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Name: ~Gen Birthday: 11/12/1900 Gender: Female
Interests: x Writing x Screaming x Hating people x Music x Sitting in the rain x Vintage x Photography x
--Laughing at your ignorance--
Expertise: Im sorry but Im not attracted to people who worship Good Charlotte and slipknot and live in hot topic or guys who work out and wear abercrombie..get some fucking taste,thanks.I also dont like most of the people that i went to school with..nice to know theyre still fake.
Occupation: Student Industry: Art
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Member Since:
6/21/2003
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| - i forgot the name..stupid me - I stood there wondering how a song could make you break down to your knees, and make you cry... With people staring, and whispering "look at her" "look at her" i shed to tears to hear those words spoken of bliss lands i never knew. I never knew what it was like to hurt, and cry so hard that you felt so dead inside, yet the thumping of the speakers in the theater, made you feel so free and alive. I couldn't even look up, for fear that the tears would just come out, im not saying that crying is a bad thing, but I don't show emotion.....ever..It was a scary thing that I was actually crying in public. Oh well..I ran out of the crowd, and I just ran to the stairs, where my sister was following behind..I sat there, looking down at these two girls who had been arguing (previously friends) They made up, and gave eachother this big hug, and said i love you so much, you're my best friend..."awwww" Makes me think of how much I hate living this shit life. How much I miss some of the friends i used to have. Some of the friends i feel that i might lose if i fuck up one more time. Let's just see where the road takes us.
Painted Pianos, and dancing bodily forms create a world of harmony. The sounds that just echoes in your head, making you feel so great, like you're floating on a cloud, never wanting to come back down. Konstantine playing, filling your heart with happiness, just to have that still moment, and keep it forever is one of the greatest feelings in the world. It makes the world so vibrant with colors, lighting up life, rather than keeping in the dark corner you call home. I was glued to his face, his hands moving gracefully with the piano, singing his song of Konstantine...Beautiful..That memory will rest in my head, on my darkest of days to brighten it up. I thank him for making my life seem special, even if it was only that moment. Makes me appreciate that I lived long enough to experience something so amazing.
I thought about a lot of things, as i closed my eyes as he sung those words. My ear, so close to the speaker, like he was singing in my ear...gosh. I fucking love something corporate..You can't explain what his words make you feel, just bliss..
Though I had a damn breakdown in arguing with my sister, and she pushed me, Those songs made the night seem better. I tried not to think of how she called me a bitch, or told me that i always fuck up everything. ugh.."sickness" I felt like i was going to vomit, quite possibly in her face to pay her back. I was only trying to be nice, and what i got was blah blah, you're a bitch, blah, you don't appreciate anything, blah fucking blah. oh well. I glue myself to the computer screen. Making me feel natious because it's so damn bright. haha, how lame am i to keep staring into it, maybe to finish this entry, since it's been a damn long time.
I want to be famous dammit, having all those people go to see you play. To sing to your words, feeling it in their hearts, in their minds, in their souls. Omg, what a fucking great experience. I would give anything. I hate how famous people become so damn full of themselves though. Some are damn awesome though! Like the singer from something corporate! I said hi to him, whoopee! He's all sorts of awesome...
Yup. Other than going to a really great concert..I had a shitty day, too much thinking, "too many times wanting to cry but the tears ran dry" I don't feel like talking about how I feel lately, so i'll just leave it at that. It's a waste of time to type it out anyway. my life is a waste...
~Somehow I feel like a log. Still and silenced forever~ don't ask where that came from, i have no damn idea.....
This is where i say goodnight.. goodbye... i die...
Special Thanks To
Chris - MaryAnn - Ashley - Jason - Alicia - Chelsey - Jenn - Kayla - Unknown - Stacy - Jasmine - Michael - James - Patrick - Jenn - Jamie - Chris
And even though you assholes didnt leave me a comment i still thank you for being awesome rascals
Joe - Liz - Katie - Carlos -
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here's a poem i just wrote on 11-11-03 @ about 11:20 pm
A world of change is not what was planned People being what they never expected themselves to be Horrified by the reflection in the mirror Tattoo my hand with your concentration camp ink Im not captivating you. Im only trying to make you open your eyes They've been sewn shut for so long The light blinds you Making you collapse at the sight of the world Im gathering strangers to make new life Mutilating my dignity Taking away the pain Running away from all that was left to remember Im tired of seeing their faces plastered in my mind Im tired of seeing their smiles Im tired of everything. Come fly away with me To a place where nobody knows we conceive the horror of life The beauty of everlasting death Ashes of bodily forms Floating in the misting rain Suck in the filth raided air Smile with words of blasphemy Be a rebel to mankind This is God's disclosure to humanity He doesn't exist in my book The book of hating The book of living The book of dying With a small cruse We melt away. © Gen Umbarger 2003 | | |
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Another song has been written for someone who doesnt deserve it. The thought of breaking the vanity mirror and stabbing myself with all those tiny objecs, sounds perfect. The sky is grey and it looks like a shotgun, but there is no trigger, so we're left guessing for ourselves and questioning everything since we're born with no answers. but you know the answer...you know everything..
Trust has been turned into a 4 letter word and only a few people truely know what's hidden deep inside the walls of this person you call a friend. Those places are forbidden, secret and consist of things that would kill your love for me if you ever had the chance of seeing the truth..The few friends that i keep close have always been there. those few names are what i've thought about countless nights as the blood dripped on the keyboard and i just sat here reading old e-mails from them and trying to make my feelings go away..
I'm graciously falling to pieces again, and again. "my bruises are neglecting me. What i saw like it was yesterday everything went by just like that, a moment in an hour frozen like black blood dead in motion. The loneliness of 4am, the silence of self-inflicted violence, the suicide anthem I whisper with defiance outiside, sleep is for amateurs..whispering lies into my ear..blankets and filth, the smell of fire, silver flowers burning sleep from the sky, softly coming closer.."
I see myself in battle, with the forces of despair. My life is another memory, but i won't go dying with nothing left to show. And maybe..that's all that matters, because everything is already a memory, some things just havent happened yet.. When the bruises fade..they will still have been on my body, and when the scars start to disappear, i'll make new ones in memory of everything that's happened...
So now im sitting here with the glow of the computer screen surrounding me, and #3 on the new Coldplay CD is playing over and over again..." where do we go, nobody knows.." and in one hour, i'll be back in my room lying on the floor, asleep. and maybe when i wake up, i wont be thinking of the swollen cuts, or yelling at you, because you said the wrong thing..I pray that you stay away from me, because you'll get sick if you touch me again.
Hold my hand and watch the sunset burn. ashes to ashes, dust to dust...
When my heart stops beating...where will be my trust?
I find myself not willing to detatch this time frame from the wall, but i'll gladly take down the wallpaper and uncover what you've left behind for me. I see clearly again. Thank you for everything, but it's time i burned every single memory and moved on... I hope you dont mind
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[+]Why did i let all my hope fall on deaf ears.. There's nothing left but a mountain top, waiting for me to fall.[+]
We spread lies upon black shaded glass. Whistling among the trees makes me scream. The preacher hands the book of death to you. Enjoy the last breath Enjoy the last sunset Enjoy the love you thought was there but faded amidst the darkness... ©Gen Umbarger
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Im tired of hearing that same song echoing in my head.. The street lights are blinding me with the flash of life But i never realize the secrets they're trying to tell me Im so numb. Loss of all emotion, and feeling I hate, I love,I hurt, I cry, I stumble, I die
~Searching for better days, in all the wrong places~ ~Gen
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Im so sick of my father being an asshole, my mother being a bitch, just to make him happy. Im tired of him getting mad, over me asking for fuckin' batteries. Im not going to put up with their shit anymore. Just sit around and wait for them to love me, because it's not going to happen. I don't really give a flying fuck if they love me anyway. I don't love them, because they're fucking assholes, and they only love me when they fucking feel like it. If you love someone, it's always, not one day..I hate you..the next..i love u...fuck that!! Im tired of your goddamn cynical bullshit. Im not giving in to you anymore. Maybe one day dad...you'll get so angry..that you'll beat the shit out of me.. and i'll die. How much will you love me then?Maybe one day mom, i'll run away, and you'll never see me again...How much will you care then?
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Im tired of feeling like shit. and wondering when things will get better. Im tired of feeling like im facing the world alone, like it's the whole damn world against me. Somehow the friends i have, are eventually going to give up on me, and let go of my hand...and leave me here to rot. Somehow myself is never going to be enough, and alone isn't what im settling for.
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Don't be a fucking idiot, going around naming poeple as 'freaks' get some fucking balls, and come call me a freak to my goddamn face. I'll stomp on you, and make you wish you had never done it in the first place. Im so goddamn sick of humanity, having what they want. Im fucking tired of sugar-coating everything. Well, guess what...from now on, you piss me off,im gunna be on your ass, FUCK OFF FUCKIN WHORE. Im tired of everyone's shit, and just dealing with it...Got something to say...say it, you fucking pansy.
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--edit-- I just need a release from the world, something to keep me safe. Something to keep me away from humanity, since i am such a 'danger' to it. I need to be away from people, quite possibly, i even need to be away from myself. I am a harm not to just others but also myself. I catch myself making mistakes, i knew i never wanted to make, without any intention--i just fuck up everything. I can't be a good friend when i want to be. i cannot be there for someone, because in the end, i just end up hurting them. I hate this monster that is locked deep within me. Controlling the anger that i am trying to hold in. Causing me to scream-cry-hate-yell-hurt-..Im tired of being this other person that i just don't want to be. I always just wanted to be the simple kind of girl that got along with everyone. Im not talking about simple as in being like everyone else, but rather meaning that i had a simple life. I guess though..the hard times make my life today. yes, i do hate that i cry myself to sleep...or lie awake wondering what the hell i am going to do with myself..but maybe this is happening for a reason? I don't know really. I just know that i am tired of being this sort of scum that lies at the bottom of your shoe, irritating you, until you scream. I just want love. I just want peace. I just want to die. I want to fly free amongst the many colored trees. flying swiftly with the wind. I dont want to deal with any shit anymore. I don't want to keep a shell over my body. I need to tell everyone the truth. the real truth. About the real me. I have kept it all inside forever...but maybe it's about time i tell people what im really going through, and not some cover-up story. Im tired of living the life of someone im just not. A monster-A killer-someone that i don't want to be. Im not talking about how i dress. Im just saying that im tired of holding my true feelings inside. and im tired of lying about what really goes on in my life. It's time i let go of my grudge on holding everything in. It's time to set Gen free from herself. Maybe death will always be my permanent solution, for my permanent mistakes.
--here's a song--So many powerful words--maybe they'll touch your heart, like they touched mine.--
The tears we cry is the laughter keeps us coming back for more The space between The wicked lies we tell to keep us safe from the pain Will I hold you again? These fickle fuddled words confuse me Like will it rain today We waste the hours with talking talking These twisted games we're playing We're strange allies With warring hearts What a wild-eyed beast you be The space between The wicked lies we tell that hope to keep us safe from the pain Look at us spinning out in the madness of a rollercoaster You know you went off like the devil in the church In the middle of a crowded room All we cn do my love Is hope we don't take this ship down The space between Where you smile and hide Is where you'll find me if I get to go The space between The bullets in our firefight Is where I'll be hiding waiting for you The rain that falls Splashed in your heart Ran like sadness down the window into your room The space between Our wicked lies is The hope to keep us safe from pain Take my hand 'Cuz we're walking out of here Right out of here Is all we need dear The space between What's wrong and right Is where you'll find me hiding waiting for you The space between your heart and mind Is the space we'll fill with time The space between The tears we cry is the laughter keeps us coming back for more The space between our wicked lies Where we hope to keep safe from pain The space between The space between | | |
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~ Summer Day ~
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The sun slowly slips away
The blue fades to black
Night has taken over day
Stars light up the sky
Dancing in the summer rain
I could stand here, until I die. -Jen
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