No one can really pull off being another's cinderella. I certainly can't and I wouldn't want to even when it does seem all perfect and flawless I ask myself, why did cinderella's slipper come off when it fit her so well? Nothing fits anything anymore.

To recite! While taken with delirium,
I no longer know what it is that I say,
or what it is that I am doing!
And yet it is necessary, force yourself!
Bah! Can't you be a man?
You are "Pagliaccio"
Put on the costume,
and the face in white powder.
The people pay, and laugh when they please.
and if Harlequin invites away Colombina
laugh, Pagliaccio, and everyone will applaud!
Change into laughs the spasms of pain;
into a grimace the tears of pain, Ah!
Laugh, Pagliaccio,
at your shattered love!
Laugh of the pain, that poisons your heart!

in hexidecimal a,b,c,d,e,f are used as numbers …
10,11,12,13,14,15 so if e can be a number why can't 3 be a letter.

stray: my bangs are longer than the back of your hair
leviathan: my d.. eh nevermind
stray: what?
leviathan: nothing

leviathan: theres a cop trying to pull me out of my helicopter
simca: what is he like flying around on a jetpack?

inferna: should i get a blink camera?
leviathan: what's a blink camera?
inferna: you know
inferna: blink camera
simca: about the size of your penis in length
simca: etc etc
leviathan: why would she want a camera she couldnt even fit in her house?

simca: i hate fucking college
leviathan: you shouldnt fuck it then

leviathan: i want a girl to sit on my lap and take a shit while we're making out
leviathan: in her pants
simca: it would be like a heating pad between you and her o.0
leviathan: and i just want to feel the warmth seeping through and into my lap
leviathan: except softer and...moister
leviathan: and i dont want her to tell me until i smell it
simca: oh man
simca: i'm dying
leviathan: why?
simca: layughing

simca: i dont know how to work my camera now
leviathan: what cam
simca: my camera
leviathan: what
simca: MY FUCKING CAMERA
anklegrabber: THE ONE I OWN
leviathan: WHAT CAMERA. IS IT.
simca: THE ONE THAT I GOT AT WALMART WITH EZRA YESTERDAY
leviathan: MOTHERFUCKER IF YOU DONT TELL ME WHAT BRAND OF CAMERA IT IS I'M GONNA SHOVE IT THE FUCK SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROAT THAT I'LL LOOK IN YOUR ASSHOLE AND READ THE BRAND OFF OF IT BY THE LIGHT OF YOUR SMALL INTESTINE
simca: kodak dx-3500
leviathan: cool

leviathan: lets fuck
simca: I'm a lesbian as of just now
leviathan: dont care
simca: cut off your penis then
simca: and get breast implants
leviathan: jesus you fucking lesbians are all demandy and shit
simca: hehe

simca: i just got home
leviathan: less
simca: what?
simca: OH
simca: HOMELESS
simca: i get it now

leviathan: I'm going to hit the sack
simca: the ball sack
simca: if u know what I mean
leviathan: you know me too well....

simca: whatcha doing?
simca: apparently so much that you can't talk to me
leviathan: im sorry :(
simca: heh, aw, it's ok
leviathan: my mom was under my desk performing oral sex on me and i got caught up in the moment
simca: ew
simca: fucking gross that's a sick disgusting retarded joke

simca: i got an std today
simca: sloppy casorole gina
simca: from having sex with random containers of food at work
leviathan: bhebhehehehehe
leviathan: youre so fucking cute williany

leviathan: ..................................
leviathan: i'm sorry, my sensors are tuned to ignore lame jokes
simca: damn, it must be hard to look in the mirror, what with that big one god pulled when he made your face
simca: BAZING
leviathan: i'm always hard when i look in the mirror

WrathofKevin: dude thats too far
WrathofKevin: thats right over the fucking line, out the door, and into the street where i get him by a car covered in nails and gasoline
simca: him who
WrathofKevin: you!!!
simca: you get me by a car?
WrathofKevin: HITTT
WrathofKevin: HIT YOU STUPID MOTHER FUCKER
WrathofKevin: right over the fucking line, out the door, and into the street where i get HIT by a car covered in nails and gasoline

Another girl has turned up dead,
Another teenage whore.
You know the cops they couldnt give a shit
But the nightly news is all over it;
She was just 16 never been out of Michigan.
They say he tied her to his bed
And lit the trailer park on fire.
They found her body charred and wrecked in the ashes,
Says the on the ground reporter with Gucci sunglasses
And his hair sprayed perfect, his microphone so serious.

Homicides.
Ruined lives.
Innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.
You float
On a black cloud
With a camera crew to catch the bodies burning down.

You clip her picture from the paper
You pin it on your wall.
At night she stares with supernatural eyes,
Bloodshot and red and wild and alive;
Do you think Im sexy? Do you think Im dirty?
In your dreams she pulls up in a sports car
With the windows boarded up.
She takes you to a nightclub
Where everyones gunshot wounds
Are Technicolor broaches,
Oh, their mouths dripping roaches.
And then you run back to your safe suburban home.

Homicides.
Ruined Lives.
Innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.
You float
On a black cloud
With a camera crew to catch the bodies burning down.

Homicides.
Ruined Lives.
Innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.
You float
On a black cloud
With a camera crew to catch the bodies burning down.

Oh, in time
Well forget your name.
Little girl, oh in time little girl,
You know, well forget your face.
Because were moving on, we're moving on,
We're moving on to another horrifying murder case

Did she really go to jail? I recall something being said about jail. I guess she can`t post about it cause she really was sent to jail. Omg can some one go find out?! We gotta bail her out or something! Who knows what happened! I want names! And numbers! This can't happen! She bragged about a valentine vacation all month! Oh she deserved more than a virtual gretting card... Though the one I sent her was really quite nice, but still.