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zillaidma is dead as here

Recently, something very tragic happened to me and Brian.

Mood || Decent
Music || A Heartwell Ending: If Looks Could Kill
Login || 14th November 2009
Image Update || New Story: Murder, Murder I will be editing this because I don't think its that good. I don't know, give me your opinion?
Story: Brains?

Poem: My Own Human Heart. !
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Smile In Your Sleep

I got to witness the Sam AshDrug Dealers on Friday, August 20th 2009!!

Hugged Brian October 5th.

On September 12th I was NATURALLY HIGH :FILE:
3:25am September 5th, 2009 I read this as my friend request from mychemro_kiss: When no one else in the world is nice, you've got your flash drives and your MCR pics. LONG LIVE TECHNOLOGY!

Anything needed to be known about me read my journal zilly is...
But anyways, I'm quiet and I don't always open up to people.
If I'm being mean to you, just tell me I may do that unconsciously or intentionally.
Ifs its intentional, I'll let you know. But I'm not really someone who wouldn't let you know since I'm sarcastically honest. Nice if you get to know me.

I like to laugh at silly stuff. I'm not always in a joyful mood but lately I have been. So that's a good thing.
And I came back from the Doctor's the other day and I'm all better :D
Haha XD Last time I ate blueberry pancakes it felt like a murder scene inside my mouth!!

Lyrics to my favorite songs at the moment!
Alexisonfire: Boiled Frogs

[George:] A man sits at his desk
One year from retirement,
And he's up for review
Not quite sure what to do.
Each passing year
The workload grows.

[Dallas:] I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late
For things to go my way
It always ends up the same
(Count your blessings)
I must be missing, I must be missing the point
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise
(Count your blessings on one hand)

So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight.
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life

[George:] Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe,
Even though his joints are clogged with rust.

[Wade:] My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day
(Count your blessings)
My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away.
Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late
(Count your blessings on one hand)

[Dallas:] So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.

Can't help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day
There's no loyalty and no remorse.
Youth sold for a pension cheque
And it makes him fucking sick
He's heating up, he can't say no

(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)

So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight,
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
(So wait up)
So wait up I'm not sleeping alone again tonight
Between the light and shallow waves is where I'm going to die
Wait up for me
Wait up for me
Wait up for me


You'll Rebel To Anything (As Long As It's Not Challenging)

You don't mean it.

You need a uniform
So you won't be ignored.
You are affected,
And so you're accepted.

It's time you invested in a bottle of poison
So we don't have to hear about you bitchin' and moanin'.
You think you could afford a fuckin' bottle of aspirin.

Boo, fuckin' hoo! You're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit.
And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it.
Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists?
In fact, I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit.

You don't mean it.

You need a uniform
So you won't be ignored.
You are affected,
And so you're accepted.

It's time you invested in a bottle of poison
So we don't have to hear about you bitchin' and moanin'.
You think you could afford a fuckin' bottle of aspirin.

You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots.
You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock.
You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong;
I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons.

You don't mean it.

Boo, fuckin' hoo! You're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit.
And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it.
Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists?
In fact, I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit.

You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots.
You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock.
You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong;
I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons.

Boo, fuckin' hoo! You're not the only one whose life's a piece of shit.
And yet miraculously somehow we all seem to deal with it.
Did anybody think that you would really seriously slit your wrists?
In fact, I think that everybody thinks you're seriously full of shit.

You think you're saying something relevant as you connect the dots.
You never realized you have to get in line to suck a cock.
You're telling me that fifty million screaming fans are never wrong;
I'm telling you that fifty million screaming fans are fucking morons.

You don't mean it.


Mad World - Tears For Fears (by Gary Jules)

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tommorow, no tommorow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very

Mad world, mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very

Mad world, mad world


Low Shoulder: Through Trees

All alone in an empty room
nothing left but the memories of when I had my best frIend
I don't know how we ended up here
I don't know but it's never been so clear
We made a mistake, dear.
And I see the broken glass in front of me
I see your shadow hangIng over me
and your face, I can see...

Through the trees
I wIll find you;
I wIll heal the ruins left inside you
cuz I'm stIll here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathIng now...
untIl I'm set free.
Go quiet through the trees

I remember how we used to talk
about the places we would go when we were off
and all that we were gonna find.
And I remember our seeds grow
and how you cried when you saw
the first leaves show.
The love was pouring from your eyes.

So can you see
the branches hanging over me?
Can you see
the love you left inside of me?
in my face
can you see?

Through the trees
I will find you;
I will heal the ruins left inside you.
Cuz I'm still here breathing now
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
until I'm set free.
Go quiet through the trees.

Cuz you're not coming back
And you're not coming back
No-oo.. No-oo.. No
You're not coming back...
You're not coming back...

Take my breath as your own
Take my eyes to guide you home

Cuz I'm still here breathing now...
I'ms till here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
And I'm still here...

Cuz I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
And I'm still here..

Cuz I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
I'm still here breathing now...
And I'm still here..

But you're not coming back.
And you're not coming back.
Cuz you're not coming back
until I'm set free
Go quiet through the trees.


STAY AWAKE LYRICS:

Say, the lights are really low enough to play,
Would you cast yourself so solitary?
All alone you prove that I was,
Broken down to move and alright,
Battling the loss you live for,
Meant the world to you,

And would you stay right here?
When I tell you,
That someone out there loves you.
Would you stay right here?
Well I'd tell you,
That someone out there loves you after all.

Sometimes it's though it's easier to fall,
Would you catch this and then pick this off the floor,
and in a moment,
if you're walking out the door I'd stop you,
And i'll let you burn,
and if you'd turn to me I'd say this,

would you stay right here?
When I tell you,
That someone out there loves you.
If you stay right here,
Keep attacking you,
That someone out there loves you.

Is there no one, no one out there?
Is there no one who, no one who cares?
And if no one. no one out there?
Is there no one who, no one who cares?

And would you decimate the stars then,
When you go?

And if you stay right here,
When I tell you,
That someone out there loves you.
Stay right here,
Keep attacking you,
That someone out there loves you.

No one, no one out there,
Is there no one who, no one who cares?
And if no one, no one out there,
Is there no one who, no one who cares?


My Chemical Romance: Bury me in black
I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight
White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time

Just give us war-worn lipstick by the door if I inflame

These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light

Just give us war-worn, I've been calling you all week
for my shotgun

Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone, fucker

I wanna see what your insides look like (I wanna see what your insides look like)
I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (Not so pretty)
I wanna see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby)
I wanna see 'em (Not so)

Well you don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my faith
Late last night
I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rain

C'mon

I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be

Kenneth Nixon!
Imagelike the ashes from flame in fire



& i'm on my way to believing.





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