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Name: Lexie
Gender: Female
Interests: Music: The Cure, Siouxsie and the Banshees, The Creatures, Bauhaus, Joy Division, The Smiths, Clan of Xymox, The Birthday Massacre, Vampire Beach Babes, New Order, Duran Duran, Death In June, DS-13, A Global Threat, The Nekromantix, Pitbullfarm, The Cramps, The Pixies, Voltaire, Sex Gang Children, Alien Sex Fiend, 45 Grave, The Damed, Miranda Sex Garden, Depeche Mode, Dead Can Dance, Cocteau Twins, Penis Flytrap, The Voids, Virgin Prunes, Christian Death, Rasputina, Scary Bitches, Ministry, KMFDM, Fields of Nephilim, Jesus and Mary Chain, Echo And the Bunnymen, David Bowie, Tones On Tail, Love And Rockets, The Glove, The Birthday Massacre, Bjork, Antiworld, The Damned, Sex Gang Children, Kommunity FK, Funker Vogt, The Screamers, The Epoxies, Black Tape for a Blue Girl ...music is all I have and will ever have. I also like writing poetry, singing, dancing, making my own clothes, astrology, astronomy, make-up, big hair..
Expertise: Being a whiny little bitch
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  RoseColouredFunk
MSN: Blackberry_Gashes
Yahoo:  Funeral_Doll
Member Since:
11/23/2005
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| So..if I didn't comment you back, it's because I'm lazy as fuck and I apologize. Not much has been going on..same drama from my family and I'm still in some rather..uncomfortable situations with people who were/are/was/maybe/not my friends. Confusing. I've already gotten bitched out today and it's not even 11AM. Yeah, my step dad and my mom are back to the old " You're so stupid, you'll never amount to anything, your horrible, you need to go to a mental institution, crazy ass delinquent teenager" and that's just putting it nicely the shit they said. Oh wait! And I forgot " ugly slut". Fucken bastards. They can't do anything anymore besides shit on my emotions. They know I could kick they're asses. I wonder if they know I'm not that stupid though. Either way, I'm glad they're not trying to fuck with me. But still..the verbal shit is getting PRETTY DAMN OLD!
Anyway enough about the bad stuff. I hung out with Andy Friday and Saturday. We had fun and acted like goofs on Friday, and then went to the mall on saturday. It was fun. MY goodness, I love you Andeh bear!   ,
I think this is most I've written in here for a long time. Crazy, huh?
Though..I kinda don't have many friends anymore that aren't on the internet. Half that is my problem for being so damn lazy, the other half is just bullshit that I refuse to put up with. Anyone who goes ape shit because I'm happy, happier than I've ever been, and I'm clean now, and I'm not in a whole bout of depression, isn't my friend. It took me a while to realize that instead of just blaming it all on myself. It's just hard considering there went 5 years down the drain, basically. But hey, I'm young. I can afford to lose a few years.
BARBARISM BEGINS AT HOME- The Smiths
Unruly boys
Who will not grow up
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not settle down
They must be taken in hand
A crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
Unruly boys
Who will not grow up
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not settle down
They must be taken in hand
A crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
No ... a crack on the head
Is what you get for not asking
And a crack on the head
Is what you get for asking
A crack on the head
Is just what you get
WHY ? Because of who you are !
And a crack on the head
Is just what you get
WHY ? Because of what you are !
A crack on the head
Because of :
Those things you said
Things you said
The things you did
Unruly boys
Who will not grow
Must be taken in hand
Unruly girls
Who will not grow
They must be taken in hand
Ah ... oh, no ... oh, no
Ah ... oh, no ... oh, no
No ... no, no, no
No ... no, no
Another Planet- Alien Sex Fiend
I - I - I - I wish I woz from another planet
and I could get back there anytime I wanted.
there ain't much here to stop me from leaving
there ain't much here that would cause me too much grieving.
I know you enjoy kicking sand in my face
so I've lost faith with the human race.
I - I - I - I wish I woz from another planet
I - I
nothing ever changes except the clothes you wear
if the colour keeps on changing
honey you won't have no hair
everyone has their problems, I try to listen
but we always end up
in the same position
I - I - I - I wish I woz from another planet
the earth ain't bad
just the bastards on it
I - I - I - I
wish I woz from another planet
another planet
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back there
another planet
I - yi - yi - y - yi - the beat is crazy
Oh!
I - wish I woz from another planet
I - wish I woz from another planet
I - wish I woz from another planet
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back there
I gotta get back.
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(Everyday Is) Halloween- Ministry
well i live with snakes and lizards
and other things that go bump in the night
cos to me everyday is halloween
i have given up hiding and started to fight
i have started to fight
well any time, any place, anywhere that i go
all the people seem to stop and stare
they say 'why are you dressed like it's halloween?
you look so absurd, you look so obscene'
o, why can't i live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
well i let their teeny minds think
that they're dealing with someone who is over the brink
and i dress this way just to keep them at bay
cos halloween is everyday
it's everyday
o, why can't i live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
it's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world
o, why can't i live a life for me?
why should i take the abuse that's served?
why can't they see they're just like me
i'm not the one that's so absurd
why hide it?
why fight it?
hurt feelings
best to stop feeling hurt
from denials, reprisals
it's the same it's the same in the whole wide world
Really, why can't I live a life for me?
Rosegarden Funeral of Sores-Bauhaus
Virgin Mary was tired
So tired
Tired of listening to gossip
Gossip and complaints
They came from next door
And a bewildered stream of chatter
From all sorts of
All sorts of
Untidy whores
Came from next door
Came from next door
But some men are chosen from the rest
But their disappointment runs with their guests
Never would be invited to the funeral rosegarden
But their choice don't seem to matter
They got swollen breasts and lips that putter
And their choice of matter and their scream of chatter
Is just a little parasitic scream of whores
Screaming whores
In the rosegarden funeral of sores
Virgin Mary was tired
So tired of listening to gossip
Gossip and complaints
In the
In the
Rosegarden
Rosegarden funeral of sores
The Gurl At The End Of My Gun- Alien Sex Fiend
spouting happy fountains
i watched your life begin
rotting in your stockings -
fetish make me weep
I've found god
and i live by the needle
and there's a gurl...
do you wanna die? kill kill kill
do you wanna die? kill kill kill
her daddy's rich
well he oughta be...
his swiss bank account
pays for her anarchy
There's a gurl...
i wanna see u buried
i wanna drive the hearse,
in reverse, over you!!!
did you wanna die?????
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| Poems, bitches.
Brainwashed- By me
Drifting in and out of reality
Away from the deaths and rapes and murders and wars
The mundane of this corrupt society
Away from global warming, skin cancer, famine, and disease
These lies are the drugs they feed you
To be a part of their workforce
Their bible of lies consuming the lives of gullible millions
Statistics, claiming to be the truth
Economies, society, money
What happened to induviduality?
They broke you to be a mass-conformist
Took away all your dreams and made you dull
Kept you locked in your bills and debt
They feed you this crack,
They make you drink this alcohol,
You breathe their smoke
You're a junkie and they know it
The world could be so free
But we're shackled in the complexities of the modern world
Stress, psychologists, rehab
We'll get fucked and brainwashed any direction we turn
Among so many people,
We're so alone,
And we're to blame for letting them have control
Keep your fabrications of dying society
I don't need your bullshit
Education could be of no end
But it's suffocating in the system
Teaching the young to do what their told
To be what they're taught to be, not who they are
Sell your soul
Swallow it all
No one will be there to save you
Drowning in Ecstasy- by me
Your drowning
Drowning drowning drowing
Drowning in ecstasy
Oh, you may not look dead
But I can tell from the look in your green eyes
That's certainly the way you feel
So strong for so long
Something has to break
The weakest link in the chain of stars
Was you, fragile and soft you,
Plummeting to the ground with your last gasping breaths
You were a lie, A fake
And everyone knew
So you buried yourself deep inside--6ft under
Pulling away from the earthly world
To something bigger and better than it could offer
Or are you?
Was it all an illusion?
Your head may have been in the clouds
But now it's under countless pounds of dirt
Beautiful, why'd you have to go?
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