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]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/6826354/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/6826354/ Fri, 21 Oct 2005 09:09:12 PDT Well, hello again.

Food For Thought:
"If a man is pictured chopping off a woman's breast, it only gets an 'R' rating; but if, God forbid, a man is pictured kissing a woman's breast, it gets an 'X' rating. Why is violence more acceptable than tenderness?" --Sally Struthers c/o =peterfa's signature. ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1042134/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1042134/ Wed, 06 Aug 2003 15:18:04 PDT






I just wanted to put these people up there. I might not have put everyone up there. Im forgetful like that, at times. But i love you all. Youve always supported anything ive done. And i really appreciate it.

Im leaving. Just like the journal header says. I dont feel like * crackedmirror anymore.

I might join under a different name. *Grinz*
But thats up to you to find me, if you wish.


]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1033071/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1033071/ Mon, 04 Aug 2003 17:43:00 PDT So i figured i would take the test found in ~oceanborn's journal. Hehe.

[link]

Its what i would be in Medevil times. Hmmm..

Dont forget to check out, . Hes very sweet and left me the nicest comments.

This is what my test results said.

Your distinct personality, The Benevolent Ruler might be found in most of the thriving kingdoms of the time. You are the idealistic social dreamer. Your overriding goal is to solve the people problems of your world. You are a social reformer who wants everyone to be happy in a world that you can visualize. You are exceptionally perceptive about the woes and needs of humankind. You often have the understanding and skill to readily conceive and implement the solutions to your perceptions. On the positive side, you are creatively persuasive, charismatic and ideologically concerned. On the negative side, you may be unrealistically sentimental, scattered and impulsive, as well as deviously manipulative. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.

*Blink Blink*

No comments, lol.

Dont forget to masturbate daily.
~i-kill-kittens
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1026025/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/1026025/ Sun, 03 Aug 2003 04:05:07 PDT
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Masturbate Daily ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/960174/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/960174/ Fri, 18 Jul 2003 19:13:48 PDT ive chosen my heart-mate.
one could comment that it wasnt a choice.
i couldnt have it any other way.

never wanted to settle in my life.
always reach for what i want.
untill ive got it. and its mine.

i had a dream about him.
walking down memories..
made jeweled toned by my happiness.
and even though i was a child..
when i had tread those streets..
he was there..even then.

i suppose.
i associate him with happiness? ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/891030/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/891030/ Sun, 29 Jun 2003 20:14:25 PDT Prized Posessions:
Books/
The Black Arts - Richard Cavendish
The Goetia (The Lesser Key of Solomon the King) Clavicula Salomonis Regis - Translated by; Samuel Liddell, MacGregor Mathers. Edited with an introduction by Aliester Crowley. Illustrated Second Edition.
The Satanic Bible - Anton Szandor LaVey
The Satanic Rituals - Anton Szandor LaVey
The Satanic Witch - Anton Szandor LaVey
Satan Speaks - Anton Szandor LaVey
The Secret Life of a Satanist (The Authorized Biography of Anton LeVay) - Blanche Barton
The Devils Notebook - Anton Szandor LaVey
Necronomicon and the Necronomicon Spellbook
Enochian World of Aleister Crowley (Enochian Sex Magick) - Aleister Crowley, Lon Milo Duquette, Christopher S. Hyatt.
Aleister Crowley's Illustrated Goetia - Lon Milo Duquette, Christopher S. Hyatt and Illustrated by David P. Wilson.
The Magick Of Thelema (A handbook of the Rituals of Aleister Crowley - Lon Milo Duquette
The Kybalion (Hermetic Philosophy) - Three Initiates

Live Aus Berlin - Rammstein (cd)
Bedtime Bear Carebear named Mr Fukin Deddi Floofle.
A Bunny I Got For Easter named Mopsie Bleen.


Piktures of Alistair (above all, these i prize most).

Three Rings, and a Necklace.

A sketch of my Father drawn by his cellmate when he was in jail.


My insides hurt when i think of him


]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/854868/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/854868/ Thu, 19 Jun 2003 21:00:04 PDT Dear Journal,

a roar.
his love.
shes breathless.
within this whirlwind.
and she screams.
just to hear.
her own thoughts.
and words.
unsure.
where will this take me?
i need to try.
do i not deserve.
my heart-mate?
and i find him.
within you.

lynann
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/851171/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/851171/ Wed, 18 Jun 2003 23:44:52 PDT Dear Journal,

the lion.
but im broken.
and wordless.
i wonder.
if i can make this work?

lynann
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/816846/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/816846/ Tue, 10 Jun 2003 08:15:38 PDT Dear Journal,

falcon to the east.
a beast to the north.
and a lion ever roaring.
two ways left to go.
which do i want?

lynann
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/813319/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/813319/ Mon, 09 Jun 2003 11:26:52 PDT Dear Journal,

men are bastards. and yes, i do mean you. i think ill become a lesbian. any takers? lol. another relationship come to an end. bleh. it happens i guess.

lynann
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/798005/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/798005/ Thu, 05 Jun 2003 09:38:24 PDT Dear Journal,
she was a slasher with a tendency to hide it. a masochist only when she felt she needed it. a sadist because she couldnt help herself, she did what comes naturally. she was confused and beridden with to much fantasy that drifted around her head, and love was hidden behind her eyes. she tormented, taunted, and teased. a habit for reaction brought out in those who were sad. she needed candy, for a rush, blood for tears, a broken heart to remind her its there. she is simply. nothing at all. yet everything within the all. the images in her mind the creations of her world, just as the universe was created by the all.

lynann
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/721505/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/721505/ Wed, 14 May 2003 11:22:46 PDT Dear Journal,

There was a little girl that lives in closed spaces. And everytime she ventured out, twas only to earn another mass of bruises. Lately, though. She's felt as if everything was starting to make sense. But not the sense she knew what to make of, and how to use, or even the sense that she wanted. She feels like a rag doll, with stringy bangs of red and eyes to blue to have depth. Soft hands are caressed and held and she smiles, blankly. Not sure what to do, if this is real and if itll go away. As all things tend to do. She enjoys the caress, the love that sneaks into the pores beneath. But, theres to much left for her to do. And worry crowds her brows, painted black and dark in contrast to paper thin skin that bleeds well enough. And at times, not enough. Frustrating is a life of limbo, where you know what you want. And you know you cant have it. Because everytime you try, theres just another obstacle drowning the path to your dreams. Struggle on, she does. With muddy feet and an unclear path.

~'lyna
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/623897/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/623897/ Tue, 15 Apr 2003 04:13:52 PDT Its my birthday and ill die if i want to..

]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/613254/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/613254/ Fri, 11 Apr 2003 13:51:19 PDT April Fifteenth is my Birthday. Bloody Seventeen

muahaha. o.o ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/592205/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/592205/ Fri, 04 Apr 2003 05:50:45 PST the sweet is turning sour as eleven days bring me closer

*sigh* ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/586802/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/586802/ Wed, 02 Apr 2003 08:02:11 PST 13 days untill my sweet 17.

]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/572240/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/572240/ Thu, 27 Mar 2003 14:04:29 PST

i miss my nightmares.

and when i wasnt afraid to scream.

i wish this didnt hurt so bad

and that i could believe you cared.

teach me to give up

i cant seem to accept defeat.

take the rest of my heart with you

i cant handle having any left.


]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/561282/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/561282/ Sun, 23 Mar 2003 00:03:30 PST Bondage by Patti something.
The ravings of some dude and his opionon on Aristotle's theories.
A book on Web Publishing.

Current People That Are Evoking Emotions (be they, anger, hatred, curiousity, etc):
Tair.
Cult.
Trey.
Mech.
Rena.

Current Emotions:
Confusion.
Frustration.
Depression.
(funny how they all end in ion)

Current Needs:
Peach Tea.
Skittles.
Blood-Drinking.
Somone to make me think and ponder.
Him.

Current Wants:
A black and white feathered boa from claires.
Glittery red heels from Hot Topic.
MENTAL STIMULATION. MAKE ME THINK DAMNIT.

]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/528689/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/528689/ Thu, 06 Mar 2003 12:27:09 PST Statistiks:
Name: Lynann May Gibbs
Nickname: Ly, Lyn, Risk, Crackie
Age: Not yet legal
Height: 5'5
Weight: Uh, no. lol
Hair Kolor: Scarlet
Eye Kolor: Blue-Green
Piercings: 9
Tattoo's: 1

Current Outfit:
Black Cargo Pants
Shiny Black Shirt
Fuzzy White Sox

Fave Movies:
The Little Mermaid
Thicker Than Blood
The Mummy
Dirty Dancing

Fave Bands:
Cradle Of Filth
Acid Bath
Seether
Veruca Salt
Switchblade Symphony
Jack Off Jill
Nickel Creek
Type O Negative

Kurrent Fixationz:
Pixi Stix
Peach Tea
Glitter
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/517406/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/517406/ Thu, 27 Feb 2003 16:28:51 PST -----------------------------------------------------
Im gone for a week or so Movin n all that
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If anyone comments while im away, thank you ahead of time! ill leave thank yous presonally when i get back
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If ya need something, just note me, or something and illg et back to it. I wont even be on my messengers or check my email so ill havta catch up with everyone latuhz
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BAI BAI
----------------------------------------------------- ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/514377/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/514377/ Tue, 25 Feb 2003 20:38:19 PST 1-One who murders by surprise attack, especially one who carries out a plot to kill a prominent person.

2-Assassin A member of a secret order of Muslims who terrorized and killed Christian Crusaders and others.


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[French, from Medieval Latin assassnus, from Arabic an, pl. of a, hashish user, from a, hashish. See hashish.]
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Word History: At first glance, one would be hard-pressed to find a link between pleasure and the acts of assassins. Such was not the case, however, with those who gave us the word assassin. They were members of a secret Islamic order originating in the 11th century who believed it was a religious duty to harass and murder their enemies. The most important members of the order were those who actually did the killing. Having been promised paradise in return for dying in action, the killers, it is said, were made to yearn for paradise by being given a life of pleasure that included the use of hashish. From this came the name for the secret order as a whole, an, “hashish users.” After passing through French or Italian, the word came into English and is recorded in 1603 with reference to the Muslim Assassins.
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/500792/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/500792/ Tue, 18 Feb 2003 08:46:05 PST
Symptoms: During inhalation there is first excitement with sharpened sensations, then depression and loss of consciousness; finally paralysis, stertorous breathing, blue lips slow, weak, and irregular pulse, widely dilated pupils. When swallowed there is burning pain in throat and stomach followed soon by exhilaration, then unconsciousness; the vomitus has odor of chloroform and is sometimes bloody.

Treatment: Hypodermic injection of strychnine, whiskey, or ammonia: enema of strong coffee and whiskey; artificial respiration and oxygen; when swallowed, use stomach lavage.

poison me ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/494727/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/494727/ Fri, 14 Feb 2003 22:33:19 PST were bruised
with to many
falls
upon the
hard ground.
and her
song
couldnt help
but
dissapear
beneath the
choking silence
of his heart.
held together
she brought
herself
through
each day
one less
tattered
red ribbon
wrapped
around her heart
as life
began to fade
away.
she learned
to crack
the silence
with a
scream
as she
began the
terrifying journey
of self
expression
that
brought her
to her
knees.
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/484911/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/484911/ Sun, 09 Feb 2003 01:49:06 PST I GOT MY LIP PEIRCED


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And Hearts Break Easily, I know
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/482844/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/482844/ Fri, 07 Feb 2003 21:36:06 PST I GOT MY LIP PEIRCED

*loves it to deathness*

^_^

*is a very happy girl*

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i want to crawl in somones lap.


little girl, you have no one in which to go to


i want to cry.


but you never learned how


i wish somone loved me.


if wishes were horses, beggars would ride


your not very comforting.


blame yourself. you created me
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/463931/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/463931/ Mon, 27 Jan 2003 18:00:27 PST please..
tell me whats wrong.

i dont know whats wrong


Hurt Me
everyone else does.


seductive images of bracketed pleasures ~nicetry-badluck
sour sweetened refuse ~nova-e
stitch my seams, dont let me slip away ~missmisery
is your ear always open, if so, can you hear my words? ~push-
i wont ask, when you refuse to dare ~alcoholic
half my heart, bloodied in your mannequin hands ~adeptus
industrial desire, my goldfish crave you, upon death they taste your salted tears ~axxess
you make me lonely ~hollowsociety
pretty little mermaid, with your shiny silver scales. dont just swim away. sing to me ~sirensin
kissed my darkened rose, acid upon your tongue ~ginge13
i miss the kitten rough slice of your impish tongue upon skittle improved blood `kara
sometimes i find you, in my dreams. its not you, your not really there ~ tristesa
you designed my birth, and you cant even see it *halo-effect
if you cant sleep, does that mean you do not dream. and if you do not dream, what have you left? *1n50mn14c
precious to the cracks that seep with ebony designed cuttings ~ hellblazer
your water tastes like blood ~aenim-a

50 peeping eyes, drink in my misery, "does my pain please you?"


clicked my repeat:
Veruca Salt-Aurora
Seether-Tied My Hands
Seal-Kiss From A Rose
Ani Di Franco-Pixie
Luna-Swedish Fish
Tweet-Always Will
Acid Bath-Venus Blue
Crimson Crowbar-Necrophilia Dominae
Cradle Of Filth-Malice Through A Looking Glass
Nirvana-Come As You Are
Truth Hurts ft Rakim-Addictive
Korn, Veruca Salt-This Town
Rammstein-Feur Frei
Amanda Marshall-Sunday Morning After
Amanda Marshall-Crush
Jack Off Jill-Angels Fuck
Jack Off Jill-Swollen ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/459269/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/459269/ Sat, 25 Jan 2003 05:17:09 PST he whispered; "Just incase"..






fought for the years ive learned, and yet he brings me back down - ~ nicetry-badluck
forced into shocked and sweet ~nova-e
each delicious slip of the tongue, meets stitches. i want to tear them away. ~missmisery
my imagination conjured burning lips ~push-
reason fled me as i dreamt of your words ~alcoholic
you make me special ~adeptus
fingertips wish to tease the delicate protusion of metal that arches from plastic flesh ~axxess
all i hear is babble when i try to understand ~hollowsociety
stuck as the sand, bring me closer to the ocean ~sirensin
black tulip blossomed and unfurled ~ginge13
my tiger stripes dripped with your sweetness, you licked my pain away ` kara
blood bonded and simplistic familiarity ~tristesa
taunted with musings and the inability to properly appreciate him for she does not have the words to explain *halo-effect
looking backwards, she waits for the simple gesture that makes her smile *1n50mn14c
my fragile ego can crack, and your there with a flourescent green band-aid ~hellblazer

i have 47 stalkers, im beginning to feel claustophobic but i enjoy smearing my tongue across the window to laugh at you


clicked my repeat: Veruca Salt-Aurora
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/459265/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/459265/ Sat, 25 Jan 2003 05:13:48 PST he whispered; "Just incase"..






fought for the years ive learned, and yet he brings me back down - ~ nicetry-badluck
forced into shocked and sweet ~nova-e
each delicious slip of the tongue, meets stitches. i want to tear them away. ~missmisery
my imagination conjured burning lips ~push-
reason fled me as i dreamt of your words ~alcoholic
you make me special ~adeptus
fingertips wish to tease the delicate protusion of metal that arches from plastic flesh ~axxess
all i hear is babble when i try to understand ~hollowsociety
stuck as the sand, bring me closer to the ocean ~sirensin
black tulip blossomed and unfurled :dev-ginge-:
my tiger stripes dripped with your sweetness, you licked my pain away ` kara
blood bonded and simplistic familiarity ~tristesa
taunted with musings and the inability to properly appreciate him for she does not have the words to explain *halo-effect
looking backwards, she waits for the simple gesture that makes her smile *1n50mn14c
my fragile ego can crack, and your there with a flourescent green band-aid ~hellblazer

i have 47 stalkers, im beginning to feel claustophobic but i enjoy smearing my tongue across the window to laugh at you


clicked my repeat: Veruca Salt-Aurora
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/436508/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/436508/ Sat, 11 Jan 2003 13:57:34 PST slash
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/423440/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/423440/ Fri, 03 Jan 2003 19:03:17 PST Fake

- hiding the dark
- tarnished descriptions
- to many scars
- bitter choked sweet
- tender shadows

- melted metal, bend and burn

- abstract birth
- bitter design/beauty
- dream.
- word's plaything
- we'll see.

Musik
Veruca Salt-
Jack Off Jill-
Amanda Marshall-
A Perfect Circle-
Belle & Sebastian-
Cradle Of Filth-
Type O Negative-
Acid Bath-
Agents Of Oblivion-
Nirvana-
Truth Hurts-

bleeding inside




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]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/394256/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/394256/ Mon, 16 Dec 2002 08:35:04 PST
daisies and bleeders.
sitting in a field/alone.
blank eyes, holding,
what you used to be.
you

daisies and sugar.
tracing up your arm.
drifting a scent of sweetness.
that can only be.
a lie


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]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/394251/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/394251/ Mon, 16 Dec 2002 08:32:27 PST
daisies and bleeders.
sitting in a field/alone.
blank eyes, holding,
what you used to be.
you

daisies and sugar.
tracing up your arm.
drifting a scent of sweetness.
that can only be.
a lie


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Deviant of the moment.
:iconohshit:



]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/391410/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/391410/ Sat, 14 Dec 2002 13:12:00 PST Musik
Angels Fuck~Jack Off Jill
No Panties (explicit)~Trina ft. Tweet.
Broken~Seether
Oops, oh my~Tweet




over the edge.cant stop falling.


broken.parts missing.you complete me.


drama is my disease.you are the cure.i love you.


pimptastikal delights.you always suprise me.


meet the razors.they need you.skittles and bleeders.




]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/369845/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/369845/ Sun, 01 Dec 2002 00:59:32 PST
Musik
Angels Fuck~Jack Off Jill
Swollen~Jack Off Jill
Broken~Seether
7 Words~Deftones




Someone who speaks from her heart, in only the way she can.


The other half of me.


My sissa, always there for me. No matter how much i cry.


The damn pimpster.


My loyal skittles customer. She is the drug, that addicts me.

e v i l i v e

]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/362763/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/362763/ Tue, 26 Nov 2002 11:48:22 PST | 2 | Broken | 2 | Care |
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Beauty
| Torn Butterfly Wings | Miserable Sniffles | Moonlight Kisses | An Unique Persepective | Diamonds | Troubled Eyes | Blood | Flesh | Gore | The Pear | Whips | Chains | Razor Blades | Dirt | Mud | Wire | Shinies | The Moon | Ebony Skies | Feathers | Fuzzy Blankets | Comfort | Slam-Fukz | Blackberries | Sadness |
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| No | Matter | The | Emotion | At | Least | You | Can | Feel |
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Love
| Brit | Aaron | Rena | Ruthie | Tair | Alleh | Kara | Maribel | Danielle | Bebe |
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Hatred
| Can | You | Hate | A | Person | For | Being | Nothing | But | What | They | Are | ? | However | Unappealing | That | Might | Be | To | You | . | If | Anything | Should | You | Not | Hate | The | Feelings | That | They | Stir | Within | You | . | And | If | So | , | Are | You | Not | Glad | You | Have | The | Chance | To | Feel | . |
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| Blank | Oblivious | Confused | Frail | Fragile | Rage | Fire | Pain | Unknown | Chaos | Abyss | Mortal | Mordbid | Suffer | Beauty | Loving | Wistful |
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-Only Women Bleed ~ Tori Amos/ Alice Cooper
-Years Ago ~ Alice Cooper
-Full Moon ~ Brandy
-Silent Deaths, Crowded Lives ~ 7 Angels 7 Plagues
-3 Libras ~ A Perfect Circle
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Kueenz
Discord Never Looked So Good
http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/357622/ Sat, 23 Nov 2002 03:31:37 PST
-| Coronation |-


Attention

-| Digital Kara, Has Become, A Kueen Of Discord |-

Kueenz
Discord Never Looked So Good




Like what you see? Eyes running over my form-
Cant see the flaws im hiding within-
Dont want to see; past the porcelain mask:
in which i hide-
Mind; long since broken:
Time has stopped, mattering-
Cant feel, everything you do to me-
Break me, and watch my laughter spill free..
Sew me up, my viens a cross stitch pattern-
flesh held by a seam-
constantly torn apart, by the lies-
Take me home, impress me; by that fancy car-
Wait till you see the scars underneath my eyes-
not enough love- to much sex- sleep deprived-
eyelids tipped down- lashes glimmmer-
crystal teardrops baring my pain-
cant see- your to busy-
drenching my temple- in your bloody seed-

-| ~ Random Babbling, Courtesy Your Friendly Neighborhood Bad Luck Charm- crackedmirror ~ |-




SKUIRM



"..to die, spend life in eternity, know what its like in forever, heart no longer beating for your own, your just within, the echoes of time..."



To Lazy To Pimp http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/341575/ Mon, 11 Nov 2002 19:00:21 PST
Self Interview- Cuz Im Focked In Da Head


Why are you self- interviewing?
Coz ive got nothing better to do than talk to myself.
Uh huh...Well, whats your favorite color?
You know that.
Shut up and answer, damnit.
No
Fuck You
See I would, but then itd be called masturbation.
And thats so bad, you do it all the time.
I feel bad for the kittens.
Liar
Perhaps
::silence::

Kueenz Of Discord
Discord Never Looked So Good


http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/333993/ Wed, 06 Nov 2002 14:51:37 PST
13 Unknown, But Useless Facts About me


I Have Nine Piercings, n One Tattoo
I hate Big Spaces, Yet Hate Little Cars
The Smell Of Gummy Wormz Sickenz Me
I Drink My Own Blood
My Toe Nails Are Painted With Pink Glitter
I Write My Poems In My Own Note Box
I Screamed During The Movie Of Spiderman
I Hate Bugs
I Cried During The Movie, "The Lion King"
I Watch The Soap Opera, 'Passions'
My Hair Is Sunset Red At The Moment
My Eyes Are Blue...ish.. lol.
Ive Got An Obsession With Q Tips

People 2 Check Out


http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/326059/ Thu, 31 Oct 2002 18:41:32 PST
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about
That's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get'em out of your head

It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love

She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head

It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love

It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love

Pretty girl, pretty girl

Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out
You can never get 'em out of your head

It's the way
That he makes you cry
It's the way
That he's in your mind
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love

It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/315903/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/315903/ Wed, 23 Oct 2002 21:42:27 PDT
I dont LIKE you.
I HATE you.
I like PORN.
You are NOT porn.
Thus i DONT like you.
I HATE you.

]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/314005/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/314005/ Tue, 22 Oct 2002 13:47:17 PDT
So me, and this chik, right, we go into this like ampitheatre place, and its all beautiful, chandeliers, its like a dream come true, lots of sparkling crystal stuff. And this waitress, keeps going around, setting all this food out, like ice cream snadwiches, and sundaes, and milkshakes. but she keeps going aorund, adding more, and like, putting more ice cream into different things, and the strawberry ice cream flows into mint chocochip and then she stops, and turns out shes got apple dumplins in her head, and is an alien that i try and take apart or something >. ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/309079/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/309079/ Fri, 18 Oct 2002 13:07:21 PDT Slowly Breaking Inside, Masturbation Is My Life, the Bleeding Promise Of A Razors Play Drives Me Inasne With Need, Of All These Fucked Up Things, I Wouldnt Be Me Without Them, The Question Is, With Them, Do You Still Love Me?

Anouncement: Saralyn Conrad Boccacini (muh cuzzin ) at 5:10 this morning, delivered Giavanna Jewel Boccacini, 6 pounds, somthin ounces, 17 inches long and a week early

Her first living baby.

........ R.I.P .........
Autumn Moon Boccacini
........ R.I.P .........

Muh Family Is Taking Over Da




Quote Of The Moment:
"If You Love Me, You Love Everything About Me." ~ Dirty Dancing,
"A Movie If You Didnt Know."


Song Of The Moment:
Cult, The
Love (1985)
Black Angel

A fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years and now he thinks of home
The long men are waiting in the wings to put him in chains upon his return
Emptiness his bitterness is gone
Journey the road to the eternal reward
It's a long way to go
A black angel at your side
A long way to go that angel at your side
A long way to go the reaper at your side
A long way to go
A black angel at your side
The sirens call a sailor to die
Enchanted by the sound his desires have been found
In his mind his life is rushing by
All this while the storm it rages on


Well, peace, fukz, and Kokonutz


]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/309033/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/309033/ Fri, 18 Oct 2002 11:57:32 PDT ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/302391/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/302391/ Sat, 12 Oct 2002 21:48:46 PDT So here goes,

Mhm, well uh..
Ive been writing more?! Im getting better i guess..-.-

Song Of The Moment Being:
Brother Wolf, Sister Moon by The Cult.
I wrote my new poem, ( Ceremony Of Lust) while listening to it.

The Lyriks:
Embrace the wind with both arms
Stop the clouds dead in sky
Hang your head no more
And beg no more
Brother Wolf and Sister Moon
Your Time has come
Brother Wolf and Sister Moon
Your time has come and the wind will blow my fears away
And dry my tears away
And the wind will will blow my fears away
And dry my tears away

Thing I Wish I Knew How To Do:
Put Icons On Messagez, Lol.

Random Newz:
OoOoOoOo i got a new peircing, Labret ^_^
That Makes Tongue, Nose, Eyebrow, Labret, Two In One Ear, And Three In Another. o.O WeEeEe!

Quote Of The Moment:
"And The Words Of The Prophets Were Written On The Subway Wallz"
Simon + Garfunkel, The Sound Of Silence.
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/300250/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/300250/ Thu, 10 Oct 2002 22:27:03 PDT

Type O Negative
Bloody Kisses (1993)
Christian Woman

a: Body Of Christ (Corpus Christi)
b: To Love God
c: J.C. Looks Like Me

A cross upon her bedroom wall
From grace she will fall
An image burning in her mind
And between her thighs

A dying God-man full of pain
When will you cum again ?
Before him beg to serve or please
On your back or knees
There's no forgiveness for her sins
Prefers punishment ?
Would you suffer eternally
Or internally ?

For her lust
She'll burn in hell
Her soul done medium well
All through mass manual stimulation
Salvation

Body of Christ
She needs
The body of Christ

She'd like to know God
Ooh love God
Feel her God
Inside of here - deep inside of her

Jesus Christ looks like me ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/252871/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/252871/ Fri, 30 Aug 2002 13:37:55 PDT

The kiss of a cold mirror's skin..
the slice of a blade,
and the feeling of shame i can no longer tame...

darkened passions that leave me cold in your wake,
pleasuers i feed on, and disgust you feel as i but plead..
Promises whispered and wordless cries,
lust's hold within me, as you turn from my breathing,
Wishing the death of such a tormented being,
I dont cry, I dont feel, You love me, you say you do, you hurt me, you always do,
You must feel, your human, not a demon thriving on pain,
Im just a mirror, my love, are my silent replies, reflecting everything back unto you,
Ripped to shreds, with things that could make a lesser person insane, constant pain, costantly hurt for anothers gain,
how much blood must i bleed, for it to end,
how much of the razors kiss, must i endure for i to no longer helplessly skream,
how much must i go through, before it will break me..
How much more can i take..

The kiss of a cold mirror's skin..
the slice of a blade,
and the feeling of shame i can no longer tame...
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/251028/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/251028/ Wed, 28 Aug 2002 23:40:32 PDT Simon and Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

'Fools' said I, 'You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.'
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, 'The words of the prophets

are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.'
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence. ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/250596/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/250596/ Wed, 28 Aug 2002 16:45:31 PDT Rock on Crimson Crowbar

Something's rotten deep inside
Need some more formaldehyde
Eyes are turning much too blue
Don't know what's come over you

Necrophilia dominae
Spiritus sanctus A-OK
Necrophilia dominae

Skin's a lovely shade of gray
Rigor mortis here to stay
You're the only stiff for me
Can't wait for the autopsy

Necrophilia dominae
Spiritus sanctus A-OK
Necrophilia dominae

Get too loose I'll sew it shut
Get my kicks from your dead butt
You are one hot worm food bitch
How I love postmortem twitch

Necrophilia dominae
Spiritus sanctus A-OK
Necrophilia dominae
Spiritus sanctus A-OK
Necrophilia dominae
]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/248417/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/248417/ Mon, 26 Aug 2002 22:14:31 PDT

Ever wonder what the dead think? heh.

Listening to Four Seasons by Vivaldi ]]> ~crackedmirror http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/247531/ http://crackedmirror.deviantart.com/journal/247531/ Mon, 26 Aug 2002 10:24:19 PDT
Maribel Esquillín

Momma Susana Esquillín

Erick Jaudon

James

Christa

Aaron

Len!

Jamie