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* Choose a singer/band/group.
* Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group.

CombiChrist

1. Are you male or female?
Who's Your Dadddy, Snakegirl?
2. Describe yourself.
Human Error
3. What do people feel when they're around you?
Enjoy the Abuse
4. How would you describe your previous relationship?
Lying Sack of Shit
5. Describe your current relationship.
Joy To The World
6. Where would you want to be now?
Winteryear
7. How do you feel about love?
Like to Thank my Buddies
8. What's your life like?
This Shit Will Fcuk You Up
9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?
Master Control
10. Say something wise.
You Will Be The Bitch Now

If you live in Texas(like most of my friends) and have EVER played Super Smash Bros Brawl, this is for you

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I lol'd

This sunday I'm moving out of my moms house and into my dorm. There are plenty of bad and good things about it in my opinion but I will digress and shed light on only one thing:

I don't have a working laptop so I will not be on deviantart for an undetermined amount of time.

I don't know when I'll ever get around to checking it...so if you want to stay in touch definitely the best way would be to email me because I can check my email on my cellphone.

My email is: shewolfyouko@yahoo.com

So please please please, if you love me, keep in touch.

I'll miss you deviantart.

Goodbye for now.

I'm not sure what I'm looking for anymore
I just know that I'm harder to console
I don't see who I'm trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you're trying to play anyway
I just pay while you're breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

There's a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance, oh no
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds of the soul

I can't conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well it's getting me down
Just give me a pain that I'm used to
I don't need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

--A Pain That I'm Used To by Depeche Mode

I haven't had this feeling in a while and I would only have this feeling when I was lonely...it rather bothers me really to feel like this because I wish I knew what it was

The best way I can explain it is detachment. I walk around the house and feel like I'm not really me. I'm not in my body and I'm really just looking in on someone else's life. It isn't my own and I have no function but to just merely be there as a watcher.

On top of that my research paper is due tomorrow and I haven't even started it...I don't know what I'm going to do.

I'm in such a weird rut thinking is out of the question. I don't know if I feel good or bad, happy or sad. I just don't know anything. No feeling...nothing

I used to cut myself the most years ago when I felt like this because I didn't really feel the pain or feel anything at all from it. It just...I don't know.

That's all I can say right now. I don't know. Why am I here? I talk to my mom about trivial things...no real feeling in anything I speak about or any feeling in the activity of speaking to my mother, but just to have a conversation, just to add some dialogue to this story I feel like I'm watching.

Now when I tell this journal entry to submit...am I assuming? Supposing that someone will read it? Maybe someone out there knows how this feels and can tell me how to tune back into myself or how to tune out entirely. I don't feel like this is right...to not feel the genuine connection of yourself to your body...it's just not there. What does that mean? Do I not belong? This thought doesn't stir any emotion in me. Should it? I'm confused slightly but the thoughts running in my head have just congealed into one white mass. The contrast of white on white has left me in this weird blankness of thought.

But this begs me to wonder. Why do I feel like this again all of a sudden? Did I reach such a zenith of stress that my mind booted me out to save myself from personal destruction on some level unknown to myself?

I'm not going to hurt myself after this, there is no point to it. I'm not going to do anything really but try to start my research paper. But still...why now? This only used to happen to me when I was alone for long periods of time when I was a child. I remember just sitting outside surrounded by trees and just not feeling in tune with anything, completely out...

So...when I submit this journal and assume the reader, being you now, in whatever space time you may be taking up at this moment. What do you think of me now? I need help? I need to just forget about it or snap out of it? Maybe so...just maybe...