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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 4:03 pm
Writings, poems, drawings, anything you wanna show off. Who cares if it sucks. We might make a contest outta this sometime.
Here's a funny little song I'm working on, I wrote it on a napkin in my van. (It's sortof about my sister) It's a work in progress. laugh.
That Emo Screamo Girl. She's hot with purple hair that makes you wanna stare she's way ahead of her time with sneaking out at nights drugs and alcohol, yeah she doesn't care at all she doesn't really care, she just doesn't care, she doesn't.
but she loves her emo bands, her emo screamo bands her emo screamo no mainstreamo she's an emo screamo girl.
she runs off for a smoke her friends supply it 'coz she's broke she won't work at subway or at needs convenience store no minimum wage for her because she wants to, needs to make more, more.
slit her wrists and make her cry, careful not too deep she doesn't wanna die the blade, the blade and the pocketknife shiny silver, silver shines careful now, don't take her life she only wants a scar, a scar, only in it for the scar, that emo screamo girl.
but she loves her m'emo bands her emo screamo bands she doesnt like mainstreamo like she used to, that emo screamo girl.
her friends they look like freaks down at the kinsmen skatepark doing down to junctions too late in the dark with the water pipes and leaks downtown, downtown. metro it downtown. chillin' it downtown in that small little club.
shes so into the locals two hundred flyers to pass out she wants to sing the vocals but shes stuck, stuck in the moshpit that poor emo screamo girl silly emo screamo girl
she loves her emo friends in their little emo bands five bucks for a show down here in Newfoundland, that emo screamo girl. Thanks for the vocals line, Bizz!
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 4:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 6:37 pm
eek Way to be talented McC talk2hand That was so pro. Pro to the Extreme. Extreme to the max.
I have No talent. None at alll. It's no fair.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2005 11:54 am
Baha, that's anything but talent. I have less than you.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:29 pm
I gots no talent. I'm just learning how to play the bass.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 6:07 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2006 6:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 11:47 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 12:57 pm
No. AND NO SCRATCH ART FO' YOUUU.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 7:23 pm
Haha I was just looking through some s**t and found this small poem I wrote about a friend along time ago Since I found it funny I'll post it here... It does suck and I know that so shuddup I was 11 years old.
Here comes Crystal Shes carrying her pistol Watch out! For she might shoot Because it really hurts when she hits you in the boot!
Haha I gave Crystal a toy water gun for her Birffday that year.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 6:06 pm
I have many talents but as I am on a laptop, I cant give examples except one... I have a talent for teaching my bro about my music cool
I just cant post it... on second thought.. because th emembers of this guild would beat me up o_o
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2006 7:22 pm
I have nerd talent. And emo.
I am like.. 70% emo said a test I did.
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 3:01 am
Lifeless-Fox I have nerd talent. And emo. I am like.. 70% emo said a test I did. Test thingies are weird. Don't trust them.
I've been drawing alot lately, but I might not post my pictures on here, UNLESS YOU BEG. mad
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 11:07 am
i'm vikki, im 13 and play guitar, i have a few songs penned for my band im in. i'll post it in another post
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2006 11:10 am
i need to change bits of so yes, this is another work in progress. its my first rock song, so... you tell me if its ok or not.
I forgot all about it I know it'll cost me I wasn't paying attention There's no point now Cos' I'll get a detention
i'm on my way to a place called misery just wanna turn around and run far away I know i cant they'll have the truant officers surround me So i'll get to misery
I missed 3 classes so now im in big trouble the teacher says i have no rights If i don't get away soon I lose all hope in sight
Im in a place Im in a place called misery Just wanna turn around and run far away I know that I can't For they'll have the teachers surround me So I stay in misery
I need to escape I need to escape Find a way out That's what i'm thinking about....
Im out of a place I'm out of a place called misery I've turned around and ran far away Now i know I can I would do it again To escape from misery
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