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So, my friends and I went to a concert in Modesto last nite. We were going to see Creature Feature and Wednesday 13. There were other bands playing as well though.



When we got there, we found out that Wednesday 13 cancelled, and found out later from one of the guys in Creature Feature that it was because he was having problems with his collar bone from when he broke it. So, we were disappointed, but the night turned out pretty damn good. Creature Feature was awesome.



The guys are super nice. We all got their autographs and talked to them for awhile. We plan to see them again in Sacramento next month when they play with the Stolen Babies.

Last nite was my second time seeing them, as I saw them when I went to Bats Day at the Fun Park. Its gonna be fun, cuz we invited them to play Guitar Hero with us at my friends house, and they seemed pretty cool about that.

The night summons like an unquenched love, beckoning with the promise of dark desire.

- Joseph Vargo



As darkness falls, night unfolds ebon wings to wrap the world in its dark embrace.

- Joseph Vargo



"Meet the musical little creatures that hide among the flowers"

- Disturbing Behavior



"Dont you see, Rachel? She never sleeps."

- The Ring



"Cellar Door"

- Donnie Darko



"Has he ever told you about his friend, Frank, the giant bunny rabbit?"

-Donnie Darko



"Do you believe in time travel?"

- Donnie Darko



28:06:42:12

- Donnie Darko



"Why do my eyes hurt?"

"You've never used them before."

- The Matrix



"Follow the white rabbit"

- The Matrix



"I know you, Lestat."

- Queen of the Damned



"Her blood is like liquid fire, who is she?"

"Akasha"

- Queen of the Damned



Life's a bitch, so go fuck her.

-unknown



No one's a virgin, life fucks us all

-unkown



"stay down and look for big hats"

-unkown





WILL ADD MORE AGAIN SOON....

I bought a crystal healing pack the other day and I'm really hoping that its going to work for me. I'm hoping it will help me out with my depression mostly.



I'm also hoping that some of the other stones will help with other bodily ailments that i have been having problems with also. Eh, so wish me luck, so far I've cleansed them and dedicated them, now just to activate them and start using them.....

ok...I fucking, no I FUCKING hate little scene kids. I went to a concert, taking my 16 yr old sister to see Escape the Fate, I like them too, so it was fine at first.



First of all I had no idea what to expect from the show and the other bands. So, the other bands were: Love Hate Hero, Dance Gavin Dance, Bless the Fall, ad etc...THey were all screamo type of bands and I dont really understand how ppl can like that type of music.



So, with my not knowing what to expect, I dressed like I regularly would if it were a regular type of concert I would attend. SO I had on my 4" platform boots, we got right up front, but then as the bands started, everyone started pushing forward.....remember I am in 4" platform boots when it started. Teenagers are a pain in the ass. I had to put my spikes on to push some bitches back, and then later, some asshole decides hes not budging, even though security is asking everyone to move back, so i sock the asshole and tell him to back the fuck up, and he pushed right back, and then i push harder and he gets pissed and turns around and yanks on my dreadfalls. What a dickhead!



By the time ETF came on, I was feeling kinda faint. But I knew I had to stick it out, cuz there was no way I was getting through the crowd with my boots. The show was great, er at least ETF was. Max looked even prettier in person and Ronnie was sexy....Yum yum yum....



but im upset that my phone didnt save any of the pics i took during the show. cuz we were right up front....and they were great shots. oh well....im sure i might see them again....and i will be more prepared for a scene kids show

This band fucking rocks! I get to see them next week! Whoo hoo!



"Situations"

Dying is Your Latest Fashion











Yummy Ronnie Radke:







Sexy Max Green:

Once upon a time,



There was a very old star. And this very old star shined on a very old tree. And in this very old tree there lived a very old rat. And this very old rat sang a very old song. And this very old song told a very old story of a long time ago before the faeries went away.



Now, everybody knows that a faery cannot die,

For death is made of bone and flesh and blood and mortal things,

But faeries are not flesh- they are instead of

wispy, weepy, willows, and they live as long as they have got their wings.



One night, a faerie found a mortal walking near her lake,

And he gave her quite a panic ans she gave him quite a start,

And when the morning cam ans she crept back home so quietly,

'Twas not a faerie soul could tell she'd given up her heart.

Now I know I needn't tell you what it is to fall anf fall and fall and

fall untul you've given up your life to one you love,

And the only way that she could stay in his arms was lose

her charms, laugh and cry and live and die as any mortal does.

And finally, that fateful night se flew into this very tree

Where you can see she hid her store of treasures through the years.

And when she flew out, she looked about, and oh, the strife, she had

a knife, and thus began the tale that could only end in tears.



So! She flew to find her lover, and he took her undercover

to a little room, as bride and groom, where they might share a bed,

And before she had the chance to lift her knife and end her

faerie life by cutting off her wings to live a mortal life instead,



He had caught her up into his arms, and said "my dear,

don't be alarmed, but all the gentle kindness I have shown

is at its end, but, why cry you so? Its time for you to know

my favorite game, to murder, maim, and tear the wings off winged things, my hand I humbly lend."



Then he opened up a case and watched the blood drain from

her face as one by one, he proudly rearranged his conquests large and small.

Beetles, bees, and gnats, and even bats, in tiny jars, their wings

detatched, "and yours," he said, "will be the crowning glory of my wall."



Then! Excited as a cruel child who de-wings flies and never cries,

He took what she so gladly would have given on her own,

But where she had planned a swift, clean cut, his love demanded

nothing but a massacre, where once wings where he wanted only bone.



Then he began his attack and tore the wings right from her back

All dripping gore, as she turned mortal and her silver blood ran red.

In that sickly, scarring second, she could feel the pain of

hundreds, thousands, millions, bloody, shocked, and screaming all inside her head.



After what could be a minute or an hour, she was silent

And had shut her eyes so tightly that it could have been a dream.

When she finally felt it safe to look around her, she was

all alone, and there, crushed in the corner, were her broken wings.



A scream....



...like none that you have ever heard, a scream so loud and long,

the "mad-doctors" come to find her and, the fools, they think she's gone,

Yes, she must have gone and cut herself and must

be made ot pray. So they took her to a cold dark house

in a cold dark street in a cold dark town, and once

they had her locked behind bars, they rode away...



'Twas I who followed that poor child from that first night to this,

How wild, and fair, and free she once had been before she was abused...

Now she sits inside her cell, just me, a plagued rat to tell

the tale of how she, to mortality, was cruelly intorduced...



The need for happy endings is a relatively modern one,

A superficial scratch reveals a shady, shabby lie

For a fate far worse than death is to become a living girl...

The only wings that you can hope for

Are an Angels when you die....





-Emilie Autumn

Did you know sometimes it frightens me

when you say my name and I can't see you

will you ever learn to materialize before you speak

impetuous boy, if that's what you really are

how many centuries since you've climbed a balcony

or do you do this every night with someone else

you tell me that you never leave

and I am almost afraid to believe it

why is it me you've chosen to follow

did you like the way I look when I am sleeping

was my hair more fun to tangle

are my dreams more entertaining

do you laugh when I'm complaining that I'm all alone

where were you when I searched the sea

for a friend to talk to me

in a year where will you be

is it enough for you to steal into my mind

filling up my page with music written in my hand

you know I'll take the credit for I must have made you come to me somehow

but please try to close the curtains when you leave at night

or I'll have to find someone to stay and warm me

will you always attend my midnight tea parties

as long as I set your place

if one day your sugar sits untouched

will you have gone forever

would you miss me in a thousand years

when you will dry another's tears

but you say you'll never leave me

and I wonder if you'll have the decency

to pass through my wall to the next room

while I dress for dinner

but when I'm stuck in conversation

with stuffed shirts whose adoration

hurts my ears, where are you then

can't you cut in when I dance with other men

it's too late not to interfere with my life

you've already made me a most unsuitable wife

for any man who wants to be the first his bride has slept with

and you can't just fly into people's bedrooms

then expect them to calmly wave goodbye

you've changed the course of history

and didn't even try

where are you now

standing behind me

taking my hand

come and remind me

who you are

have you traveled far

are you made of stardust too

are the angels after you

tell me what I am to do

but until then I'll save your side of the bed

just come and sing me to sleep





-Emilie Autumn