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Created on 2006-06-27 23:38:14 (#10547012), last updated 2006-08-23
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| Name: | rex rampage. |
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| Location: | Norristown, Pennsylvania, United States |
| Website: | Everyone's got a myspace these days. |

Call me whatever you'd like: Rex, Rexy, Little Rexy, Sexy Rexy, Rex Rampage, Rampage, or Chelsea -- unless your name is Ruthanna Witherite.
Live life to its fullest.
Enjoy it while you can.
Make the most out of everything.
I try to be pretty optimistic.
I've learned not to trust people with my emotions unless I'm 100% sure they can be trusted.
I welcome change with open arms.
I can't hang out with the same group of people for more than a few weeks at a time.
I miss the days when drama was a word that I have never heard of.
I don't hate.
I rarely get mad.
I talk shit.
I'm not always 100% honest.
I very rarely practice what I preach.
I'm not perfect.
I'd like to say that I tell people how I feel about them all of the time. . . but I can't.
Constant attention is not needed.
The worst feeling in the world is when someone tries to be you, &they're better@it.
I won't feel sorry for you.
&honey, you're musical taste does not impress me one bit.
Sorry.
Listen to what sounds good to you, not what you think will make you look better.
I don't take things to heart.
Keep talking your shit, you can't bring me down.
The only opinion that matters to me is my mother's, &half the time, I go against her opinion.
I've been used more than once, trust me, I'll get over it.
I once thought that friends are for life, but maybe that only applies to everyone else's friends.
Jealousy is a feeling I'm no stranger to.
Trying to make everyone else happy only makes you feel even worse.
My two closest friends: paranoia &self-esteem.
Call me what you please, "scene", "goth", "emo", "punk", "prep", "cunt", "poseur" --
because at the end of the day, when I lay my head down on my pillow, I know who I really am.</center>
Sorry that I couldn't make you stay
Placing pieces on the floor
Of all the things that we loved before
Like puddles, in the rain
Like puddles, we wash away
Hate me now so I can move on
Make it easier to see that you're gone
All the things they're gone too
Turn and changed into memories

LAYOUTHERE

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