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September 24

Are you..?

This is probably going to be my last entry..ever. I have found out the hard way that the more that you hold close to something, the easier it is to be taken away ... I have lost so much, so many people ... But, still, I have yet to lose my wings. They are no longer glazed in pale ecstasy or blood ... Tears. Love my tears. I'm not going to suffer anymore. He was once a part of me, but when I find the audicity to rip him from my heart - We will both suffer. Nobody knows what happens in my complex mind. Not even myself.
 
No longer..no longer..everyone is happy, except me. But if that is what it takes to make the entire world happy, me being so definitely miserable, then so be it. I could just cry from this..this..nothing. Nevermore.
 
Good-bye.
 
And yet somehow, I still love him ...
August 13

Are you falling?

"Life is a challenge for everyone. Either you can accept the downfall or go into a corner and cry about it for hours. All you need to do is spread your wings and fly away from you problems, that is, if you cannot stand the pain."
 
I want wings ... Black wings, glossy in pale glaze and sparkling of blood droplets that fall from the feathers. I'm going insane ... My head is spinning, the drugs aren't helping. I'm seeing nothing..I'm blind. There are voices telling me to run away, but each time I take that step forward, my heart forces me to take two steps backwards ... I want to fall. Be my Fallen..rescue me, before I am taken under this polluted underworld. All I want is help..wings..life..happiness.
 
Love. That's all I want. From someone. Anyone.
 
But not you again.
July 22

Are you richer?

Holy shit ... I don't even know how this happened. I went with my mother and Kevin up to the Sportsman's Club. They have their usual cinch tournament on Fridays. When I got there, turns out more than half of the normal players were absent. And since they had an odd number, I was able to play. My mother was my partner ... And this is where it gets interesting.
 
We swing through the first two rounds undefeated. Instantly, we are in the money round. We hit every single time ... And even if the other team bid three, I'd make two off their three-bid. It was insane, and I was loving it. Finally, we got to the last round against Frank and Don. They had to beat us three times, and we had to beat them twice. Somehow, it gets down to the last round. Whoever won this hand would be delcared winner. I could've bid four twice, and made it, because my mother had the card I was fearing. And then..the score was 7-8, they were winning. Frank bids four, the bastard. My mother takes it with just the duce, six, and queen. She was missing the jack. At the last throw-out, I lay out the jack ... *Pause* ... We fucking won the tournament!
 
I'm now $37.00 richer, and plan to spend it tomorrow along with my other $150.00. I'm out with a can of beer in my hand, celebrating the gambling days. Fuck yeah.
July 13

Are you laughing?

Wow ... I can't believe it. For a few years now, they were going to make Fairmont State a university. Well, they did ... I can't wait to buy the merchandise. "FU" ... *Laughs* Wow ... FU vs. WVU. I definitely want a t-shirt or something, though I hate Fairmont's college and most of the people in it. Short entry, I know ... I'm out.
July 07

Are you passing?

I had to go to my PCP today, to see if anything medical was disturbing my digestive system or whatnot. Karen was the nurse, and she found it funny that I couldn't stop laughing when she pressed on my stomach and felt my neck. Yeah, so ... She told me that I'd be doing labs, which means a urine and blood sample. The bastards took six fucking tubes and wanted more. I wasn't worried until I looked in the mirror and noticed I had absolutely no color to my lips. The woman got worried and stopped ... And so, I shall find out soon if anything is wrong with me. Probably not.
 
I passed my permit exam. The picture ID looks so funny. The guy who was checking my test let me change one, because you can miss at most 6 and I missed 7. Is that legal? Oh well ... He let me change it and told me to go wait for my picture. Sweet guy, lemme tell you. And gay as Hell. I've been dedicating myself to DeviantArt for a while. Not many blogs, though no one reads these anyways. I'm out ...
July 01

Are you annoyed?

I am getting highly pissed off at people who have talent to write but do not take the time to express their ideas. Yes, I am talking about you, Jason. Not only does he have one of the best writing talents I have seen, but his storylines are so unique and vibrant. That's not the only obligation pissing me off - I went to Fanfic.Net and read a lot of terrible fanfics. What is wrong with people? They write stories that aren't finished, don't have a storyline, and the plot is so pointless that if I could write one sentence, it'd have more interest.
 
Tomorrow is the town celebration for July 4th. I am marching in the parade then going to Charlie's Barn to party. Take care. I'll post what happens tomorrow. Oh, and Rachel has been leaving sudden comments like, "Blah!" or "Fuck!". That is Rachel - Deal with it. She's awesome. Oh well ... I'm out to write "Kiss Me" to its 200th page.
June 27

Are you awake?

*Shrugs* It was Jason's birthday party yesterday. Somehow, everyone played in a Bomberman Tournament for at least three hours. Chelsie and I had the habit of killing ourselves, so we managed to get negative B Points. Jason always seemed to be victorious, though he only had one person on his team - Himself. Chelsie and I were so fucking pissed, especially since we both could not win if our life depended on it. After a while, we managed to win a round. Don't ask how that happened, either.

I stayed up until 5:00 AM watching Chester play FF7. It brought back so many memories ... I remember playing that game when I was younger. Now, all I play for is the video of Aeris getting killed by Sephiroth, then Cloud placing her in the life stream. I can play that on piano. Thomasine woke me up by screaming at me and laying on my fucking head. Annd..I realized that I am obviously in a good mood because I cannot stop blabbing on about random shit. I'll end it here, for the sake of you. I'm out. *Waves*

 
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