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Thursday, 17 September 2009

  • ....

    My life is great according to others... so much better than it once was. But sometimes I really hate my life and still wish I were dead. Is that wrong? idk... my soul is sad. I don't even really have a reason. I hate being inside my head.

    I don't know why I can't seem to add more icons... i <3 icons... trying to do it like I used to, but the links don't seem to be working right. I used to use internet explorer, but apparently it's not made for macs anymore. SIGH...
    <IMG src="http://www.emo-corner.com/emo-icons/images/large/116.jpg"/>
    "There ought to be a place to go when you can't sleep
    or you're tired of getting drunk and the grass doesn't work anymore,
    and I don't mean go on to hash or cocaine,
    I mean a place to go besides death that's waiting and a love that doesn't work anymore"
        -Unknown


Thursday, 21 August 2008

  • title: none




    It's sad that I can't really blog on Myspace anymore... everyone reads it... and as far as I know, nobody that I know in the real world know my xanga. So I can feel safe... for now. Why put it on the inet then, you ask? Because it would take a lot of expensive ink and time to print out all the icons I love and paste them in my diary, that's why. It's nice to be a faceless person for once in my life.

Tuesday, 08 July 2008

Tuesday, 21 August 2007

  • Imperfection

    Skillet
    "Imperfection"

    You're worth so much
    It'll never be enough
    To see what you have to give
    How beautiful you are
    Yet seem so far from everything
    You're wanting to be
    You're wanting to be



    You fall to your knees
    You beg, you plead
    Can I be somebody else
    For all the times I hate myself?
    Your failures devour your heart
    In every hour, you're drowning
    In your imperfection



    You're worth so much
    So easily crushed
    Wanna be like everyone else
    No one escapes
    Every breath we take
    Dealing with our own skeletons, skeletons



    You fall to your knees
    You beg, you plead
    Can I be somebody else
    For all the times I hate myself?
    Your failures devour your heart
    In every hour, you're drowning
    In your imperfection



    Won't you believe, yeah
    Won't you believe, yeah
    All the things I see in you



    You're not the only one
    You're not the only one
    Drowning in imperfection


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