Jonny's hate

They took those steps around the casket once more. Jonny tapped the glass cover again. He did that a few times, but still grandma did not stir.

"Why isn't grandma waking, mummy?"

"She's gone, dear. She has gone to a better place."

"What's this place, mummy?"

"It's a very beautiful place, Jonny. It's always daytime there, and everywhere is golden and white in colour. There are angels singing hymns to grandma, and she is very very happy there."

"But mummy, grandma is still here!"

"No dear...... she has gone to a better place."

"She is only asleep! Grandma, grandma, wake up! It's me, Jonny!"

"Stop tapping the glass! Jonny, grandma has gone. Angels have come and taken her away."

"Angels? They are supposed to be good! Why do they want to take grandma away!"

"No no, Jonny, they have taken her to a better place."

"Angels are supposed to do good things! I don't care! I want them to return grandma!"

Jonny broke away from his mother's grip, sobbing. His mother watched him ran off, and wanted to give chase. But Jonny's father put his hand on his shoulders. "Let him go", he said. "He will learn."

Jonny ran to the pool and dipped his face in it.

"I hate angels. I hate angels. I hate angels......."

Alternative medicine

I have offered myself an alternative therapy to treat myself. Its http://youphoria.blogspot.com

Hopefully it turns out alright......

Direct orders

Everyone. Please. Drop everything you are doing now on the computer. Close all the programs that you were using (games, icq, irc, msn, winamp...... whatever). Good. Now open sharing programs like limewire or kazaa. Ok? Search for music videos by these two bands: slipknot, and mushroomhead. If you like live performance videos, be sure to look out for Slipknot's appearances on the Late night show with Conan O'Brien. (Why am I not living in the US?)

Thank you for your attention.

Smashing Pumpkins test

You don't go around expressing your opinions to others, and it's not like they mind it either. It doesn't matter to you though. Who needs them. You've got your red pearls. Oh shit, that blond-haired chick went and glued them to a piece of cardboard that is supposed to eventually be your "album cover". Aww man, what's next? Are you gonna have to play her instrument too? Which Smashing Pumpkins album are you?

Pretty pretty red pearls...... pretty pretty red pearls...... they are so beautiful...... don't you think they look absolutly wonderful on me? Goes really well with my pink nail polish and lipstick and blond curls...... ooh, is that F4 on the frontcover on that mag? *Squeals* OH MY GOSH...... AAAAH!!!

Harry Potter test

Which HP Kid Are You?

The Sixth Stitch

I tell you
I don't need your blanks anymore
I count them stitches once again
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
I stopped at six

I still remember how you came so sweetly
Held my arms and danced with me
But nevermind
Time festers when you're together
So I count the stitches again
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
I stopped at six

Time and time again
You never knew I had anything else
So you came and took the one thing I had left
I once was rich with six rich lives dangling on my neck;
Strings cut them off till I've got one left
But you took the only one that was there too
I went to count the stitches I had
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
I stopped at six

Now
Poor and penniless
Dying in my absolute penury in my misery
The six of you stand tall again
Time dissipates when you don't spend time with it
So I run and hide
And have forgotten everything
I think
But I am wrong
And I counted my stitches again
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Six
Six
Six
Sic

I think I have a seventh.

Poem to myself

Sit down
Face me
We've all been here before
Look here
Listen up
It's time to settle the score

The Bloodworks Theory

It's all about her shade after five
It's all about her eyes tonight
It's all about her stars in the sky
It's all about your blood that flies

I see the blood in your eyes
I see the argentine lies
I see my hands calcify
I see the truth in you die

The shard is bloodying my hands
The heathen speads and plagues the land
The girl dries up in your broken dam
The stain on the gown from heaven sent

You've been feeling so sweet
You've sugar pouring out from beneath
You've suffocated in thirty tunnels deep
You've washed blood all over my feet

Blood money
For your blood works
Blood pig
I will bleed your guts
For your blood works
And your blood money

(Close your textbooks. The Bloodworks Theory isn't there.)