.

Your fear:
spiders.

What you want to be in 10 years:
happy.

Who you hung out with last night:
family.

What You're Not:
waify.

Muffins:
chocolate.

One of Your Wish List Items:
homogenic.

What time is it:
night.

The Last Thing You Did:
ate.

What You Are Wearing:
dress.

Your Favorite Weather:
fall.

Your Favorite Book:
Plath.

The last thing you ate:
dinner.

Your Life:
stupid.

Your Mood:
sleepy.

Your best friend:
rad.

What are you thinking about right now:
allergies.

Your car:
none.

What are you doing at the moment:
listening.

Your summer:
cruel.

Your relationship status:
taken.

What is on your TV:
nothing.

What is the weather like:
cold.

When is the last time you laughed:
today.

When is the last time you cried:
dunno.

Who was your first kiss:
andrew.

Do you like your appearance:
rarely.

what im about.

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 26 Oct 2006 20:12:55 PDT

_{~blade-of-truth asked me a question earlier, he asked me what i was "about." i didn't understand at first but i think i understand now. i sat here and read two descriptions of two girls' "prince charming"s and i realized it. i'm here to love. i think every human is. i think it's interesting because Heather ~TheBrokenOne and i were discussing things on the phone earlier about god, mortality, life, and sociology. okay, that really has nothing to do with this except i see a connection in my mind. so here is my answer, he said there is no wrong answer but i still hope i get it right. it's all the things i was afraid to say directly to him.

i think animals are the purest creatures on earth, even more than babies because they don't have hate, they just follow instinct. i like animals far more than i fancy people, in fact, most the people i admire most are deceased. i like listening to slow soft almost awfully sad music when i'm introspective. i think about love far too often, it's become somewhat of an obsession. the only time i'm truly honest and open about my feelings is in my journals on here. truly it is. i'm about being alone in a crowded room, it seems impossible but everyone's experienced it. sometimes i seek it out. i just retreat into my head and keep myself company. "when everything is lonely i can be my own best friend." i've been my own best friend before, i learned at a young age how to and i've never forgotten. i never tell anyone everything about me, i always keep something to myself, i feel better that way. i like to pretend that i'm mysterious but truly i'm not. i'm an open book and it bothers me terribly. i'm overly emotional at all times. if i'm happy then i'm the happiest i've ever been and if i'm sad i'm so sad it'll never end. the only place i find solace is the cemetary. i go and just wander around the dead and realize how splendid it is to be alive. i'm very superstitious and overthink things terribly. i worry too much. if i could marry Conor Oberst i would, even though he's an alcoholic. i only captalize people's names if i respect them. i never capitalize the word "god" but i do capitalize "Jesus." i have to stop myself from crying whenever i think about my mother dying. my dreams bother me for weeks on end. i'm not telling you anything important because i don't feel like i'm important. i don't like eating and i stop eating to punish myself. the snow makes me feel suicidal. i like to dance in the rain and in fields. i love being in nature, like parks or the mountains. but i'm far too scared of life for my own good. i sort my M&Ms by color and have a specific color order in which i eat them, i also only eat them in even numbers. odd numbers make my stomach queasy. i'm more obsessive complusive than i'd like to admit. it makes me feel better about myself when other people tell me they think about going crazy, i feel less alone. i often feel like people look down upon me and think i'm annoying or stupid or silly or a bunch of other things when really i'm just projecting how i feel about myself. i apologize too much. i try to be practical but it never works out. pulling the comforter over my head makes me feel safe. i would rather live in a book than the real world. i feel worse when a glove is torn than when someone dies. "intoxicated with the madness, i'm in love with my sadness." i feel like i'm betraying kurdt cobain by listening to the smashing pumpkins. i put far too much effort into words and phrases. "wasted words on lower cases and capitals." i like quotes and lyrics too much. i feel like there isn't an unique idea in my entire being. it's all been done before. i just want someone to take care of me. i hate my grandmother, she's a bad person, i only love her because i have to. i'm utterly and completely insecure with being me. i want to be a writer. i want to travel but i'm afraid to leave the state. i've never been on an aeroplane. i like spelling 'airplane' that way. i think a mix tape is the sincerest gesture of love. i don't like wearing jackets, i think they're far too bulky and look ugly. except for peacoats. i want a peacoat. when i cut myself it doesn't hurt. even if it did, i'd like the pain. i put my makeup on to match my moods, the darker it is, the worse i feel. i don't like people to think i'm pretty. i don't feel like i'm pretty and i want it to show. sometimes i wish i was a boy instead of a girl. i think things would be completely different, and by different i mean completely better. i don't feel things in the pit of my stomach, i feel them in my chest. i think the best feeling in the world is the moment right before and right after your first kiss with someone you lust after. i think i've written far too much and i'm going to shut up. i apologize for wasting your time. i write in small font to feel more insignificant.<...}

how terribly amusing.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 21 Oct 2006 20:49:43 PDT

I found the most amusing little site I think I've ever come across, save for rotten.com. [link] is so lovely. They not only have a CALENDAR of serial killers but a bunch of bios and it's fabulous. I stumbled across this girl Mary Bell, who killed two boys at the age of eleven. ELEVEN! I've found who I'm going as this halloween, I just need to buy a wig. Lovely. Then I looked up Ed Gein, because I never really knew that much about him except that he made woman suits out of real women. He had SUCH an interesting life, seriously, it's like "Carrie" with a man! His mother was a fuckin psycho. Seriously. Anyway, I'm going to see if the library has this book on Mary Bell. She is like my new favorite serial killer, even before Manson. (I love Manson...I have his entire court testimony hanging out in my room.) Here's some links, even though I know no one will visit them but Alyssa.

[link]

[link]

[link]

Clubs:

horizontal junkie.

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 20 Oct 2006 16:50:11 PDT

_{i look like a horizontal junkie, tracks running width wise instead of length. broken blood vessels and red tracks. black eyes and white skin. sometimes i wish it was a drug i am addicted to.

Now and again it seems worse than it is, but mostly the view is accurate.

I see my breath in the air as I climb up the stairs to that coffin I call my apartment.

And I sink in my chair, brush the snow from my hair and drink the cold away.

I'm not really sure what I'm doing this for but I need something to fill up the days.

A few more hours. There is a dream in my brain that just won't go away.

It has been stuck there since it came a few nights ago

I'm standing on a bridge in the town where I lived as a kid with my mom and my brothers.

And then the bridge disappears and I'm standing on air with nothing holding me.

And I hang like a star, fucking glow in the dark,

for all those starving eyes to see, like the ones we've wished on.

But now I'm confused. Is this death really you? Do these dreams have any meaning?

No. No, I think it is more like a ghost that has been following us both.

Something vague that we are not seeing, something more like a feeling.}

lua/sherrif tomkins drawings/batman vs the flash

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 10 Oct 2006 15:18:46 PDT

_{i just finished a 30 minute fight with jordan ~Jiblet over who is better, batman or the flash. of course if you know me (which i do hope you do) you know i was on team batman. it reminds of the time i fought with john l. over whether or not smurfs are a-sexual (they are...). i've been drawing, or rather i started last night. i did a self portrait and one of a woman named victoria who is really a man and a hooker in victorian times. jordan asked if that wouldn't get him (her) killed. some people just don't understand. anyway, i'm all inspired by neil ~blade-of-truth because he's amazing, the best artist i've seen in ages. lua is a beautiful song, i love bright eyes, my favorite band by far. but they aren't a band, it's just conor. conor is a beautiful man, the worse kind- the kind you can feel in your chest. i've stopped crying, that's a good thing. still not sleeping though. lonely girl am i. but tomorrow i'll go out and it'll be splendid. i've put up a lot of photos on my other account ~La-La-Lola-Lolita check them out if it suits you. sorry i've neglected you all, i'm just feeling lazy which means i'm severly depressed. i'm looking over deviations today, but i have over a hundred to go through, so it might be a while before i get to yours. all apologies.

"i know you have a heavy heart, i can feel it when we kiss."

~Lola/Lady D/little emo whiner/whatever you want to call me.}

A Needed Life/Adam West drawing

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 26 Sep 2006 15:53:05 PDT

I really need to get a life. Well actually, I suppose I do have a life, I just get too involved in things. I have this list of the top 500 poems on this website and I'm going through them and realizing that I am truly truly weird.

First weird thing noticed:
I love Emily Dickinson and Sylvia Plath. Just do, they're amazing. For some reason, even though I know differently, I imagine them in my mind to be incredibly beautiful. Now, I can't say that they're ugly but they aren't the great beauties that I see in my head. This is odd.

Second weird thing noticed:
Charles Bukowski. Now, I knew nothing of this man until I heard the song "Bukowski" by Modest Mouse. So I look him up on Wikiquote and decide that the song is right, he is an asshole. Mind you I hadn't read his work or anything, I just decided I didn't like him. I just found two of his poems as numbers 38 and 40 on the list. This man has no talent. He is an asshole and I dislike him even more. But you know, I'd be an asshole too if I grew up during the depression, god knows my grandmother is. But the point is that I didn't like him before I even knew about him, that's not good.

Third...:
Bukowski is higher on the list than Sylvia! WTF are you people thinking?! This outrages me. Incredibly. And even more upsetting is that Ted Hughes is above her! HER OWN HUSBAND! Of course he's a wonderful poet in his own right, but I believe Sylvia is better. I mean she's number 44 on the list! They picked "Cinderella" which isn't even her best poem in my opinion. I mean of course it's fabulous but they could have picked better, like "Cut" or "The Munich Mannequins"! (I just adore "The Munich Mannequins").

Fourth...:
I read "Lovesong" by Ted Hughes and got upset that I didn't write it.

Final:
"We Real Cool" is 32! WTF? God I hate that poem. I had to read it freshman year and I bloody hated it. One, it uses incorrect grammar (I am a grammar Nazi. Heil Webster!) and two, it makes no sense! AH!

That's it. This just confirms it. I am completely fucking out of my mind. I need to...I don't know, fix this somehow. Ted says that I obsess over things. I know that to be true. But anyway.

Adam West Drawing
:devguilt-johnson: asked me to do a drawing of Adam West for ~captainamerica I have this sneaking suspicion that they are, in fact, the same person. But anyway, I did my drawing of him as the original Batman but I'm not sure I'm happy with it. It's rather tiny and it was only my third attempt. I might do a large collage to make up his face...cause once again, I have no life. The point is that it's done though. Good for me.

I leave you with a poem entitled "Funeral Blues" by W.H Auden. (Number 43 on the list)

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Clubs:

Two Headed Girl

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 25 Sep 2006 14:02:55 PDT

_{Mood: Frustrated

Listening to: Two Headed Boy, Neutral Milk Hotel

Reading: Kurt Cobain's journals, Goebbels by Viktor Reinman or something that reminds me of Reich.

I am such a cliché writer and it bothers me to no end. I need to be original for once, but it's so hard to do now. All the good things have already been done, haven't they? At least by someone. And so, I sit here in my shirt from childhood, a cow stretched giant across my chest, and try to write about the song "Two Headed Boy." I have names, I have a plot, but it's not good enough. The song is so amazing and my story just can't hold a candle to it. I drew a little picture of my two headed boy and adore it, but now I need words. Words are so much harder. My story is this- Malachi and Zachary (the two headed boy...erm boys?) are harassed by their peers but then they meet a girl, Caroline, who falls in love with them and everything is great, but then something happens to her (I haven't decided what) and then the boys die. How f-ing cliché is that? VERY, EXTREMELY. So I think back "okay, well what have I done in the past that isn't cliché?" Nothing! Bloody nothing! It's frustrating as hell. I have a paragraph of shit sitting in word, staring at me, taunting me. But I love my characters, I don't want them to go to waste, truly I don't. I have both of them mapped out in my head completely, I don't want them to never have a story, but I also don't want to give them a crap story that I'll never be proud of. Urgh.

and dad would dream of all the different ways to die, each one a little more than he could dare to try. I love that. I love Neutral Milk Hotel. I even did a series of photos on my other account called "Communist Daughter." It's still one of my favorites. I guess the reason I can't do this is because it's already so well done. But ~blade-of-truth can do wonderful drawings based on their songs. Bah. I give up, as I often do.

I'm also thinking of joining the dysmorphics group on here. Maybe maybe. Since you all seem to pound into my head that I am attractive yet I see no redeeming quality in myself physically or mentally really, if we want to be honest. But then it's just a brand that says "I don't think I'm pretty, COMPLIMENT ME!" But I find nothing appealing about compliments. In fact, I don't like them that much, they make me feel awkward and uncomfortable most the time, unless I really trust the person. I don't know, I'll have to think about it. I mean they can't really do anything to help me. I think that's why I make this art. To make you all see I'm not pretty. I'm truly not. I am an ugly person. Deep inside in all my organs and blood.

How ugly can I get?

How ugly can I get?

How ugly can I get?

Clubs:}

a poem.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 23 Sep 2006 15:14:53 PDT

_{Mood:

Listening to: Tiny Cities Made of Ashes, Modest Mouse

Reading: Kurt Cobain's Journals, Goebbels by Viktor blah blah.

Fatigue ingénue

Bruised muse

Palpitation initiation.

i'm not too fond of it, but i wanted to see what you all thought of it. you all being the three people who actually read my journals. plus you're basically the only people who comment on my stuff anyway so it works out well, no? i like the line bruised muse, i think i'll use that som....oohhhh i'm going to use this in a Lenore story.

ouch. my head hurts.}

well good then.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 23 Sep 2006 13:34:55 PDT

_{Mood: better.

Listening to: Caring Is Creepy, The Shins

Reading: Kurt Cobain's journals, Goebbels by Viktor something or other. It's a biography.

well i'm truly glad no one took my last journal seriously. although it was more serious than i'd like to admit. i now have happy fun pill time at nine pm every day with more pills than i care to count, i decided to stop at five. but alas, tis the life when you're like i am. nothing can be done, truly. i feel better, no more thoughts of hitting myself in the head with a hammer, running into traffic, slitting my wrists, things like that. this is good. the only thing that truly bothers me is i seem to write ever so much better when i'm not quite right. but i suppose that is the price to pay for staying alive. oh i do hope i'm not worrying anyone. i truly do hate to worry people. hmm lets move on to happier things, of something or others and kings. alice in wonderland is a truly lovely movie. i'm saying truly a lot today. hmm. anywho, i suppose i really don't have much else to say.

queen of the eyesores signing off.

Clubs:}

Devious Journal Entry

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 22 Sep 2006 13:41:15 PDT

'do something to help you and everyone around you: kill yourself.'

kill kill kill yourself.

camp kill yourself.

kurt cobain is god.

go join him in the dirt.

i'm breaking, i can feel it.

i'm a negative creep.
i'm a negative creep.
i'm a negative creep.

this is out of my hands.
this is out of my hands
this is out of MY HANDS.

help.
no.
no don't.

this is for the best.
this is for the best.
this is for the best.

i can see it.
i can see it.

why am i shaking?
why aren't you shaking?

my words are not my own.
this is not delaney.
this is not
this is not.

i'm not worth it.
i'm not worth it.
break
break
break

oh the unadulterated drama!

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 18 Sep 2006 16:06:57 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: Everything Will Be Alright, The Killers (Oct 15!!!!!)

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I started a new series, methinks. At least a two to three part series. It's "Poor Lenore," which is my latest deviation. It's loosely based on my time in a lovely little mental institution called "Fort Logan." More dramatic of course, and very fictional, but I used some of my experience. I've noticed that all of my series characters are 1. female, and 2. have names beginning with the letter L. (Today's Sesame Street is brought to you by the letter L and the number 18.) I think I may have a non-sexual fetish with names beginning in L. My series characters- Lola, Liz, and now Lenore. I must say, I adore Lenore's full name the most though- Lenore Enid Maxwell. If I had a daughter and wasn't afraid of her being ridiculed for being different, because children are monsters, I would name her that. I should get three cats and name them Liz, Lola, and Lenore. Liz can be the mean one, always trying to kill the others. Lola will sleep all the time, being emo and depressed and Lenore will be the normal one that no one takes seriously. It's PERFECT! No, no I am not a crazy cat lady...

Anyway, back to the story. I wrote nearly two pages (which are what's posted) and I'm not even close to being done. We'll see how it developes, it won't be a long series though, I already know how it's going to end. Something I noticed, well two things. One, Lenore faints more than I think is humanly possible. Two, this is the most dramatic story I've ever written, maybe overly dramatic...I don't know, you all can decide. I do hope you like it though!

Clubs:}

questions

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 17 Sep 2006 16:00:44 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: Landslide, Smashing Pumpkins

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

Some interesting questions Jordan asked me:

1. Croquet: Public menace or sport of the eccentric?

Sport of the eccentric

2.Religion: Tool of the powerful or necessary evil?

false sense of security

3. Computer: Helpful appliance or disensitizing fiend?

little of both

4. Thongs: Sexy underwear or uncomfortable male stimulation device?

Uncomfortable male stimulation device

5. Over large t-shirt: convenient parachute, or unfashionable clothes?

Unfashionable hip hop statement

6. Belts: kinky sex side object, or necesary pant holding thingy?

Kinky sex side object

7. Going commando: risque, or dumb?

comfortable

8. War: human necessity or product of idealogical conflict?

Product of idealogical conflict

9. Bicycle: double wheeled death trap, or young children's learning mobile?

Double wheeled death trap

10. Smoking: popularity booster or destroyer of the human body?

Neither, tastes like happy

11. Sex: fun pasttime, or needed in a loving relationship?

Both

12. Holding hands: friendly gesture or loving connection?

Both

Questions I asked and his answers:

1. Kittens: Adorable love muffins, or fluffy balls of fury?

Fluffy balls of fury that also lure their prey into reach with adorable muffin lovin

2. Math: Necessary learning device or tool invented by the Devil?

Necessary learning device

3. Hippies: Avengers of the environment or dirty smelly beatniks?

Dirty smelly beatniks

4. Rulers: Nun's favorite teaching tool or kinky sex role play prop?

Kinky sex roleplay prop

5. Cadavers: helpful learning device or sex object?

Helpful learning device... no sex for you!

7. Flirting: Pointless entertainment or something more sinister?

Depends

8. ADD: Proven medical ailment or laziness?

ADD is attention deficit disorder, so I would say just being hyper, but sinze its between those 2 choices, I'd say laziness.

9. Death: Welcome release or feared adversary?

Inevitable

Feel free to steal this

Clubs:}

bah...again

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 16 Sep 2006 16:20:59 PDT

_{Mood: oh bugger where's that pulling hair out icon?

Listening to: Manic Depression, Jimi Hendrix

Reading: Well you know.

I am having terrible writer's block. I'm supposed to be writing that story based on one of ~blade-of-truth's piece and what am I doing but writing terrible poetry (eww it rhymes) and wasting your time by filling your inbox with unnecessary journals.

Read this and tell me it isn't crud (Alyssa I know you'll say "oh no it's lovely" no, it is not lovely.)

Bitten lips

Unnecessary quips

Writers block

And a cockas in rooster

I cant rhyme

Even if you paid me a dime

Im just wasting your precious time.

I used the word cock, dear god. What kind of poet am I? Sylvia Plath is turning in her grave, along with Emily Dickinson. My hair is wet and snarly and I just want to lie in bed and watch my Hitler movie. Damn it I must be productive today! What else rhymes with block? Cock, flock, mock, rock, glock-enspiel (haha), lock, hock, fock (that's the sound Irish people make whilst saying "fuck" it's incredibly amusing). Oh, I could have said something so much better. This is very disapointing. I sound like the asparagus from Veggie Tales. Now that would be entertaining, if while having "Sing along time with Larry" or whatever the hell it's called they did some sort of perverse song. Sunday values with Saturday fun, my arse. I shouldn't be allowed to have children, someone come sterilize me. Sterilize, feralize (is that a word? like feral cats you know, that come up out of nowhere and attack your face...oh I do hope someone is finding this amusing) I do suppose you can't really make something feral, once you're socialized you can't go back. Look at Tom Hanks in that Castaway movie (which I have never seen) even in the middle of nowhere he made friends with a bloody volleyball, now that's a feat. Like talking to a pineapple eventhough you know it won't talk back. Okay this is enough time wasted, truly it is. I've spent nearly half an hour typing out this nonsense.

Clubs:}

Want Ad

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 16 Sep 2006 15:49:16 PDT

_{Mood:

Listening to: I've Got You Under My Skin, Frank Sinatra

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

Wanted:

Caucasian female 12-25, blonde hair, blue eyes, slim frame. Must like blood, torture, hardcore BDSM. Must not have family in town or place of employment. Sexual experience is a must. Pulse optional.

I am sick I tell you. SICK.

I should probably clear up that isn't actually for me, but fictional for a murderer/necrophiliac/borderline pedophile (note the age).

Clubs:}

brand new loves

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 15 Sep 2006 13:36:56 PDT

_{Mood: Fab

Listening to: Bachelorette, Bjork

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

Well wow, I have over 2,200 page views. This is rather unexpected since last time I looked I was in the 1,000s. Odd. Well thank you all ever so much, I do appreciate it.

New loves of mine discovered recently-

-Bjork

-Woody Allen, save for all that doing the naughty with my adopted daughter business. Was she adopted? Or was it his step-daughter? Oh I can never remember. Either way, it's rather...wrong. I'll be nice and just leave it at that.

-Collage work. I liked it before but I'm just starting to appreciate it really.

Lovely people and art. What more could a girl want? Well honestly, I'd quite like my leg to stop being asleep but that's rather temporary isn't it?

Clubs:}

I dare you to take me on.

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 13 Sep 2006 13:26:56 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: 5 Years, Bjork

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I chopped off my hair in the kitchen again. I like it though, it's cute. I have to put in more layers though, and the back is a tad uneven...okay more than a tad. Oh well.

I'm working on a story inspired by this piece by ~blade-of-truth [link] . I love his work, go and check out his gallery. Really, I mean it. Also check out *guiltjohnson. They're friends too. It amazed me how so many great artists on dA are friends. Really, it does. Like ~aNightattheRoses, ~The-Violent-Messiah, ~inlondontown, and ~eburne they're all friends and amazing. AMAZING I tell you.

While I'm whoring out people, also check out- ~DevilofPeace, *F-For-Fake, ~anothervodkastinger, and =joker-vincent-tailor. All great artists or writers.

Hmm I believe that's all for now.

Clubs:}

Devious Journal Entry

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 08 Sep 2006 16:12:25 PDT

Inagadadavida= 10 mins of pure love.

bah.

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 06 Sep 2006 14:23:47 PDT

_{Mood: dammit

Listening to: Alone Together, The Strokes

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I'm tired of my art. I just finished a painting that was really cool in my head, but now that I've finished it...I hate it. It looks fucking stupid, like a school health class poster. I swear I'm going to just rip out my own lungs and staple them on there. Now, THAT will be cool. That's something people will remember.

Oh, I haven't even told you what I painted. I (being a dumbass trying to be an artist) painted a blood red backround with a pair of purple lungs, with the word "VITAL" underneath in bright red. Fuckin stupid. Just another art piece to clutter the space beneath my bed. I am never painting again. EVER.

Clubs:}

frustration + edit.

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 04 Sep 2006 15:31:37 PDT

_{Mood: Alright.

Listening to: Box Full of Sharp Objects, The Used

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I've just tried (unsuccessfully) to create what I like to call a "stylized death" photo...overdone black eyes, purple lips, pale skin, the works. I wanted to get an overhead shot, like someone looking into a casket. However, I couldn't get the angle right, not with the help of my mom or the tripod. So, I give up. I'll figure it out another day.

Do expect a series of photos to come soon...ish. A hint for the contents is "Good Mourning," which will be the name. I'm really proud of my makeup job. I'm going to start trying to do more full body/scene shots...which means recruiting models. Which means I'll be annoying friends...possibly poking them with sticks, to model for me. We'll see who bites. I'm not so sure people are excited to be photographed looking dead...just my opinion.

For some fabulous photography (some morbid in there) check out =bloodcreations, she's wonderful for sure and what I aspire to be...at some point, hopefully, maybe?

Edit:

Just submitted two new poems to scraps.

Clubs:}

Top 10 bands/unfinished scraps

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 31 Aug 2006 14:18:06 PDT

_{Mood: Decent

Listening to: Me Vs Maradona Vs Elvis, Brand New

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I found this somewhere, I don't quite remember where because I didn't do it at first, but now I'm going to. You're supposed to pick your top ten favorite bands and put what song you first heard by them, the one that made you fall in love, and your current favorite. Anyone feel free to do this

1. Brand New

First song you heard: The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows

Song that made you fall in love: Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades

Current favorite: Soco Ameretto Lime

2. Taking Back Sunday

First song you heard: Cute Without the E (Cut From The Team)

Song that made you fall in love: A Decade Under The Influence

Current favorite: Your Own Disaster

3. Tool

First song you heard: Sober

Song that made you fall in love: Stinkfist

Current favorite: Hooker With A Penis

4. Bright Eyes

First song you heard: Lover I Don't Have To Love

Song that made you fall in love: Haligh Haligh A Lie Haligh

Current favorite: The Calendar Hung Itself

5. Led Zeppelin

First song you heard: Whole Lotta Love (probably, my mom loves Zeppelin)

Song that made you fall in love: What Is and What Should Never Be

Current favorite: Black Dog

6. Radiohead

First song you heard: Creep

Song that made you fall in love: Karma Police

Current favorite: Life In A Glass House

7. Rob Zombie

First song you heard: Never Gonna Stop Me

Song that made you fall in love: Superbeast

Current favorite: Foxy Foxy

8. Rolling Stones

First song you heard: You Can't Always Get What You Want (my mom used to sing it constantly)

Song that made you fall in love: Paint It Black

Current favorite: Sympathy For The Devil

9. Modest Mouse

First song you heard: Float On

Song that made you fall in love: Satin In A Coffin

Current favorite: Tiny City's Made of Ashes

10. The White Stripes

First song you heard: Fell In Love With A Girl

Song that made you fall in love: Hotel Yorba

Current favorite: Take Take Take

-----------

I have three unfinished stories in my scraps. I'm thinking of finishing one but I don't know which one is actually worth it. I'll post them here (well links) and you can decide. Right now I'm leaning towards "Chaos Reigns" because I had a good idea for it...using Beatles lyrics.

"Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Fuhrer" A story about a girl living in WWII Germany. She's a part of the female Hitler Youth group and is in love with Hitler.- [link]

"Chaos Reigns" Laura is tormented by dreams, especially one that has her being chased by a mask being and near death.- [link]

"Joan" Joan is a girl obsessed with all things macabre, living in a mental institution for three years.- [link]

I'd like to thank my mommy for faving "Chaos Reigns" and "Joan"}
Clubs:

a lame limerick

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 29 Aug 2006 16:47:46 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: ACE OF BASE....yes...you heard me.

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

So, it's really not a limerick, but the title sounded cool.

I've got cat eye eyeliner

yes I do

I've got cat eye eyeliner

how bout you?

(Lame)

To make up for my lame-ness here's another Dickinson poem.

I watcher her face to see which way

She took the awful news

Whether she died before she heard

Or in protracted bruise

Remained a few slow years with us

Each heavier than the last

A further afternoon to fail,

As Flower at fall of Frost.

and finally-

This is for Alyssa and any other Captain Jack fan...or Rocky Horror Picture Show fan (but mostly Alyssa)

[link]}
Clubs:

...

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 27 Aug 2006 18:28:19 PDT

Proud of my broken heart, since thou didst break it,
Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee,

Proud of my night, since thou with moons dost slake it,
Not to partake thy passion, my humility.

Thou can'st not boast, like Jesus, drunken without companion
Was the strong cup of anguish brewed for the Nazarene

Thou can'st not pierce tradition with the peerless puncture,
See! I usurped thy crucifix to honor mine!- Emily Dickinson

wtf?

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 26 Aug 2006 13:09:44 PDT

_{Mood: ...

Listening to: Feel So Numb, Rob Zombie

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

so what the fuck? I can't reply to my comments. And no one has a signature....not to mention that all the comments are cut off....help please.}

too emo for my face.

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 25 Aug 2006 13:46:12 PDT

_{Mood: Amused

Listening to: Hands Down, Dashboard Confessional

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

Today I am sporting a polka dot mini, a striped tank, pigtails, and black eyes...not to mention I'm listening to Dashboard Confessional...TOO EMO FOR MY FACE.

Did you know there's an emo club on dA? Oh yes. ~Emo-Club. Crazy eh? I'm thinking of joining...actually I probably won't because I don't like to think of myself as emo except as a joke...those people take it seriously.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go randomly dye a strip of my hair red and smoke cigarettes in a corner, listening to Bright Eyes.

Clubs:}

soundtrack

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 24 Aug 2006 14:38:04 PDT

_{Make a soundtrack for your life, matching songs with the following:

Opening song: Queen of The Surface Streets- DeVotchKa

Waking up: Every You, Every Me- Placebo

First date: First Date- Blink 182

First kiss: Hands Down- Dashboard Confessional

Falling in love: Everlong- Foo Fighters

Seeing an old love: The Noose- A Perfect Circle

Heartbreak: Smile In Your Sleep- Silverstein

Driving fast: American Nightmare- Rob Zombie

Getting ready to go out: God Is In The Radio- Queens of the Stoneage

Partying with friends: Soco Ameretto Lime- Brand New

Dancing at a club: Minute Man- Missy Elliot

Flirting: Sympathy for the Devil- Rolling Stones

Feeling sexy: Sic Transit Gloria- Brand New

Walking alone in the rain: Karma Police- Radiohead

Missing someone: The Calendar Hung Itself- Bright Eyes

Playing in the ocean: Let Go- Frou Frou

Summer vacation: Road Trippin' - Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Fighting with someone: Disposable Teens- Marilyn Manson

Acting goofy with friends: Firestarter- Prodigy

Thinking back: The Only Living Boy In New York- Simon and Garfunkel

Feeling depressed: Haligh Haligh A Lie Haligh- Bright Eyes

Falling asleep: Breathe Me- Sia

Closing song: Lola Stars and Stripes- The Stills

Dying: Box Full of Sharp Objects- The Used}

blah

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 23 Aug 2006 19:38:34 PDT

hi.

names

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 20 Aug 2006 13:46:38 PDT

YOUR NAME: (first, middle, last)
D.A.K

2. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet name and current street)
Pip Main

3. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom's side, your favourite candy)
Shirley Jawbreaker

4. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME: (first initial of first name, first two or three letters of your last name)
D. Ke

5. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favourite colour, favourite animal)
Seafoam Penguin (wtf?)

6. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Alysse Littleton

7. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your first name, first three of your middle and last name)
delalykea O.o

8. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favourite colour, favourite drink)
The Seafoam Sprite! *duna duna duna duna!*

gah.

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 18 Aug 2006 14:36:40 PDT

_{Mood: Displeased

Listening to: The Perfect Drug, NIN

Reading: Thin Skin, Emma Forrest

I can't write. I CAN'T WRITE! I went to write down some more Veruca because I had an idea, with part of it being from :devbondage-bark: but NO! It all comes out shit. I posted it. It's here ~La-La-Lola-Lolita. But now I can't find the bloody scrap button!

And I really wanted to write a story based on this photo: [link]

That's my dA mommy in there. But I love the message and I have this lovely idea for a story but I can never write about sex. I have no idea why. I can write horrendous things, like murder and suicide but I can't write about sex. It bothers me to no end. I really want to too. I have a great idea. Curses! All I can do now is stare at the stupid white screen that simulates paper and think "Why can't I do this right?"

I'm going to go write about something horrible, like babies being drowned in a tub!}

upcoming stories

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 15 Aug 2006 13:37:34 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: Knife Party, Deftones

Reading: Cherries in the Snow, Emma Forrest

~An abortion, inspired by the song "Brick" by Ben Folds Five

~A middle aged woman with 5 children, all boys, snaps and kills them all

~Laura, a twenty-something, is tormented by dreams, causing her to try to kill herself

~More Veruca?

Any of these sound intriguing to you?}

read please?

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 14 Aug 2006 13:55:55 PDT

_{Mood: good

Listening to: Something Vague, Bright Eyes

Reading: Cherries in the Snow, Emma Forrest

Regard? Pour moi? J'adore vous...C'est un côté plus léger de Mme. D.

[link]}

dear you.

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 12 Aug 2006 14:01:31 PDT

_{Mood: no comment.

Listening to: Die Die My Darling, Misfits

Reading: Namedropper, Emma Forrest

it has become increasingly harder for me to hide from the truth. i realize that you're entirely the reason that my head is becoming filled with all this fucked up shit. you're the reason i'm writing said fucked up shit. i know that there are other people that you would rather spend your time with than me. no. not people...girls. you seem to have a lot of them. you say you love me but i just don't see that as the case. it's that sort of quasi, conditional love that i consider "luv." i get the sinking feeling that i'm being used as an easy fuck...which i am. all the blame lies on me for that. i don't look down upon you for it though. i'm guilty of the same sin. i'm feeding my ego. i'm filling my need to feel wanted. when i have my realistic moments i feel guilt. not just guilt about you, but guilt about him. i'm being selfish and that's no good. we only want each other when it's convienent. i care about you, but not in the way you want. not in the way i should.

i don't wanna be here in your london dungeon, i don't wanna be here in your british hell. ain't no mystery why i'm in misery in hell. here's hoping you're swell.

so tell all the english boys you meet, about the american boy back in the states. the american boy you used to date. who would do anything you say.

signed,

a bitchy selfish whore.}

Stuff and Stuff

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 11 Aug 2006 18:22:45 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: Ava Adore, Smashing Pumpkins

Reading: Namedropper, Emma Forrest

yesterday I was born.

went to the museum-

saw some 50's fetuses.

it was rad.

drank lots of liquids,

got lots of books.

Paul took me out

had lots of fun

got scared by a boar

but it wasn't a bore at all.

got some full length gloves

a hoodie with a skull.

a cake with Johnny Depp-

take that Kiera Knightly.

Join lolnazis- ~lolnazis

The fish flies at night...}

LOLNazis

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 07 Aug 2006 17:22:39 PDT

_{Mood: LOLNazis!

Listening to: Disarm, Smashing Pumpkins

Reading: Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

Recently I saw a deviation intitled "Hitlol" by *PoinkRaven. We started talking about our shared like of Nazis and have come up with a club we might start. It would be intitled "LOLNazis" and would NOT be a Nazi club. Well it would be, but without the genocide and badness. It would be for people, like myself and *PoinkRaven who think Nazis are cute cuddly creatures who just need some love. Okay, maybe not but it'll be funny. It'll include parodies of Nazis, funny Nazi drawings etc. We just came up with this like a day ago so there isn't much info but if you'd like to join let me know so I can tell her.

I mean c'mon...Nazis are hilarious! I suppose I'm not explaining this very well...here's our convo on her piece.

*PoinkRaven

HITLERFANCLUB, OMFG

~Schizophrenogenic

GASP! Do they have one?! if not they should!

*PoinkRaven

Yeaah XD I should do a "I draw Hitler" stamps :>

~Schizophrenogenic

that would rock! Do you think dA would be mad if we did make a Hitler club?

*PoinkRaven

Yeah they will go all "WTF NAZIS"

But maybe.. a "I draw nazis club" sound cool

~Schizophrenogenic

Well we could put something saying we're not nazis...I dunno. Yeah that would be cool. I don't draw though

*PoinkRaven

Yeh true 8|

Or maybe a club called "LOLnazis"

That would be funny.

We make fun of nazis and we draw them.

We're not nazis X3

Jordan came up with these slogans:

-OMG JOIN LOLN!

-it's not waht LOLN can do for you, it's what you can do for LOLN

-LOLN, better than pogs and funnier than a drunk irish man

-LOLN, refuge for the 90's generation

JOIN! You know you want too...}

disturbed

~Schizophrenogenic — Mon, 07 Aug 2006 13:50:42 PDT

_{Mood: Good

Listening to: Tonight Tonight, Smashing Pumpkins

Reading: Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

I've been writing some really awful stories lately. Not awful as in the writing sucks, but awful as in content. The last three stories...wait make that four, that I've written have gone in the "transgressive" category. I have a vague inclination of what's causing the change of pace but I don't think I'd like to broadcast it across the internet. In fact I think it's a wee bit of a secret...how the hell did that happen? I never have secrets. Wow.

Well anyway, you all seem to like the new stuff, which is good I guess. I just think it's a tad disturbing, hence the title of the journal. I guess it's good to get it out though. I have all these strange things floating around in my head that are generally- a. violent or b. sexually deviant so it's nice to put it down on paper err rather, type it out.

We'll see where I go next. I actually have an idea but I generally don't like writing about suicide, just something about it puts me off. Hits too close to home maybe? I don't know. I have a Lolita-esque creepy just plain wrong story that I think I'm going to write instead. I find it fun to live out these people's lives, the more disgusting the better. Is there something wrong with that? Probably...

Time to go rip off Humbert Humbert.

Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness

And cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me.

Intoxicated with the madness, I'm in love with my sadness}

Owwww

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 06 Aug 2006 12:57:22 PDT

_{Mood: Owie.

Listening to: First it Giveth, Queens of the Stoneage

Reading: Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov

I found a deserted rusty old playground by my house.

Joy.

But-

I have a blister on my hand from swinging so much.

I also have blisters on my heels- from my boots.

Pity me?

The say the devil is paranoid

Always signin the cover

But god is leakin through the stereo

Between the station to station

You believe it, I know you do

You won't admit it or say so

I know that god is in the radio

Just repeating a slogan.

new story soon?}

My Life In Music

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 03 Aug 2006 17:38:02 PDT

_{Go to your music player of choice and put it on shuffle. Say the following questions aloud, and press play. Use the song titles that come up to answer the questions. NO CHEATING.

How does the world see me?

"2+2=5 (The Lukewarm)" Radiohead

That's not very good.

Will I have a happy life?

"Constellations" Jack Johnson

ummm?

What do people really think of me?

"The Hardest Button to Button" White Stripes

haha so true.

Do people secretly lust after me?

"Callgirls" Self

oh my.

How can I make myself happy?

"Eulogy" Tool

by dying? sounds good?

What should I do with my life ?

"(-) Ions" Tool

scientist?

Will I ever have children?

"The Hollow" A Perfect Circle

I'll take that as a no...thank god.

What is some good advice for me?

"Idiot Wind" Bob Dylan

lmao

What do I think is my current theme song?

"Like Sonny" John Coltrane

I want to be a boy?

What does everyone else think my theme song is?

"Immature" Bjork

What song will play at my funeral?

"The Noose" A Perfect Circle

Yes...that pretty much describes it.

What type of men/women do you like?

"Dance Hall" Modest Mouse

Like Fred Astair?

What is my day going to be like?

"...Meets His Maker" DJ Shadow

somehow I missed that...

Why am I here?

"Venus In Furs" The Velvet Underground

haha

What will people remember me for?

"You Can't Always Get What You Want" Rolling Stones

true true.

What song will get stuck in my head tomorrow?

"Dead Man" Self

Are there people outside waiting to take me away?

"Plant A Nail In The Navel Stream" The Mars Volta

yes? executioners?

What will this year be about?

"Drink The Water" Jack Johnson

mmkay?

What will my next boyfriend/girlfriend be like?

"Black Cadillacs" Modest Mouse

hell yes. I love a man with a nice car.

What will tomorrows dinner be like?

"Joga" Bjork

Am I good at kissing?

"Queen Of The Surface Streets" Devotchka

haha whooo I'm a whore!

Should I go on a diet?

"Crimes" A Perfect Circle

no then?

How will I die?

"Sit Down, Stand Up (Snakes and Ladders)" Radiohead

a freak accident...I see.

Why is Norbert such a LAMA?

"Rock and Roll" Zeppelin

haha everyone knows that Norbert is a SPOOT!

What will the next important person I meet in life be like?

"Perfect" Smashing Pumpkins

Finally...

What do my friends think of me?

"When I Grow Up" Garbage

well fine then.

What will my next party be like?

"Napalm/Scatter Brain" DJ Shadow

oh my.

Will I ever change radically?

Lisa Says" The Velvet Underground

Okay then.}

Arrgh Mateys

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 02 Aug 2006 13:08:32 PDT

You are The Cap'n!

Some men are born great, some achieve greatness and some slit the throats of any man that stands between them and the mantle of power. You never met a man you couldn't eviscerate. Not that mindless violence is the only avenue open to you - but why take an avenue when you have complete freeway access? You are the definitive Man of Action. You are James Bond in a blousy shirt and drawstring-fly pants. Your swash was buckled long ago and you have never been so sure of anything in your life as in your ability to bend everyone to your will. You will call anyone out and cut off their head if they show any sign of taking you on or backing down. You cannot be saddled with tedious underlings, but if one of your lieutenants shows an overly developed sense of ambition he may find more suitable accommodations in Davy Jones' locker. That is, of course, IF you notice him. You tend to be self absorbed - a weakness that may keep you from seeing enemies where they are and imagining them where they are not.

What's Yer Inner Pirate?
brought to you by The Official Talk Like A Pirate Web Site. Arrrrr!

Lola, your pirate name is
Sir Flora
[link]
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What is YOUR pirate name?

How I came to be

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 30 Jul 2006 16:13:24 PDT

_{Part 1: How I Came To Be

Were you a planned baby?:

There's some confusion about the subject. The condom didn't break but there weren't any real plans. My father wasn't terribly pleased at my existance.

Were you the first?:

yes

Were your parents married when you were born?:

no

What is your birthday?:

August 10

Part 2: My Family

How would you describe your family?:

Close knit as far as my mother and I go. The rest of the family has some problems getting along.

Are your parents married, divorced or separated?

none of the above.

If you have siblings are you oldest, middle, or youngest?

no siblings.

What are your siblings names?

n/a

Which parent do you get along with best?:

since she's the only one around, my mom

Do you have step parents?

no

Part 3: The Friends

Do you have more than one best friend?:

I generally have a male and female best friend. Right now I've only got one though.

Who are your good friends?:

Greg, Spike, Heather, Jordan, Conor, Mr. Cz, Frankie

Do you share the same interests?:

depends on the person you're asking about.

Which friend can you tell anything to?:

Heather ~TheBrokenOne

Part 4: Your Personality

How high/low is your self esteem?:

very low, but higher than it's been in years.

Do you get depressed about things easily?:

yes.

Are you happy?:

not usually. It takes a lot for me to be genuinely happy.

Do you live life to the fullest?

no, i'm too afraid.

Part 5: Appearance

Are you comfortable with the way you look?:

not really. i'm alright with a few of my body parts but overall no.

Any piercing:

ears but i'm going to do my tongue.

How do you dress?:

depends on my mood. usually very funky and strange. i like doing themes.

Part 6: The Past

Were you a strange child?

very, still am.

Who did you use to love that you no longer do?

many people. it's hard to keep loving someone when they've been gone for so long. then you just end up loving a memory.

Do you have the same friends?:

no. i don't even have the same friends i had a year ago. i pick and choose throughout the years.

Part 7: The Future

What is your ambition?

to be happy. truly happy.

Want to get married?:

eventually.

Part 8: The Outdoors

Do you prefer indoors or outdoors?:

depends on my mood.

What is your favorite season:

spring and fall.

Favorite weather?:

warm or raining.

Do you like walking in the rain?:

always.

Part 9: Food

Are you a vegetarian?:

there is much debate over that subject. i've fallen off the wagon a bit.

What is your favorite food?:

orange chicken from panda express...please don't kill me conor. my runner up is tofu.

What is your favorite restaurant?:

i haven't been to one that i've really fallen in love with other than Wild Ginger which is a thai food place.

Are you a fussy eater?:

very.

Part 10: Relationships and Love

Do you think love is the best feeling in the world?:

of course.

Do you believe in love at first sight?:

only lust. lust is a reaction to another person's attractiveness, love is a reaction to the person as a whole.}

We Bite

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 29 Jul 2006 18:32:59 PDT

_{1, 2, 3, 4 we walk the streets, i'm out to get you we bite just a feast of gore and blood we bite carnivores live for pleasure we bite strike out like a wolf's endeavor we bite and when i get your blood i rip your throat your blood i rip your throat i want your blood, i rip your throat to drink some blood we bite, we bite, we bite, we bite and when i get your blood i rip your throat your blood i rip your throat i want your blood, i rip your throat to drink some blood we bite, we bite and when i get your blood i rip your throat your blood i rip your throat i want your blood, i rip your throat to drink some blood we bite, we bite, we bite, we bite

<3

I'm writing something...oh yes. I have inspiration...

PS- I love Misfits. Love love love.}

mommy, can I go out and kill tonight?

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 29 Jul 2006 14:43:35 PDT

1) Full Name: I'll give you Lola's since she's a part of me. Lola Alysse.
2) Name Backwards: essyla alol
3) Were you named after anyone? No one. Lola was named after "Lola Stars and Stripes" by The Stills though.
4) Does your name mean anything? Enemy's Child. My real name.
5) Nick Name(s): Laney, The Lady D, Lola, Penguin, Sis, Astrid, Pip, Ruby
6) Screen Name(s): la-la-Lola-Lolita, Schizophrenogenic, CabaretCareBear, Rubyslippers88
7) Date Of Birth: August 10 (it's approaching! D
8) Place of Birth: Englewood
9) Nationality: American *pukes*
10) Current Location: Colorado
11) Sign: Leo
12) Religion: Agnostic
13) Height: 59
14) Weight: A lady never tells.
15) Shoe Size: 10. I have big feet. The opposite of Jenn.
16) Hair colour: dark brown
17) Eye colour: Bluish Greyish with white and a tad of brown at the pupil
18) What do you look like?: what the fuck kind of question is that? I look like myself. Semi-overweight with nice legs and a decent rack.
19) Innie or Outie?: Innie
20) Righty, Lefty, or Ambidextrous?: Right but I used to be ambidextrous, damn kindergarten teachers. I can still do most stuff with both hands though.
21) Gay, Straight, Bi, or Other?: I'd say bi, although I've only ever liked my one girlfriend.
22) Best Friend(s): Heather, Jordan, Spike
23) Best friend you trust the most: Heather
24) Best Friends {your sex}: Heather
25) Best Friends {opposite sex}: Jordan, Spike
26) Best Bud(s): wtf? I just answered.
27) Boyfriend / Girlfriend: Jordan
28) Crush: my master, my ex girlfriend.
29) Parent(s): Mum
30) Worst Enemy: No one really. I don't have any enemies.
31) Favorite on-line Guy(s): Jordan <3333
32) Favorite on-line Girl(s): do I talk to girls online? O.o I suppose I'll go with Jenn since I think she's the only girl... OH OH NO ALYSSA! OH she's my favvvv I love her so. *wasn't counting dA*
33) Funniest friend: Greg, that boy is more fun than a barrel of monkeys.
35) Advice Friend: Heather (she's a grown up)
36) Loudest Friend: Me...sadly.
37) Person you cry with: Heather, Greg, Mom

Do You Have...

38) Any sisters: No
39) Any brothers: No
40) Any pets: Mr. Winkles aka Vivi
41) A Disease: a couple.
42) A Pager: eww are we in the 90's?
43) A Personal phone line: no, no need.
44) A Mobile Phone: yes.
45) A Lava lamp: i wish
46) A Pool or hot tub: I wish.
47) A Car: No.

Describe Your...

48) Personality: Uniquely me. A mixture of everyone I've ever met in my entire life.
49) Driving: ...I don't drive. I could but choose not to.
50) Car or one you want: 1959 Chevy Bel Air, white walls, robin's egg blue... *cargasm*
51) Room: smallish, lots of useless crap.
52) Whats missing? Me? Hmmm nothing really. My room is kind of a catch all for my crap.
53) School: I don't go.
54) Bed: Double, wood, ex bunk bed, futon on the bottom of a matress, semi comfortable.
55) Relationship with your parents: really close. like seriously. My mom knows everything about me practically.

Do You...

56) believe in yourself: occasionally
57) Do you believe in love at first sight?: Only lust.
58) Consider yourself a good listener: Yes, unless I'm in a mood then I get all fidgety and stop paying attention.
60) Get Along with your parents: usually.
61) Save your e-mail conversations: I have a couple important ones saved. A specific love email from Spike back in the day.
62) Pray: Only for the benefit of my mom.
63) Believe in reincarnation: Depends on my mood. I'd like to think I don't just rot in the ground. That would suck.
64) Like to make fun of people: only behind their backs? No only people like on the moving picture box who are stupid.
65) Like to talk on the phone: I used to have the phone as a fifth appendage, now I'm more of a computer person. The only people I talk to on the phone are Spike and Heather.
66) Like to eat?: No. Especially not in front of people
67) Like to drive: I don't drive.
68) Get motion sickness: No
69) Eat the stems of broccoli: Yes, but last.
70) Eat chicken fingers with a fork?: no....
71) Dream in colour: usually.
72) Type with your fingers on home: that's bullshit, no I don't.
73) Sleep with a stuffed animal: A couple. Monkey and Cinqo at the moment. I'm thinking of breaking out Puppy though. I'm feeling small.
74) Right next to you: My iPod, camera, poetry journal, Catcher in the Rye, CD player, medicine to take at 6pm, water, someone's email address, a printer, and CDs.
75) On the walls o...

<3

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 28 Jul 2006 14:34:15 PDT

_{"Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy- in fact, they are almost incompatible; one emotion hardly leaves room for the other."

<3}

Last Words+Edit

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 25 Jul 2006 17:56:50 PDT

Mood: I love quotes/Sleep Deprived
Listening to: Last Caress, Misfits
Reading: She's Come Undone, Wally Lamb

"Is it not meningitis?"- Louisa May Alcott

"Wait a minute..."- Pope Alexander VI

"I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis".- Humphrey Bogart

"Take a step forward lads - it'll be easier that way."- Robert Erskine Childers, last words, to his firing squad, Irish Civil War 1922

"Thank God. I'm tired of being the funniest person in the room."- Del Close

"DammitDon't you dare ask God to help me."- Joan Crawford. This comment was directed towards her housekeeper who began to pray aloud.

"In keeping with Channel 40's policy of bringing you the latest in blood and guts and in living color, you are going to see another first -- attempted suicide."- anchorwoman Christine Chubbuck, who, on July 15, 1974, during technical difficulties during a broadcast, said these words on-air before producing a revolver and shooting herself in the head.

"But how the devil do you think this could harm me?"- Denis Diderot, French encyclopedist, upon being warned by his wife not to eat too much.

"Get these fucking nuns away from me."- Norman Douglas

"Es ist gar nichts... es ist gar nichts...(It's nothing... it's nothing...)"- Franz Ferdinand Archduke of Austria

"Hey, fellas! How about this for a headline for tomorrow's paper? 'French Fries'!"- James French. French, a convicted murderer, was sentenced to the electric chair. He shouted these words to members of the press who were to witness his execution.

"Das ist absurd! Das ist absurd!(This is absurd! This is absurd!)"- Sigmund Freud

"Dieu me pardonnera, c'est son métier.(God will forgive me. It is his profession.)"- Heinrich Heine

"Tvert imot!(On the contrary!)"- Henrik Ibsen. This was his response to a nurse who told a visitor he was a little better.

"Don't worry...it's not loaded..."- Terry Kath, rock musician in the band Chicago Transit Authority, as he put the gun he was cleaning to his head and pulled the trigger. Though the gun had no magazine in it, Kath was unaware that a bullet was already in the chamber and he was killed instantly.

"That's very obvious..."- John F. Kennedy, responding to Mrs. Connolly's comment, "Mr. President, you can't say that Dallas doesn't love you."

""I wish I was skiing." [Nurse: "Oh, Mr. Laurel, do you ski?"] "No, but I'd rather be skiing than doing what I'm doing."- Stan Laurel, before dying of a heart attack.

"I think I'm going to make it!"- Richard Loeb, half of the famous murderers Leopold and Loeb; said after being slashed ninety times with a razor by a fellow inmate.

"Die my dear, why that's the last thing I'll do."- Groucho Marx

"Go on, get out! Last words are for fools who haven't said enough!"- Karl Marx, asked by his housekeeper what his last words were.

"I told you I was ill."- Spike Milligan. They are not his final words, but they are the words he wanted as his epitaph.

"This isn't Hamlet, you know. It's not meant to go into the bloody ear."- Actor Lawrence Olivier supposedly said this when a nurse, attempting to moisten his lips, mis-aimed.

"Hurry up, you Hoosier bastard, I could kill ten men while you're fooling around!"- Carl Panzram, serial killer, shortly before he was executed by hanging.

"Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool - good luck. (suicide note)"- George Sanders

"I just had eighteen straight scotches. I think that's the record...After thirty-nine years, this is all I've done."- Dylan Thomas

"God will save me, if he exists!"- An unidentified 45 year-old Ukrainian man of Azerbaijani origin. In 2006, a man in a Kiev, Ukraine zoo shouted these words, then lowered himself by rope into the lion enclosure, took off his shoes, and walked towards the lions. The people watched in horror as a lioness knocked him down and severed his carotid artery, killing him instantly.

"All right then, I'll say it: Dante makes me sick."- Lope de Vega, famous playwright, on being assured that the end was very near.

"Now, now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies."- Voltaire (attributed), when asked by a priest to renounce Satan.

"My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go."- Oscar Wilde

"The act of taking my own life is not something I am doing without a lot of thought. I don't believe that people should take their own lives...

Je suis un tres grande pomme de terre!

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 17:27:04 PDT

Whoopee, and all that shit!!

That is all.

Real Women Mess Up

~Schizophrenogenic — Sun, 23 Jul 2006 15:37:41 PDT

Mood: Miffed
Listening to: Surgery, Jack Off Jill
Reading: She's Come Undone, Wally Lamb

You were probably wondering "What's this half naked woman without a head and a guitar doing in HER gallery?" Yes yes, don't worry, all will be explained. So, being the dipshit I am, I submitted "Real Woman II" to this account. It was supposed to go with the REST of the series at :la-la-lola-lolita: but noooooo I forgot which account I was on. Anyway I suppose now I have to explain. There's a set of four photos for this contest that was held months ago by =ChaoticGoddess. It was about real women...obvious by the title? I didn't win, another obvious-ness-ity? But I was inspired and met a lot of cool people from that. Yeah. I actually had this three paragraph long essay on being a real woman but my computer froze and I lost it all so too bad...because I can't be bothered to write it again.

Anyway, I'll remove it shortly. Or if I'm lazy it'll sit there for a while.

And I've now lost all interest in this journal.

Check your diction, search your memory, create your history, still not true. Write your novel, pick and shovel, you will need them when I bury you.

Clubs:

To the moose!

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 22 Jul 2006 14:11:23 PDT

[1. Do you have a name?] of course. Everything has a name, except that which is yet to be discovered.

[2. What is your favorite time of day on December 23?] hmm this is hard. I'll go with late night. Usually in winter you can find me in my bed in my down cucoon staring out my window at the snow. (I live a very interesting life)

[3. Can I have some of your candy?] Depends on what it is. If it's M&Ms then no. Because it would just mess up my whole "must eat the same color in even numbers" strategy. Of course if I have an odd number of a certain color then you may.

[4. What is the sound of a fish's call?] glug glug, bubble bubble.

[5. Do you know that it takes an average of five seconds to figure out that this question is completely pointless?] I must be slow then...

[6. How many fingers am I holding up?] 8. no 3

[7. Didn't you used to work at Pancho's?] Yeah I did! WOW! Do you know Danny? I love that kid. He's so great. Tell him "Purple people eater" he'll know what it means. haha

[8. Do you like the color pink?] always always. It's my third favorite color in the entire world and a mainstay in my wardrobe.

[9. How 'bout them... dodgers...?] I don't do sports. How dare you even ask...you cad.

[10. Did you know that duck cries have no echo?] I did. Did you know that I have no echo?

[11. Orange Juice: with or without pulp?] without oh dear god without. Pulp is like...eating babies or something.

[12. Why did that chicken cross the road?] because he had a death wish.

[13. What is this sticky stuff all over the bottom of my backpack?] well heh. I didn't want to say...but I think we know what it is. We're all adults here.

[14. What the heck is a sesame!?] A seed. From the Sesame plant. Scientific name being Dorkus Iamus.

[15. Would you like fries with that?] No, food is for squares.

[16. Is there such thing as an even duck?] No, unless there are two, then yes.

[17. How do you feel about frilly toothpicks?] I love them. But I always seem to poke myself on the roof of my mouth. Though technically that's not why I stay away from them. I'll just say the courts were involved.

[18. The human body can be drained of blood in 8.6 seconds given adequate vacuuming systems. How does that make you feel?] Sounds like a good idea to me!

[19. If Sally has an apple, Fred has an apple, and Johnny is begging on street corners, what the hell kind of parents does Johnny have?] Well I didn't want to say, but Johnny's parents are a little....eccentric. Johnny isn't his real name....It's Shirley.

[20. Do you ever wonder to yourself, "Why the heck did I shave that?"] HA! Actually I did the other day.

[21. On average, how many people do you throw coins at in a day?] Depends on what kind of mood I'm in =d

[22. Do you have a favorite color?] Does seafoam green mean anything to you?

[23. How many toes do you have on one foot?] 5.

[24. Have you ever stabbed someone with a plastic spoon?] Alas. I have only attacked with a spork.

[25. Did it draw blood?] yes. no. okay no it didn't. IT WAS PLASTIC YOU BUFOON! (I can't spell bafoon. buffoon, bufoon...oh bugger.)

[26. What the heck is the point of a spork?] Ha! I am the person to ask. A spork was invented by the Taco Bell Corporation so people could scoop all the goo that fell out of the taco and eat it so the little children in Lithuania have nothing to eat.

[27. Do you use sporks?] CHA! They're only like the most amazing utensil ever created!

[28. Do you stab people with sporks?] Didn't we go over this?

[29. Can I borrow your spork?] No. It's my spork *sticks tongue out*

[30. How long has this quiz taken you so far?] time has no meaning to me.

[31. If you are going up a tree in a rowboat and your motor conks out, how many pancakes does it take to shingle a
doghouse?] wellll I'd need to know the area of the doghouse and the size of the pancake.

[32. What are you doing?] Listening to Conor and making an ass out of myself.

[33. Did you know that you are now reading the question before question 34 and the question after question 32?] =O

[34. Do you have a good recipe for yellow snow?] yes. It's pretty easy. All you need is a squirrel, a dog, and a man with one leg.

[35. When does a man with four balls walk?] I doubt he can

[36. How many seconds are there in a year?] more than my age.

[37. Do Lipton Tea employees take coffee breaks?] No. They have tea time like the bloody English. YES I'M TALKING TO YOU! You and your En...

I just wanna believe in us.

~Schizophrenogenic — Fri, 21 Jul 2006 14:44:59 PDT

Mood: Fuckin Teriff!
Listening to: Okay, I Believe You But My Tommy Gun Don't- Brand New
Reading: She's Come Undone- Wally Lamb

My mommy and I are strange creatures. I swear that I can't be anyone's daughter but hers. Last night I was randomly wearing pearls around the house, whilst in my pajamas. Yes, I'm just odd like that. So what does my mother do? She goes into my room and steals a string of my pearls and comes out all fancy like. I swear she's the weirdest mother I've ever met. Of course she was making fun of me but it was funny all the same. So we spent the rest of the night on the couch making fun of people on HGTV.

That was completely unnecessary but I don't care. It was FUN.

Anyway. I'm currently switching my other account to a new one. I am no longer ~BrokenHeartShapedBox I am now ~La-La-Lola-Lolita. This is a pain in the ass to do but I'm doing it anyway. Luckily I've been able to keep up with my deviations and comments here. But if I start to slip then that's why.

"You hired me. It's not my fault your standards are lax."
"You smell funny."

The Lady D decrees that everyone goes and sees Pirates II! GO NOW! So I have said it, so it shall be, now and forever!

Oh and also, go see Hedwig and the Angry Inch. My favorite movie ever ever. TIS A MUSICAL!

Clubs:

cheese pants

~Schizophrenogenic — Sat, 08 Jul 2006 16:35:14 PDT

From who else? Jenn

.: Basics :.
Name: Lady D aka La La Lola Lolita
Age: The sweet age
Location: CO
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Birthday: August 10
Grade: Technically I'm a senior but there's oh so much more to that.

.: Favourites :.
Colour: Seafoam green
Fruit: Stawberries
Movie: Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle
TV Show: Rockstar which is currently Rockstar: Supernova and Degrassi oh god I love me some Degrassi!
Magazine: Spin.
Cartoon Character: Hmmm that's too hard. I'll go with Edwardo from Foster's though cause I heart him. I like potatoes XD
Band: Brand New or Bright Eyes
Actor: Johnny Depp
Actress: Meryl Streep
Song: At the moment- Tiny Cities Made of Ashes- Modest Mouse, Song For The Dumped- Ben Folds Five, Be Quiet and Drive- Deftones, Falling Out of Love At This Volume- Bright Eyes, No Seatbelt Song-Brand New
CD: Deja Etendu- Brand New, hands down.
Store: All American Vogue. God it's like heaven. Speaking of heaven, I also love Ulta and speaking of oversized makeup retailers they're opening a Sephora!
Weather: Raining with the sun out.
Season: Summer!
Sport: Dodgeball and kickball
Guys Name: Vincent, Aslan
Girls Name: Lorelei, Sylvia, Magdalene
Book: Thin Skin by Emma Forrest or The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

.: Right now, What are you... :.
Wearing: A red sun dress with blue squares and a seafoam green sweater.
Eating: I haven't eaten in hours
Drinking: nothing, but I have a water bottle here
Listening to: I just changed it to Tiny Cities Made of Ashes by Modest Mouse XD I'm gonna hit you in the face, I'm gonna punch you in your glasses oh no.
Watching: Myself typing the word typing.
Reading: Thin Skin and Anno Dracula by Kim Newman

.: Do you Believe in :.
Heaven: No
Hell: No
God: Agnostic.
Aliens: Yep
Love: Of course, what else do I have to live for?
Soulmates: I wish.
Luck: Yes
Yourself: Not usually, but there are rare occasions.
Ghosts: Yes!
Soul: Yes

.: Explain :.
The perfect date: It would be at night. We would drive for a while cause I love driving, especially at night, and there would be a full moon. And we would stop somewhere and make out cause I said so. Obviously it wouldn't be a first date. I'm not THAT slutty.
The perfect mate: Vash The Stampede come to life. Fuckin A.
How M&M's are made: I lurve M&Ms. They are made in the Hersey's factory. Where they make them white and then have many little dwarves color them in.
Why manhole covers are round: I don't care, neither do you. You care about how I think the streetlights work though. There are three little men who sit in there with levers. When one of them pulls their specific level it changes color. This is why you can send up angry vibes to the light and it'll change.

.: Are you :.
Happy: *shrugs*
Sad: usually.
Religious: ....
Bitchy: sometimes. I know it.
Smart: I am technically a genius but no.
Stupid: No. I just lack common sense.
In love: Indeed.
Selfish: All the time. I blame my parenting. Even my mom blames it haha
Obsessive: I have an addictive personality so I guess so.
Violent: No, only in writings.
Peaceful: Spike calls me an angry hippie...
Caring: Very much so.
Artistic: Eh, or just lucky.

.: Day to Day :.
When do you get up: usually at 6am to spend time with mom and then I go back to sleep and get up at 11am
Your first thought: Varies
What do you do first: take my medication.
First class: NONE! HA!
Time you go to sleep: I'm lame. Unless someone is over or I'm out doing something (Omg I wrote someone) then I hit the sack at like 9pm. BUT I CAN PARTY HARDY MAN! *lame*

.: Boyfriend/Girlfriend :.
Are you single (Is yes, skip the next 2 questions): No.
How long have you been with the person you're with: Almost 7 months
Describe them in 3 words: Adorable, caring, dork
Who's your perfect person: Vash the Stampede come to life! Damn you pay attention!

.: Have you Ever:.
Smoked: Yes.
Drank alcohol: Yes.
Taken drugs: Yes.
Been abroad: No! But oh I will!
Been on an airplane: hehe no.
Been on a road trip with friends: Not yet, but next summer I will most likely.
Stayed online for more than 10 hours at once: Probably like once. I try to keep it down.
Had an IM conversation for more than 7 hours at once: No
Been in a fight: No
Been beaten up: No, but someone did try to drown me once. Does that count?
Been called a bitch: Yes, man...

stolen

~Schizophrenogenic — Wed, 05 Jul 2006 17:51:28 PDT

from Jenn

Name: Lady D
Age: Old enough to know better
Birthday: 10 Aug.
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Location: Generally on the computer >.>

.:.Outside Appearance Right Now.:.

Hair colour: mid neck length and dark dark brown
Skin tone: Pale, I'm so pale I'm almost see through.
Eye colour: Blue with grey and a little amber towards my retina. Mwahahaha do you know how long I've waited to use retina in a sentence?
Jewellery: Oh my gosh. I'm without right now. Oh wait I have my rings. One on each ring finger and one on my thumb. But generally I also have a bike chain looking bracelet and a blue rubber band
Piercings: ears, but OH I SHALL pierce my tongue.
Tattoos: None yet
Shoes: No shoes, I have red toe nail polish though
Clothes: I'm only wearing my brown hippie skirt as a dress. Oh and my glasses. And now a smile cause I like sharing that I'm not really wearing clothes.

.:.On The Inside - Beliefs - Opinions.:.

Most Common Mood: Depression.
Least Common Mood: Hyper
Cry often?: I can never cry when I need to. It's always about something trivial.
Are you religious?: No.
Opinion on abortion: Woman's choice all the way.
Opinion on gay marriage: Yes please.
Is boys kissing pretty?: It's just as pretty as other couples kissing but it doesn't turn me on or anything. Now girls kissing...

.:.Have You Evers.:. Have you ever...

Done drugs?: Only pot, and I must say I regret it.
Gotten drunk?: Nope, only tipsy and that's the way I like it.
Had sex?: I'll let you decide for yourselves
Been to a concert?: Indeed.
Stalked someone?: Not really. Although when I have a crush on you, I'll find many different ways to "bump" into you.
Been obsessed or possessed?: Alright, it's time to clean out my closet. I used to be obsessed with Good Charlotte.
Cut yourself?: Yes
Do you still do it?: If you know me then you know the answer.
Tried to commit suicide?: No actually
Still want to do it?: Depends on the day.
Stayed up all night?: Of course.
Humped someone in public?: Honestly? Freshman year was humping year at the docks. I don't think I ever humped a boy though
Seen Rocky Horror Picture Show?: Of frickin course!
Pissed yourself laughing?: Almost, a couple times.

.:.Opposite Sex.:.

Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?: Yes.
How old are they?: seventeen
Do they treat you good?: Better than anyone else has
Have you ever kissed a boy?: Yes
Have you ever kissed a girl?: Yes
Have you ever asked someone out?: No. I'm far too shy for that. I will hint till the end of time but will never say the words
If so, how did it go?:......

.:.Favourites.:.

Movie: I saw Boys Don't Cry last night and it was amazing but my fav at the moment is Mrs. Parker and The Vicious Circle or The Cell (even though I hate J Lo)
Song: Everlong- Foor Fighters
Band: Brand New or Bright Eyes or The White Stripes
Artist: This is like a singer right? Or do you mean art artist? Well I don't have either so blah.
Writer: Sylvia Plath, Dorothy Parker, and Emma Forrest
Food: Pasta with butter and cheese...yum.
Drink: Shirley Temple.
Colour: Seafoam green
Name for a boy: Vincent
Name for a girl: Lorelei or Sylvia
Cartoon: Foster's, Fairly Odd Parents, FLCL, Bebop, Trigun

.:.This or That.:.

Stars or hearts: Nautical stars
Studs or spikes: depends on what they're for *snickers*
Hot Topic or American Eagle: Hot Topic.
Chocolate/Strawberry/Regular milk: Strawberry. I refuse to drink regular usually, unless I have a craving.
Coke or Pepsi: Coke all the way.
Cuddle or kiss: sex. No no I didn't say that. You're hearing things! Hmmm Cuddling with kissing. But I will say that making out is one of my top three favorite things to do.
Diving board or waterslide: Floating on my back in the water.
Romance or horror: Cheesy horror flicks
Comedy or adventure: Comedy
Cookies or candy: Candy, but I usually end up with cookies.

.:.Friends and Family.:.

Living situation: My mommy and me
Pets: Vivi aka Mr. Winkles (pronounced Vinkles) she's a long coat chihuahua and fucking rad.
Siblings: None.
Closest friends: Heather and Mr. Cz
1 Person you can tell everything to: Heather

.:.Random Last Questions.:.

Can you tell me a story? Okay? Ummm...today I was on this search right? It was a fuckin QUEST I tell you. I was...

Stereotyping

~Schizophrenogenic — Tue, 04 Jul 2006 13:31:44 PDT

British
[_] Love Football
[ ] Nothing better than a sunday roast dinner
[ ] Tea is one of your favourite drinks
[_] You always carry an umbrella with you just incase
[ ] You think Tony Blair sucks
[_] You have cake and tea at 4.00
[ ] You have chavs living next door to you
TOTAL: 0

American
[_] OMG like, totally omg like
[_] Preps suck
[x] You have never tried Custard before
[_] Go Bush!!!!
[_] You weigh over 18 stone
[ ] One of your favourite colours is either: red, white or blue
[_] You get upset if a popular person doesn't invite you to their party
TOTAL: 1

Japanese
[x] You own something Hello Kitty, My Melody, Chococat.....
[_] You buy everything designer
[x] You think you have your own unique style
[ ] You know what 'Ohayo' means
[_] School work is almost everything. Really important.
[x] Seafood is delicious
[ ] You can eat with chopsticks
TOTAL: 3

Italian
[x] You love a spaghetti and a pasta
[ ] You like to sleep in the afternoons
[_] You know what 'gelato' means
[_] You love Italian Ice cream
[_] You believe in God
[_] You like to wear what everyone else is wearing
[ ] You like to go out with your family to cafes in the evening
TOTAL: 1

French
[ ]I love frog legs
[x] I know what 'fumer' means
[_]You have a friend called Sebastien, Collette or Emilie
[x] You like the film Amelie
[ ] You've been on the french Metro before
[x] You own a beret
[_] You are taking the bac this year
TOTAL: 3

German
[x] Ja, ich liebe Deutschland!
[ ] You love eating cold meats in the evening
[ ] The Christmas Markets are the best
[x] You get offended if a stranger calls you as a friend
[ ] You know what 'bratwurst' means
[x] You like porn
[ ] You are blonde
Total: 3

Ha! I defy all sterotyping! Take that!

Clubs:

Unknown Artists

~Schizophrenogenic — Thu, 29 Jun 2006 16:05:12 PDT

I got a trial subscription? SAY WHAAAAAAA? Exsqueeze me?

This is probably the most important feature. I get to show you all the great people on dA who don't get a lot of attention!

~Alucardia

~AThousandLies

~F-For-Fake

*IronKitten

~threat-to-sanity

~piratewhore (She has little over 200 page views! Go give her some love!)

~pornosatan69

~quitelife00

~esther-astrid

~MimiSmile

And just for fun...you guys can see what I'm doing on my other account. *shameless plug, prepares for the hitting* HEY! I'M UNKNOWN!

~BrokenHeartShapedBox

(Did you notice how my face isn't in any of these? *twilight zone music*)

My mother would always make faces on the telepho...