Open the windows at night and invite me in.

Open the windows at night and invite me in.

:: Thick Angel Blood ::

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:: Ooh. Barracuda :: [13 Nov 2003|10:07am]

What Irrational Number Are You?
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Ooh. Hey babes. I hope you all are well. I am in the process of working on my new laptop so I've been away. I'll be back soon with a lot of updates and those pictures I promised! -smooch-

|I give nightmares to 4 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Hmmm And Then Some :: [06 Nov 2003|04:01pm]

[ mood | blah ]

[ music | Love You Like I Do - HIM ]

Four things;

1. My fingernails are now flammable.

2. I just ate the tail of a blue shark.

3. "Love You Like I Do" by HIM is one of the most depressing songs I've heard in a long time.

4. Palm trees stink like mold.

That's all.

|I give nightmares to 5 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: My Dreams Are Fading :: [05 Nov 2003|04:29pm]

I'm here. You haven't lost me. I'm just trying to breathe softly without blowing anyone else down.

|Crimson Dreaming|

:: Mm. Sexy Quizzes :: [30 Oct 2003|08:41am]

[ mood | tired ]

[ music | The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot - Brand New ]

No mommy, not the spoon that came out of the oven! Noooooo! *scorch*
You are a Posttraumatic Stress disorder rock!

::Which rock personality disorder (from the Zoloft commercial) should you have? (Results contain pictures!)
brought to you by Quizilla

Haha. You have no idea.

You are Spearmint.
You are quick-witted and sharp. You pay close
attention to details and you can tell what your
friends are feeling. You are always the first
to understand a joke and you are valued for
your insight and advice. However, you
sometimes isolate yourself from other people,
afraid to share your own feelings.
Most Compatible With: Cinnamon

Which Tic-Tac Flavor Are You?
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Ooh.

cooler than the fonz!
I'm just a cool person. People like me.

Why do people read your Livejournal?
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HAHAHAH. Love the picture. Fonz!

Sig Sauer P226. Greatest gun ever! Feel special.
Beautiful and reliable but can still scare the
living bejesus outta anyone.

What handgun are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

Don't I feel special? -smile-

|I give nightmares to 11 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: [29 Oct 2003|03:34pm]

Trick Or Treat. Smell My Feet. Give Me Something Good To Eat. If You Don't. I Don't Care. I'll Pull Down Your Underwear.

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
blackeraser goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as a witch.
ange_souterrain gives you 15 yellow raspberry-flavoured gumdrops.
chagrin_noir gives you 19 purple apple-flavoured gummy bears.
danslesreves tricks you! You get a pen cap.
emptiedhate gives you 13 light yellow pineapple-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
eternalnothing gives you 3 red-orange lime-flavoured gummy fruits.
ghostsofnothing gives you 1 dark green lime-flavoured gummies.
hauntedhello gives you 16 light orange chocolate-flavoured jelly beans.
ofnothing gives you 8 light yellow grape-flavoured gummy worms.
reve_ethere gives you 12 tan orange-flavoured wafers.
scalyredemption tricks you! You get a block of wood.
blackeraser ends up with 87 pieces of candy, a pen cap, and a block of wood.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

I ended up with a lot of candy. Damn.

|Crimson Dreaming|

:: The Truth :: [29 Oct 2003|11:11am]

If you don't like being hurt then please don't stay.

|I give nightmares to 1 mortal until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: All I Need Is A Little Comfort :: [29 Oct 2003|11:06am]

[ mood | melancholy ]

[ music | Good News - Something Corporate ]

she's trapped inside her room
with reruns on the screen
old books and movies
but she can't stop thinking
i'm torn between myself
my radio my friends
i want to write this one off over and over again
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing

i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

she waits all day
she stands a stranger in her skin
she moves the science with her hands
she lines her walls
with every paper she can see
these words consume her
but they never set her free
and then she looked at me to scream
"my castles are falling"
but i can't look into the street
without everything changing

i want to read good news
i want to be innocent again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

i want to read good news
i want to be a little kid again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening
i want to read good news
i want to go to sleep at night again
i want to read good news
but nothing good is happening

|Crimson Dreaming|

:: Pasty :: [28 Oct 2003|04:19pm]

[ mood | ecstatic ]

[ music | silence ]

-runs around with pastel colored hands- I can't stop drawing with pastels. For the past two days I have filled pages and pages of drawings.

Damn. I need a scanner. Soon, I'll show them all to you. Including some pics of me. Mwahaha. -smoochers-

How are you all by the way?

|I give nightmares to 4 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Yellowcard Fucking Rules :: [23 Oct 2003|11:22pm]

[ mood | sigh ]

[ music | Way Away - Yellowcard ]

Way Away
I think I'm breaking out, I'm gonna leave you now,
There's nothing for me here it's all the same,
And even though I know, that everything might go,
Go downhill from here I'm not afraid.

Way away away from here I'll be,
Way away away so you can see,
How it feels to be alone and not believe,
Feels to be alone and not believe anything.

You can't stop me now, you can't hold me down,
You can't keep me here I'm on my way,
I made it this far now, and I'm not burning out,
No matter what you say I'm not afraid.

Way away away from here I'll be,
Way away away so you can see,
How it feels to be alone and not believe,
Feels to be alone and not believe anything.

Letting out the noise inside of me,
Every window pain is shattering,
Cutting off my words before I speak,
This is how it feels to not believe.

Letting out the noise inside of me,
Every window pain is shattering,
Cutting off my words before I speak,
This is how it feels to not believe.

Way away away from here I'll be,
Way away away so you can see,
How it feels to be alone and not believe,
Feels to be alone and not believe anything.

Yellowcard

|I give nightmares to 2 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Home Sweet Home :: [23 Oct 2003|02:13pm]

"QUOTE: "When I came to ....., I felt that I had discovered something special. Just about as tough a place as there is to make a living; just about as good a place as there is to raise a family; just about as beautiful a place as there is on Earth." - J. Joshwick

( Welcome To My World. My Home. My City. )

|I give nightmares to 4 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Haiku :: [23 Oct 2003|11:32am]

LiveJournal Haiku!
Your name: blackeraser
Your haiku: returned nuff said
gag me with a pitchfork it'll
feel so much better
Username:

Created by Grahame

Hilarious.

|Crimson Dreaming|

[23 Oct 2003|10:28am]

[ mood | awake ]

[ music | nothing ]

find your inner PIE @ stvlive.com

discover what candy you are @ quiz me

discover your jack-o-lantern face @ quiz me

blackeraser was
a Conservative Turnip Farmer
in a past life.
Discover your past lives @ Quiz Me

Yay.

discover your inner candy heart @ quiz me

blackeraser spins tunes as
DJ Groovy Monster
Get your dj name @ Quiz Me

Green

You are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature.

Find out your color at Quiz Me!

The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz

Hahaha.

Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!

... 42 again? Odd.

Anyhow. Where is my beautiful Zane? I haven't spoken to him in a while. Damn it. :: frowns :: Where are you, love?

|I give nightmares to 1 mortal until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Are You Addicted To The Internet? :: [22 Oct 2003|05:33pm]

Are you Addicted to the Internet?

36%

Newbie (21% - 40%)
You've started to learn that there is more to the internet than AOL. You've recovered from that email virus that wiped your hard drive and are thinking of getting DSL. You still tend to forward too many jokes and inspirational thoughts via email to your entire address book.

The Are you Addicted to the Internet? Quiz at Quiz Me!

|Crimson Dreaming|

:: Cross Post From unsentletters :: [21 Oct 2003|02:32pm]

Dear Mother,

I want you to know that sometimes I hate you. The way you speak. The way you laugh. The way you cry.

I hate it when you drink and I'm the only one who will take care of you when you're falling on the floor.

I hate it when memories of my childhood come back and I remember all those nights you cheated on my father.

Who made you hurt this time? Who wipes your tears when you come stumbling home at midnight?

What does it take to finally draw the line? How many times do you have to hurt me until it finally gets through that you were wrong?

When I was small, I knew the lies. I knew the secrets. I knew the slang. I knew what you thought I wouldn't know.

I was there for everything and yet, you think I don't ... and can't remember.

I was there when you slept with him in the bed across from me in that small, dark room.

I was there the next morning when you lost the twins and I held your hand as you bled all over the floor.

I was there when you would get early phone calls after my father left for work. You would laugh like you were 17 again.

I was there when my father decided enough was enough. He was so angry he broke his hand hitting the kitchen cabinent.

I was there when you packed our things and I screamed I wanted to be with my father.

I was there when you pulled me out of his arms.

Years have passed. Ten to be exact. And like movies they play as if they happened just yesterday.

Stop treating me as though I am you. And as though I will be like you.

How can you become what you despise?

Love,
Your Daughter

|I give nightmares to 5 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Movie Imitation :: [20 Oct 2003|12:29pm]

[ mood | sad ]

[ music | Bring Me To Life - Evanescence ]

Found out last night that the wife of an old friend of my mother and my sister's commited suicide the other night.

He came home and saw she had put a plastic bag over her head, duck taped it around her neck, and then hand-cuffed her hands behind her back so that when panic hit, she had no choice but to die.

Reminds me of The Life Of David Gale.

Note: Layout change for both my blurty and livejournal. Like or no?

|I give nightmares to 2 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Through The Garden :: [20 Oct 2003|12:03pm]

[ mood | cynical ]

[ music | Epiphany - Staind ]

And so we crumble as the Gardener steps over the weeds. Crushing flowers as he walks the pathway. Twitching as thorns rip through the bare soles of his feet.

"Why are you hurting me?"

The Gardener calls out to the flowers. They weep behind tall grass hoping to be seen. Weeds mock tears and stand proud, knowing they will survive another attack.

The thorns answer.

"You punish us, you punish them, you punish all. Can you not tell the difference between a rose and a dandelion anymore?"

The Gardener weeps. He rushes past the colors and petals to the bench across from the pathway. He sits with his hands over has face. Falling tears seep through the crevices of his palms, they land on the ground in front of his feet.

"All I want is to be known. To be seen the way I used to be seen."

The soil is saturated with blood. The tears morph into puddles that would drown a seedling.

The Gardener looks up to see his once beautiful garden is bare. No flowers. No water. Nothing.

He stands. He searches for something. A root. A petal. A fading scent of rose.

Only silence. He holds himself up alone.

The garden has faded.

|Crimson Dreaming|

:: Smooches To My Loves :: [20 Oct 2003|01:00am]

[ mood | blah ]

[ music | Haha. Redeemer again. ]

Stolen from the beautiful sarzee Spanks.

:Ten bands i've been listening to lately:
01: Brand New
02: AFI
03: Dashboard Confessional
04: A Perfect Circle
05: Linkin Park
06: Evanescence
07: Staind
08: Chevelle
09: Puscifer
10: Coldplay

:Nine things i look forward to:
01: The look on N.'s face on Christmas when he sees what I got him.
02: My garden and trees during Autumn.
03: Redemption.
04: Learning just how strong I am when I survive what I'm going through.
05: Telling N. my secret.
06: When my sister figures out who she really wants.
07: When my mother doesn't worry about money.
08: When my dad finds happiness in love.
09: New books to read and devour.

:Eight things i like to wear:
01: Belly button rings.
02: Black vinyl jacket.
03: Black leather jacket.
04: Knee high stompin' boots.
05: My gap jeans.
06: My cameos.
07: Tie thongs. Hah.
08: Warm and comfy sweatpants with big ass sweatshirts.

:Seven things that annoy me:
01: Chomping food.
02: Smacking gum.
03: The word "skank."
04: Liars.
05: Assumptions.
06: CHEATING.
07: Ass kissers.

:Six things i love:
01: The ocean.
02: Butterflies.
03: N.
04: Writing.
05: Music.
06: Reading.

:Five things i do everyday:
01: Brush my teeth.
02: Take a hot shower.
03: Write until my hand hurts.
04: Sing when no one is listening.
05: Dream.

:Four people i want to spend more time with:
01: Angela.
02: Anne.
03: N.
04: Joey.

:Three movies i could watch over and over again:
01: The Crow.
02: Brokedown Palace.
03: Seven.

:Two of my favorite songs at the moment:
01: Guernica - Brand New
02: 6 to 8 - AFI

:One thing i'd rather be doing:
01: Coloring.

|I give nightmares to 6 mortals until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

:: Hating And Hoping And Loving And Leaving :: [19 Oct 2003|11:27pm]

[ mood | awake ]

[ music | Slept So Long - Jay Gordon of Orgy ]

Current Mood-- In between biting my nails and peeling off my skin.
Current Music-- Redeemer - Marilyn Manson
Current Taste-- After taste of water downed pepsi. Flat from frequent trips of wishing and washing in a grocery bag.
Current Hair-- Natural. It's all curly and put up high with a baby blue ponytail holder.
Current Clothes-- Oversize grey t-shirt that has my old high school's name on it, and drawstring dark blue pants.
Current Grievance-- Heh. N. being so fucking musically inclined while I strum on my piano and he plays his guitar and drums.
Current Annoyance-- Palm trees... those nasty bitches.
Current Smell-- N.'s cologne he puposely sprayed all over my room so when he left tonight I would miss him and try to rape the pillows.
Current Longing-- To find my way to heaven and then stroke the wings of a angel. One that is pure.
Current Game-- See how long I can keep a dying secret.
Current Thing I Ought To Be Doing-- Finishing school though I literally have to drag myself to classes.
Current Windows Open-- MSN Hotmail (x 4), Jasc Paintshop, livejournal for honey pants, and Semagic.
Current Desktop Picture-- Happy Bunny saying "I think I gave you crabs." Fuckin' awesome. :: strokes screen ::
Current Favorite Artist-- Ah fudge. I don't know. I have a lot. Someone who doesn't moan about sex or losing love.
Current Favorite Group-- Brand New. I will marry their new CD once it's legal.
Current Book-- The Best Of Dreams Of Decadence
Current Cd In Stereo-- I have five in the stereo right now. QOTD soundtrack, Underworld Soundtrack, Brand New, Evanescence, Type O Negative
Current Video In VCR or DVD-- The Crow ... so when I turn on my t.v. Brandon Lee's sexy face is flashing on my screen.
Current Refreshment-- Pepsi. Though I want to break the glass and throw it all over the wall because it tastes nasty. I want water.
Current Worry-- How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
Current Malicious Intent-- I want my mother to feel emotional pain. The kind I feel when she talks of cheating as if it's nothing more then a frolick through a field of daisies.
Current Misguided Opinion-- I believe that half the population is so dumb that 99.9 % of the time they are thinking about either sheep and their eating habits, or someway to rush off to the public restroom to masturbate to soothe their frustrations.
Current Crush-- No one. But my stuffed animal Mr. Moose has the hots for my flowered pillow.
Current Favorite Celebrity-- Jack Skeleton. That skinny ass if mine.
Current Time Wasting Wish-- To swim naked with a bunch of razor sharp teethed sharks in the darkness of a secluded ocean. Without dying.
Current Hate-- Spooks. Religion. Palm trees. Eye liner that smears. White lipstick. And orange telephones.

Woot.

|I give nightmares to 1 mortal until they bleed | Crimson Dreaming|

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