**I've decided to reopen my services as an editer for my fellow writers. If you wish to have me review your work, offer constructive crit, or simply honest opinons then drop a line at the bottom of my page. Though please don't judge my skills from my own writing, editing you own things is like doing a maze you drew, which I'm sure many of you are famliar with. **

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Reading; Patient Zero; By an author whose name I have forgotten. This stor contains a secret counter-terrorism originization, zombie terrorists and much more interesting things I have yet to discover.

Just Finished; Hell's Fire by Christopher Simms. An amazing British crime novelist. Though fair warning; this book touches base on some sensative topics surrounding religions and scandals. 

Finished; The Autobiography of An Execution. I don't know the author off hand and the book is up stairs, I'm too lazy to get it.

Tunes of the week/month/day;

Hate; Drowning Pool. Again with warnings about relgious matters

Far From Home; Five Finger Death Punch

Blue Lips; Regina Spektor

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I attempt to attend all the local music shows.

Bands I've seen live;

Breaking Benjamin, Three Days Grace, Flyleaf, Skillet, Puddle of Mud, Shinedown, Disturbed, Korn, In This Moment, Sevendust, Cake, 38. Speical, Josh Turner.

I have tickets to see, Avenged Sevenfold the welcome to the family tour. And Bullet For My Valentine along with Halestorm. Eddie Money.

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 Dear NASCAR, The Chase needs to be slaughtered, dismembered and re-birthed. If not than..... I don't know, an atomic bomb will land innocently on your lap and sing the Abc's. You thought I was sending you a death threat, didn't ya'? Nope, I'm just holding your Chase hostage and plan on fixing it myself. Next year someone else is winning. Like all good things, the dynasty must come to an end.  Do with history as we where meant to, learn from it and try not to repeat it. Don't screw with the Earth's natural order...... 

Sincerely,

Your ticked off fan, Bullet.

~My profile is currently undergoing many alterations due to the lack of quality entertainment being provided at my present dwelling place.~

I'm in the daunting task of moving my life to a new residence..... Well soon enough I shall be, but the black ink stains on my thoughts proves to differ..  I had offically moved two months ago, I can proudly tell everyone that my life is a living hell now.

The more I attempt to construct 'works of art' the more I realize that I have a underlying infatuation with eyes..... Maybe my dreams of brunt police force should be altered to the ever exciting occupation of optometry? I think not

Like many others mingling on this community music is my saviour and about the only reliable thing.

I'm Fifteen years old, female, started highschool  HELL on August 31st

One of my very few hobbies would be autoracing. If it has a engine and wheels I've seen it race, crash and experience a hard earned victory. Eventually I myself would like to compete, but currently the lack of funds has proven a sturdy opstical.

The most resent event I've been to, in which I've learned a life lesson. Jet cars are extremly loud, proper ear protection insures a more enjoyable experience. Also the car pictured is not a jet car, in fact I can' remember what it is though it looked 'pretty'.

This is a video I took, of my new idol Benny the Bomb. He wrapped up for the night of thrills, amazing closing event.

ALL MEDIA ON HERE IS OWNED BY ME. Expect for the box below this message..... Yeah, spoke too soon.

The best NASCAR song ever! I find this to be quite entertaining

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My stories are where I live, so don't rob my home.

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I have a dream, a big unsignificant dream consisting of a meager goal. Seemingly another failure to check on the growing list, but I would like to be published before I graduate high school. There are two simple way to achieve this goal, one stay back continueously for a handful of years or write the most boring educational article and summit it to a science magazine, personally I think the latter is easier.

I figure now that everyone seems to share poetical rants of their life failures and chronic discontment, that I should take the liberty of sharing something new. The way I wish to depart this 'lovely' Earth. With the magical chemical expolsion of spontaneous combustion. Infact one of our new authors;

Suicidal Thanatophobic  

Has a great poem on this very topic. Certainly worth a few minutes of your time.

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My wall of drawings I've done so far.

-Interesting Quotes-

"Total paranoia is just total awareness."- Charles Manson
"The more I looked at people, the more I hated them." - Charles Starkweather
"The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven."
- Neil Gaiman (American Gods)

With that I would be forced to depart for the time being I don't wish to bore you all to your various chairs and other seating appartatus, congrats if anyone read all of that.

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Comments are desired like money to a fool.........