Below are the 8 most recent journal entries recorded in makeoutmassacre's LiveJournal:

Thursday, July 27th, 2006
2:55 am	rawr A maiden in white, charmed by a golden ladybug. A sinking sun conceals the traces of skulls. Strands of the moon highlighting in a silvery blaze. Keep the record player turning, I want to dance the night away. The sounds of a whispering fog keep a smile on the face of a maiden. Bitten lips and stubbed toes. Bleeding hands and forgotten lullabies. A new Apocalypse has arrived. Rainbows and waterfalls flooded with the blades of a fan. Tidal waves are seeping through the cracks and holes of a jeweled and charred gauntlet. A sudden Revolution keeps a smile on the face of a maiden. Current Mood: relaxed Current Music: One Armed Scissor - At The Drive-In (Comment on this)
2:53 am	another poem Ballerinas twirl and dance on their toes. Their ankles, weighed down with a barbed-wire chain. Their hair full of bats and bones, ghosts and grenades. But they're still tip-toed for the sake of royalty. Shades of gray, decorated with flecks of red. The shimmering, lustful blood of a virgin. A cigarette held by a quivering hand. Immediate evasion! The cops are here! Radios blaring the advice of a fake. The turning of the seasons of faux consistancy. Twist our heads, break our necks. Please us, we're hungry for the sound of a gunshot. A crimson pool in the eyes of a small princess. Apologies from the face of Fate. And love notes to Oblivion. Current Mood: drained Current Music: Trash Flavored Trash - The Blood Brothers (Comment on this)
Saturday, July 15th, 2006
1:03 am	A Poem of Mine Take a spill off this old convict portrait. These legitimate officers pay these legitimate minstrels close attention. Failure beckons for administration. File away your barricaded conduct inside that cotton-covered flask. Those intricate microphone stands are wired cleverly to the limbs. Words are screamed into the speakers. Drop your valor, increasing speed towards the withering island. A summary made short. Reptiles basking in the heat, extracting self-made needles of emergency brakes. Flamingos stepping with secluded stilts. Mesmerizing vague definitions through bullshit tears. Filter-coded mirrors shatter to their resonant deploymentation, still yet increasing speed towards that forever-wanted withering island. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: Simple Design - Breaking Benjamin (Comment on this)
Friday, July 14th, 2006
9:04 pm	Be the first to support the show of death. Yeah so I be bored right now. Catherine's not coming home until Sunday now. So my excitement for today was pointless lol. God damnit. And I'm not sure if we're going to the concert tomorrow anymore. Lmao. So basically this whole weekend will be boring again. I'm still kind of sad knowing the fact that probably no one reads this lmao. Oh well I don't care. But you know what I just noticed? When you post another entry for your livejournal, right above the box where you're typing to the right where it has that drop-down thing, right to the left of it there's an "Autosave Draft" timer thing. Haha I didn't know that before, I was always wondering how my entries always managed to be saved when my computer crashes lmfao. Oh well. I'm bored. There's nothing to eat but like a fry. That's nowhere near enough for me lol. I'm going to go take a shower. Mainly because I have nothing else to say and my finger's tired of clicking the 'Accept' button when I get like 348992834 friends requests every minute. Not really, only like 2 every 2 mins lol. But still I'm tired. Here's the end of another stupid yet enjoyable rant. [= xoxo, Erin. Current Mood: mischievous Current Music: Tiny Voices - Boxcar Racer (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 9th, 2006
9:05 pm	Yeah, mhm..[= My Hott Guy List [= Sonny Moore The lead singer from From First to Last. Cove Reber The lead singer from Saosin. Matt Baker From American Pie 4: Band Camp. Matt Dallas Kyle XY Not Pictured: -Tad Hilgenbrink - Matt Stiffler from American Pie 4: Band Camp -Jean-Luc Bilodeau - Josh Trager from Kyle XY Current Mood: dorky Current Music: The Ransom - Escape the Fate (Comment on this)
Wednesday, July 5th, 2006
2:23 am	Short story about Nick So I had already written a whole story about Nick and how I married Sonny Moore and became best friends with Shadow the Hedgehog, but then it all got deleted. Fuckers. So now I have to rewrite EVERYTHING, but since I already told you what the previous story was about, I have to think of a whole different idea for this story. +Nick and the White Anteater+ One day Nick was in his room on his computer doing myspace, getting frustrated because no one was leaving him comments or messages of any sort. After a couple minutes, he got up, giving up with the whole myspace theory, and walked outside and sat on his driveway. He lived out in the woods, alone. He had no neighbors and nothing or no one to keep him company through the day or night but nature and all its creatures who dwell within its walls. He had no hobbies but myspace and whittling. He would sit out on his driveway all day and night and whittle away at a piece of wood, creating some sort of masterpiece. When he first arrived in the woods, he had no shelter or entertainment, so he whittled himself a house and a computer, the connections and everything else necessary for a working computer. Everything that lay inside and outside his house he whittled with his trusty knife. So the day Nick gave up with the whole myspace scene and sat on his driveway, he looked about himself and noticed a small anteater scuttling around his house in a bush. Nick got to his feet and walked over to the anteater and picked it up. "I'll name you Mr. Snowball Fluffykins the 3rd." Nick said as he pet it gently on the head. After he claimed its name, he noticed the anteater wasn't at all white, so he decided to spray paint it with permanent paint. In only a matter of seconds, Nick whittled a can of white spray paint and sprayed the anteater until it was completely white. He grabbed it by a couple hairs and carried it over to the clothes line and pinned it up so it would dry faster in the wind. After it dried out, Nick plucked it from the mighty strong clothespins and brought it inside with him. He set it down on the couch he had whittled for his living room so that Mr. Snowball Fluffykins the 3rd could watch satellite on the big ass movie theater size big screen tv Nick whittled one day. The next morning, Nick figured Mr. Snowball Fluffykins the 3rd should get some exercise and took him outside with him, setting him down in a small tuft of grass next to his 5-story mansion. "Lets just hope it doesn't snow, or else you'll be lost forever, Mr. Snowball Fluffykins the 3rd." Nick said sarcastically. But ironically, in the middle of summer in Brazil, snow started pouring down from the sky, blanketing the ground with layer upon layer of snow. In the blizzard, Nick couldn't see Mr. Snowball Fluffykins the 3rd, for he was as white as the snow that was falling. Tears came to his eyes as he knew that his only friend in the world had been lost forever. As he broke down and whined, Nick rushed inside so he wouldn't be trapped outside of his house in the snow and suffocate and die. Once he got inside, he went straight to his couch and sat on it, taking out his trusty knife and a piece of wood. He began to whittle that piece of wood day and night for the next couple of days, working hard at it until it was complete. When he finished his work of art, it appeared to be a 6-foot-tall snowman, or more realistically, a woodman. He grabbed him and took him outside, the snow still lingering around, and set him aside as he build a snowman. He put a top hat on the snowman's head, whom he named Frosty, and gave the woodman a cell phone, whom he named Birtha, and together they came to life. Now that Nick had two new best friends for life, he invited them inside to have a cup of hot tea. They all sat down in a round Hello Kitty table with their cups of steaming hot tea. Once Frosty the Snowman drank his cup, he began to melt. Nick and Birtha the Woodman began to panic, and then being the intelligent one, Nick rushed to the fridge and got a Cool Nestea and gave it to Frosty the Snowman so he would get chilled again. Despite this little incident, they lived happily ever after. THE END. Yeah, I know you liked it. [= Current Mood: creative Current Music: Nothing (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, June 29th, 2006
6:48 am	Hello? Hello. [= So far, I've stayed up all night for the past 3 or 4 days. I usually get at least 1 or 2 hours of sleep tho so I guess that's good. I've been going to bed at 8:30am every morning so my mom won't get mad at me cuz I haven't slept at all and I usually wake up at around 10 or 11am. No big tho, I can completely survive on a major lack of sleep, I've basically adapted lol. Not too tired either, pretty kickass. [= Still haven't really tweaked my twisted Romeo and Juliet poem yet. I'll get around to it sometime in the future lol. I feel kinda pathetic cuz I know no one reads my livejournal lmao. Oh well, I can still type in it for my entertainment. Bits and pieces of rambling is all I need to express at 6:45am. Kinda weird how my dog is still in here tho..She never sleeps in my room. Anyway that doesn't matter lol. I really feel like eating Jack in the Box, god damnit. REALLEH realleh badly. I've been craving it for the last..lemme count..day lmao. Except for it's seemed longer than that. Maybe it's just cuz I can't stop thinking about it. Yumm..With a strawberry milkshake. lakjdflja'dk25;l345ll[l3;45;2k57l;d yaaaaa. xoxo, Erin. Current Mood: exanimate Current Music: Forgot the song - Chiodos (Comment on this)
Sunday, June 25th, 2006
3:08 pm	.Dancing in the rain underneath a streetlight. So I finally decided to make one of these livejournal things since all my friends have one and I think it would be the best thing to do so I can keep track of how they all are doing these days since it's summer and all. I would've made a layout I could call my own creation, but I'm a lazy girl so the way I see it, dare I say, I'll put it off until I feel like doing something productive for once. I haven't felt very artistic in a while, and I miss sketching random things like I used to do every day. It's a passion that has grown dead, but is still alive and hiding. I've been a little pickier about my poetry these days as well. I suppose I'm just a picky person, but who knows? My mom ran off to our river house [[a.k.a Concan]] and she's been there since Thursday or some time around there. I don't miss her, I've actually been more content than I usually have been compared to if she was here. She needs a job, seriously. I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just being truthful. The only thing she needs to come home for is to take me to get my hair cut and colored Thursday or Friday so I can be even more excited when I go to Warped Tour this coming Sunday. [= But anywho, my summer so far has been pretty exhausting. I didn't realize this before, but we found out that I have insomnia, which sucks by the way. Pennsylvania was gorgeous and New York was a pretty busy city I must say, though it was rather exciting and I quite enjoyed the experience. I'm not a complete city girl, but I'm definitely not a country girl either, but I guess you could say I'm somewhere in the mix of them both. Hmm..Maybe I should find all my friends on lj and see what they've been up to. I'll do it later, I'm tired. I actually slept for more than 4 or 5 hours last night, which I find utterly amazing. This whole myspace thing is kind of getting on my nerves. I love it, but there are just so many fake people that I want to just..I'm not even sure. It excites me to meet new people, but when they act all "hardcore" or whatever you'd like to call it, then I'm just like yeah okay, whatever man. I'm more into the shy, sensitive kinds of people. Ones that are genuine and easy to talk to after you get to know them. Well I figure that I've typed out enough stuff for my first post, so I'm going to go ahead and post it and seek out my buddies on this site. Bon Voyage! <3 <3 xoxo, Erin Current Mood: indescribable Current Music: Ass Shaker - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (Comment on this)