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I have been kissed before, but trust me, it doesn't count, due to the circumstances. And I have never had a boyfriend, and I'm 16. Don't freak out, you'll be fine.
Without you I'm as good as
dead ...
- Sufjan Stevens
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Umm yeah, I was 17 before I dated or kissed anyone. You should just calm down, the only girls that put out at 14 are the ones that have abortions at 18, so just back off on the hormones and go pleasure yourself in the bathroom.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
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dude, you're only 14. calm down. you have no need to worry.
-lori
she's a fool for the last living rock king
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HARDCORE!
she's a fool for the last living rock king
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HARDCORE!
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I'm late, buy yeah. I was 18 and sometimes I wish I hadn't kissed him. I actually told the guy I like how many guys I've kissed, which is still one, and he said he thinks that is totally awesome. Why? Because I don't makeout with just anyone like some people do. So yeah, don't lie to her cause that's pretty much a death knell right there, and don't like to your friends either.
yeah, your cool cass. 

Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
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- Sufjan Stevens
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1. OK, stop being emo. That's the first step to getting over yourself.
1. Realize the past is the past. You said it, they believed it, get over it. Stop trying to find a reason to feel bad about it, you hurt no one by saying what you did.
3. Don't lie anymore. That will solve problems for you in the future, and will prevent us from having to read about them.
4. If it's such a big deal that you get some ass, find the ugliest, easiest girl in your grade, and get some action out of her. That way, if you say you did certain things, it wouldn't be a lie. It requires little effort and it shuts you up.
Yeah, these are just 4 steps to growing up that you can find in my new book, "Shut Up, No One Wants to Hear About Your Petty Problems Anymore" and is found in most bookstores worldwide. It's only $12.95, so don't miss out on such a great deal!
1. Realize the past is the past. You said it, they believed it, get over it. Stop trying to find a reason to feel bad about it, you hurt no one by saying what you did.
3. Don't lie anymore. That will solve problems for you in the future, and will prevent us from having to read about them.
4. If it's such a big deal that you get some ass, find the ugliest, easiest girl in your grade, and get some action out of her. That way, if you say you did certain things, it wouldn't be a lie. It requires little effort and it shuts you up.
Yeah, these are just 4 steps to growing up that you can find in my new book, "Shut Up, No One Wants to Hear About Your Petty Problems Anymore" and is found in most bookstores worldwide. It's only $12.95, so don't miss out on such a great deal!
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
- trentm32
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Alan makes some strong points, albeit a tad harshly, but good points nonetheless.
Stop over-analyzing things so much, you're only 14 - things'll happen when they happen. If the chick digs you as much as you think she does, then she shouldn't go all gossip-y to her friends and tell 'em you've never kissed a chick. If she does, then ohh well, you'll get teased for a few days and then it'll blow over.
You're barely even in high school yet; if stuff happening now gives you the wig, you'll never survive to graduate. You need to just chill, and go with the flow; cuz no one likes a spaz.
Stop over-analyzing things so much, you're only 14 - things'll happen when they happen. If the chick digs you as much as you think she does, then she shouldn't go all gossip-y to her friends and tell 'em you've never kissed a chick. If she does, then ohh well, you'll get teased for a few days and then it'll blow over.
You're barely even in high school yet; if stuff happening now gives you the wig, you'll never survive to graduate. You need to just chill, and go with the flow; cuz no one likes a spaz.
"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
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- Sufjan Stevens
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Hey man, just realize, I was fucking with you. I give advice through jokes.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Rufus Wainwright wrote:Hey man, just realize, I was fucking with you. I give advice through jokes.
and cant count


anyways..
like everyones said.. your a kid.
enjoy it while you can.
this is advice i give my bro (he's 16) everytime i talk to the fuck.. (pretty much everyday) .. when your a kid. you need to relax.. dont sweat the big stuff. do well in school. get yourself an education and everything else will come to you in time and most importantly.. HAVE FUN WHILE YOU CAN.
go fuck yourself.
- Sufjan Stevens
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Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
- Sufjan Stevens
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I dunno, I am so tired that I am losing my mind and spouting off lines like that.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
- trentm32
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Rufus Wainwright wrote:And cut people that jock your bitch!


"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
<a href="http://www.soundthesirens.com">SoundTheSirens.com</a>
<a href="http://www.soundthesirens.com">SoundTheSirens.com</a>
Speaking of Friends:
I was bitchin last night (to my fiance) about how we have seasons 1-8 but don't have season 9 yet, and season 9 was the "bad period" for me where I missed practically half the damn season because I was never able to be home to catch it and always forgot to tape it.
Soooo......today I'm browsing around and I freakin FINALLY found season 9, its on VCD but it'll have to be sufice until season 9 makes retail in the stores.
SO NOW I WILL BE TOTALLY CAUGHT UP! Woo hoo!
I was bitchin last night (to my fiance) about how we have seasons 1-8 but don't have season 9 yet, and season 9 was the "bad period" for me where I missed practically half the damn season because I was never able to be home to catch it and always forgot to tape it.
Soooo......today I'm browsing around and I freakin FINALLY found season 9, its on VCD but it'll have to be sufice until season 9 makes retail in the stores.
SO NOW I WILL BE TOTALLY CAUGHT UP! Woo hoo!
Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil. - Niccoló Machiavelli
Oh - did anybody catch episode 2 of this season?? (The One Where Ross is Fine)
definitely now in my top 10 funniest episodes. Still not quite up there with "The One With the Prom Video" or "Chandler in a Box"
but damn close.
I've never seen Ross make me laugh so damn much!


I've never seen Ross make me laugh so damn much!
Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil. - Niccoló Machiavelli
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