User Profile

Raina. 18. Gemini. Volatile. Compulsive. Bitter. Opinionated.

i'm a senior. I work at Rave Motion Picture Theaters as Floor Staff. I have a crush on my boss. I am bisexual. I"ll be attending UCF as a marketing major with a double minor in advertising and communications/international business. I'm on my way to being a LEAD scholar. I graduated May 28th with great honors and the I.B. program. i heart daphnelovesderby.

Fact: I have my tongue pierced. I have 3 tattoos a mermaid on my back, a sinking ship on my side, and a fish in a bowl on my side. I also have a monroe and my nose pierced.
Fact: I have a dog Sexy Tyler, a cat Georgina, 5 fishies (Renoir, Napoleon, Shawn RIP, Luna, Dakota, and Magellan), 1 hamster: Fuzzy Navel and 2 gerbils: Crash and Kalhua

Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have.

MY amazon.com wishlist:

http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/wishlist/ref=cm_wl_topnav_wishlist/103-7521289-9793435




This journal is friends only. Add me and I'll see what i can do

Stuff I love: laughing. the ocean. slow kissing. thoughtful art. making other people laugh. animals. deep/silly conversations. Renaissance festivals. cuddling. burning incense. sex. total seclusion in the middle of nature. mythical creatures (faeries, elves, goblins..). knowing that you couldn't care less what others thought of you. Horses and gymnastics. realizing it doesn't matter if you've spent $200 on used books and ate Kool-Aid popsicles for lunch. the Caribbean. dull pencils. driving with the window open and the radio blasting on a long stretch of road with no traffic. billions of visible stars late at night. beauty. Movies. breezes. The Buzz. laying in the grass and making shapes out of the clouds. curling up in my room, reading for seven hours straight. autumn. stories told by old people/little kids. playgrounds. yoga. Thai food. natural human scent. sunrises. sunsets. sounds like everyone's getting the Happy Ending they've been waiting for . i have nothing to say that you want to hear. love.♥

my tattoo and me:


Recent pix from prom





faces of the fallen






Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a b r o k e n Hallelujah
-xsarahx

"We'll look like foreigners"-Jeff

I will not wait for you forever.
I will not always be here.
These words you should remember.
Always.

abandon ship.

i'm sinking.

like a crush
i kept kissing.

" hope this party helps you rise above your constant state of melancholy. Sometimes I think you enjoy dwelling in it."-chrysaor

If you saw a girl writing love songs in the dust on a coffee-shop window and she was wearing faded blue-jeans rolled up to her knees with rainbow-striped toe socks and dirty pink fairy wings... If she had sunfire hair that needed to be brushed and whistled "The Ants Go Marching Down" while hastily stuffing lemon pieces into her mouth so that she shivered from the sour... If she had a graffitied messenger back that was overflowing with notes and love letters fromSylvia Plath and Kerouac's little kitten...

Chances are you looked past the next dandelion and first daisy of Spring and only saw the girl. Oh, this girl is too busy counting the days until recovery is over and she can fall in love.

If I was the sun I wouldn't warm you for a day because red is deceptive but grey tells you everything you never wanted to hear. This is what happens to the quality of the sky when daisies raise sedition

"I count to three and grin. You smile and let me in. We sit and watch the wall you painted purple. Speech will spill on space. Our little cups of grace. But pauses rattle on about the way that you cut the snow-fence, braved the blood, the metal of those hearts that you always end up pressing your tongue to. How your body still remembers things you told it to forget. How those furious affections followed you. I've got this store-bought way of saying I'm okay, and you learned how to cry in total silence. We're talented and bright. We're lonely and uptight. We've found some lovely ways to disappoint, but the airport's almost empty this time of the year, so let's go play on a baggage carousel. Set our watches forward like we're just arriving here from a past we left in a place we knew too well.
" -xsarahx

"Did you hear what I said to you as I drove back alone?"

"Sometimes you get broken. Sometimes you do the breaking. My heart.

Please, stop."-iced_kristea

"Girl Scouts can be whores."-zackattack

"I wish I had silence. there are too many words sometimes."-dollpaper

"Don't walk on eggshells for me, I'm not as fragile as you think"
"and right there for a minute I knew you so well"
"I'm faking I love you's, you're forcing me to"

-Eight of Nine, The Ataris

appreciate the good times,
but don't take the worst for granted.
'cause you only get so many second chances

Cranberries Shattered lyrics

I'm trying to control myself
So please don't stand in my way
I've waited for the longest time
This is what I wanted in my way

Move over, move over
There's a climax coming in my way
Move over, move over
There's a climax coming in my way

Joydrop-Beautiful

IF I WAS BEAUTIFUL LIKE YOU I'D HAVE SO MANY FRIENDS
ALL FIGHTING FOR MY TIME TO BE NEXT IN LINE
SO IF I HURT ONE I WOULDN'T HAVE TO MAKE AMENDS

{Lord of the gods}

Incubus-11 AM

Seven a.m.
The garbage truck beaps as it backs up
And I start my day thinking about what I've thrown away
Could I push rewind?
Twelve p.m. and my dusty telephone rings
Heavy head up from my pillow, who could it be?
I hope it's you

Jack off Jill-Strawberry gashes

Called her over
and asked her if she was improving
She said "feels fine it's wonderful wonderful here"

Hex me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes all over all over

Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
with strawberry gashes all over all over

I picked you out
Of a crowd to talk to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"
So it's up the stairs
And out of view
No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name you asked the time
Now it's two o'clock,
the club is closed we're up the block
Your hands on me
Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's to sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said, "It feels good" I said, "I'll give it a try"
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers
They just play tragic
And the phone's ringing
And the van's leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep keep singing
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you but you
You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love is an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
"Do you like to hurt?"
"I do! I do!"
"Then hurt me."

Current music: Bright Eyes // Lover I Don't Have To Love.

YOU HAVE ANAL SEX WITH OTHER MEN. WE GET IT. SHUT UP.

Friends (101):

Friend of (44):