After this Insane Holiday From Hell * is beyond exhausted*
it is time to go back to school Yo!
Dude City College Has EVERYTHING!!! I Can A Minor and Major in Whatever I Fucking want RAWR!!!!! Plus I'm a ten minutes Bus drive away from BTSSB And BLACK PEACE NOW!!!!!
 RAWWR!!! tehhee~~! this gonna be one hectic year cuz I am gonna SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO BUSY >___< with school, music, work, Modeling, and poetry! good God Help me! but it will be all worth it some day!!! so cheer me on you guys!!! bcuz when I'm rich and famous!! you know who's gonna be in my Entourage XDDDDDDDD
Besides you guys can always come visit my doors are always open ^___^

3mins into the new twilight movie AND ALREADY FUCKING GLITERING IN THE GOD DAMN SUNLIGHT!!!!
you know what DONE!!!!! FINISHED!!!!!, You cannot say I didn't try Dammit!!
-barfing in horror in a corner-
had to listen to moi dix to help wash it out of me!!!!! UGH!!! -Vomits some more-

OMG IS THE MOMENT!!!!!!!!
THE MOMENT IS OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
I BLOODY 21 YRS OLD
The hell that happened???
oh well YAYZ!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok we will meet at the AMC theatre at 1:30 Pm

Location
206 Swamp Fox Rd
Alexandria, VA 22314

its right from the eisenhower metro stop
you can just get off and walk to the theatre

then we can all eat the ruby tuesday there around 2 pm ish
then after PICTURE TAKING but only if you want to Cuz its Cold out right now
but we Lolita takes picture in any weather condition!LOL we put Super Models to Shame XD
ok back on topic

after we are done with that we can all go watch a movie of our choice
as long as its not twilight I'm good lol XD

People Attending:

Myself chaos_rocker
wazzra
loli227
queenangelous : maybe
xcandy_sweetx

any questions please feel free to text me at
703 919 0122

Hope to see u Pretty ladies there ^_^

My brought me this dress back for me from Africa
she made it when she was my age at the time
i swear i saw it and thought it was BTSSB Dress LOL

gonna do a few alteration to it cuz it's a little big on me!, and i want mega poof and maybe a few bows lol
but yeah! i'm calling it baby's new print! : African Princess LMAO XD

OMG EXCITEMENT!!!
Finally got my new laptop WOOOHOOOOO!
with all my old files!!! Praise be to God (and The Goddess of Visual kei)
OK So today I'm Totally checking in like around 7pm or 8pm Depending on our slow ass metro system =_= seriously they make turtles look like speed racer LOL its Sad
BUT ANYWAYS!!! I SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED I HAVEN'T SLEPT YET Because I have been Packing outfits and singing and dancing to Girugamesh & The Gazette( I so want ruki's red gloves) and reading the Egg Magazines!! so now I wanna dress in Gyaru LOL so I'll be checking in a Gyaru outfit LOL
And so my tom cruise moment continues LOL >_<
OH !!! MUST EAT EGGS FOR BREAKFAST THEY GIVE ENERGY!!!! AND OOOH RED BULL!!! IT GIVES U WINGS!!!
WOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!OMG IS THE MOMENT OMG IS THE MOMENT OMG IS THE MOMENT!!!!

TOO EXCITED TO SLEEP
TOO EXCITED TO EAT!!!
BEEN JUMPING UP AND DOWN MY BED LIKE AN 8YRS BOY
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED!!
EXCITEMENT!!!! OMG EXCITEMENT!!!

 Hi GALS
Gonna be in San Francisco  for the next five or more days at Amsterdam Hostels, just looking around for good areas to do some Apartment hunting and i'm looking for a tour guide also to meet Another gyaru!
so where the San Francisco Gyarus? i will love to meet you guys ^___^

Lipstick Cruelty

Verse

There’s a secret hidden beneath her perfume

There’s a story within her gothic lace

Bouncing curls and flirtatious giggles

Who will be the first to be strangled by ribbons?

 

Chorus

Her naive eyes gashing back at me

They will bleed you dry till there’s nothing left

The poisonous pulse cutting through the virgin lines

With the elegance of a noose and the dripping of ecstasy

The burning of skin and the pressing of soft velvet lips on my gaze

LIPSTICK CRUELTY!

 

Verse

Her smile is a vicious mystery behind her lipstick

So many suitors her e to kiss her tainted crown

Her stocking of virtue, her corset of vengeance

Watch it all set a blaze into sensual madness

 

Chorus

Her naive eyes gashing back at me

They will bleed you dry till there’s nothing left inside

The poisonous pulse cutting through the virgin lines

With the elegance of a noose and the dripping of ecstasy

The burning of skin and the pressing of soft velvet lips on my gaze

LIPSTICK CRUELTY!

 

Second chorus

She will amuse you

She will abuse you

Watched her mend you

Then break you just for kicks

To her love is a game of pickup sticks

Played by fucking lunatics!

 

Chorus

Her naive eyes gashing back at me

They will bleed you dry till there’s nothing left inside

The poisonous pulse cutting through the virgin lines

With the elegance of a noose and the dripping of ecstasy

The burning of skin and the pressing of soft velvet lips the gaze

LIPSTICK CRUELTY!

 

well now i have gone and done it, now i am confused to 2 wigs the long black one with bangs and the short white one
its gonna be crazy! and i don't leave other girls *sigh*
can't wait to see you all today woohooo!!

(maybe the black one it would look flattering or maybe the white cuz it will the white in my outfit)

THE DEATH WAS JUST A FAIRYTALE.

 

You will never hear me say it; it will never leave these blue lips

So go ahead and blame it all on me, use your words to cut my skin

Use your glares to tear my soul in pieces

It’s the same old blood stained halo upon thy crown

 

Trying so very hard to find your place in her diary

What is it you want me to write in my pages?

Hands around my neck with rampant screams of devotion

You say “Je t'aime mon précieux poupée jamais développé à votre ruffles”

 

You make me sick with your gifts

I am not a doll, remove me from this shelf please, I want to go far away

He lifts up a portrait of the past to peek through the hole behind it

And I drag my chains across my dollhouse to look through the icy mirror

 

He whispers with his Erie voice calmly “I want to mix our blood and put in the ground”

I will not Say it, not those words not ever, I don’t feel them for you, I am not her

It’s my reflect you lust after, it’s my reflect that drives you mad!

And at 4 o clock at night you carry the Knife into my room because of my reflection

 

Oh sir! Have reached your limit because your sharp steel is piercing me

Painting the floor crimson, I feel so weak yet happy; the dark lace will soon embrace me

I hear screams of forgiveness, begging me to say those words she told you

I giggle as he places his hands around my lace necklace

 

I close my eyes giving into the embrace of death

Maybe this time I get to play in a garden of white

but lashing in like whispers of love in the shadows was a sweet tune

when I opened my eyes……he was stand by hospital window with sadistic smile

I heard myself whisper “the death was just a fairytale”

 

By Camille Tambe

 

RED RIBBON

 

The golden wolf caught the smell of a red ribbon

With candy sweet faces and a flirting giggle

With stockings of virtue, a necklace of lace

Running in the circles of the past, we must hurry or we’ll be late to the tea party

 

It’s too late to fix anything now my golden wolf

She’s a damaged doll and looks pretty in her pain

Lovely bouncing curls of black, use the red ribbon

It will match the color of her rose red and velvet lips

 

She’s only 10 but that man loves her so desperately you can see agony in his eyes

He wants her to stay the exact same age forever, but she wanted to touch the stars

If the lady of lace tried run away, he would hold her close and prayed for her to never changed

Sweet little red ribbon, with the scent strawberries and blood will soon stained it

 

In a velvet room filled with candles of wonder

There lays a dollhouse just for you red ribbon

Design with nothing but ruffles

You can see his agonizing pleas for you to remain the same

 

But lovely red ribbon is starring at epic beautiful star in the burring heavens

Little rain drops hit flowers in the gardens like a mist of glass

The golden wolf was already growling in rage

Running in circles of the mirrored past

 

In a twisted blink of an eye the sky turned purple

The grass turned white and there lays little red ribbon

Sweet eternal slumber of innocence, we can hear the cry of the golden wolf

It’s too late; the doll looks lovely in her pain

 

Was it the desire to keep the ribbon beautiful forever?

Was it her beauty that drove him to agonizing madness?

It’s too late, we can’t whined her up or down, the doll has already fallen into eternal bliss

All that is left is the scent on that red ribbon

 

By Camille Tambe