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Name: Stephanie
Birthday: 10/4/1987
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Sunday, August 13, 2006

Yo bitch take off your mask

Umm so yea, I got freaken 3 concert tickets to Hatebreed, god I can't wait. Couldn't take Heather or Kiersti because its a school night darn because I really wanted to take them, so now I know I'm taking Nikki George, yea she's one of my good friends too, but I havne't figured out who else I'm taking. Its September 3, at  5 pm so if any of my girlfriends isn't busy that day, maybe I might just take you, its a girls night out so I need some of my girls haha. I'm sorry Heather/Kiersti I so wish you could come. But I will get pictures for you and I love you both. Don't worry things will soon get better for you. People may not understand what you have to deal with everyday, but I do. And I'm always here for you. love you

 

The Infamous Steph Rocker


Tuesday, August 08, 2006

certain song for a certain moment for a certain somone...

This kind of resembles something. If you don't like it don't comment or even read. If you don't like me, then stop looking at my site you stalkers.

"I thought it was too good to be true. I found somebody who understands me. Someone who would helf me get through, and fill this emptiness I had inside me. But you kept inside and I just denied some things that we should have both said. I knew it was too good to be true, because I'm the only one who understands me. What happened to us? We used to be so perfect. Now we're lost and lonely. What happened to us? And deep inside I wonder, did I lose my only? Remember they thought we were to young to really know what it takes to make it. But we have survived off what we have done, so we could show them all that there mistaken. But who could have known, the lies that would grow until we could see right through them. Remember they knew we were too young, we still don't know what it takes to make it. What happened to us? We used to be so perfect. Now we're lost and lonely. What happened to us? And deep inside I wonder, did I lose my only one? We could have made it work, could of found a way, we should have done our best to see another day, but we kept it all inside until it was too late, and now we're both alone, the consequense we made, for throwing it all away. For throwing it all away. What happened to us? We used to be so perfect. Now we're lost and lonely. What happened to us? And deep inside I wonder, did I lose my only? What happened to us? What happened to us? What happened to us? What happened to us?


Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Sleeping against the fierce tormented vision of a ghost that haunts my tainted heart. Bleeding uncontrolably against my own will. Giving my last breath never felt so unique. I'll become a ghost along beside you. We'll give the world a perilous but pretruding after life of the people we once were. We were thrown away only to be left behind. We'll take out last breath together and lay beyond the hatred and agony. I'll find beauty behind this pain. I'll find hope beyond this failed life. I'll find you waiting for me.

Giving everything, that once betrayed my life. I'm dying here with you, but you can see this smile now. I'm smiling in my ever-lasting dream. You'll haunt me until I see, until I see your face.

I'll remember all, all who let me down. All the things thrown in my face. Don't you wish it would have stopped. But now its just too late. The only thing you can do, is kneel down and pray. Pray you'll be forgiven, and you'll see my face again.

 

This is retarded so don't mind, just being dumb and writing retarded shit down. gay gay gay

 

-steph motha fuckin rocker


Saturday, June 17, 2006

Poetry

the blade,
as sharp as the anger in my soul,
gleams like the tears in my eyes,
as i see my reflection stareing back at me,
i see not my own face,
but the face of a demon,
whose evil hackle,
infests my skin,
infests my heart,
infests my life,
yet i recognise the laugh,
as the one i used to have.

how do i get this disease out of me?
It taints my soul,
like a vine round a rose,
as it battles and strangles it for air and light,
the beautiful,
red rose witheres and dies,
yet the vines prostperes and rises,
and they degin to disease what was once a beautiful place,
a place where happiness and contempt ruled,
yet the place know become a place where anger, fear, sadness, and pain
are inhailed like oxvgen in the air

what is crawling inside me,
must evacuate my body,
before it taints me to the state of insanity,
my mind already bent with sadness,
my soul bleeds with tears,
my spirit aches with misery,
the symtoms of this demons laughter,
how do i relief myself of this torment,
then,
i turn and see the friendly blade smile.

By: Josh Woodbridge


Tuesday, June 06, 2006

"Shibby"

LAURA you are seriously the best person to hang out with ahhhhhh I love you haha. Yea these past 5 days have been the most extreme. We def. have to do this again. Hey when I get back from the beach we def. are. haha.

Yea I def. am getting a cool job that pays $500 an hour haha j/k. I wish



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