"die young and save yourself"

that line has just become so much more clear to me.
who wants to die old? i sure dont. what good is it to live so long if you're just gonna end up a bag of bones with hardly functioning body parts? would you wanna spend your last days in a hospital bed? smelling those unholy smells. where the last image that you see, the image that is forever scarred into your eyes, is white ceiling tiles? its so ugly. its so imperfect. so unglamerous.
death is a holy ritual that we all must take part in. death is supposed to be something beautiful and glamerous. no one is beautiful and glamerous at 97.
where will you be when you die? how old will you be? what will you be wearing? what will be the last thing you eat? what will be the last thing you drink? what will be the last song you hear, or the last thing you touch. who will be the last person you kiss? who will be the last person you say 'i love you' to? all these questions. these 'last' questions. all so important. if i live to 90, which i hope i dont, i will be out of control of much of this. i dont wanna make assumptions but really i guess i am, but its just not a risk i'd wanna take. i hope i die before 40. dont get me wrong, i'm not gonna take my life or anything. i just hope that somehow i die before 40, and i die beautifully.
i wanna live long enough to experience life, but die soon enough before life is ruined.
really, if you think about it, you're dying from the day you're born. growing up is dying. you're dying slowly. although you get stronger, faster, and smarter, you are getting closer to your death. you are dying. who would ever want to grow up? its terrible. i'm fine with who i am right now. i'd like to live longer to see what happens with my band, to see if i ever really fall in love, if i ever have sex. oh well. for now i'm enjoying life. time goes on. life goes on.

Currently Playing Vanity By Eighteen Visions One Hell Of A Prize Fighter see related

k so i'm back from oregon. there are lots of pretty girls there. i didnt really do that much there but go to the beach a few times and eat out. we're going back to seaside in september. it was really pretty there, too. we took a few pickstures of the sunset and such. my favorites are the ones of the beach in newport. well i dont really know what else to say other than all the girls that work at the tillamook ice cream place are really pale. oh and... i'm going to the capitol hill block party today and tomorrow, or maybe just tomorrow. cute, huh?

you fucking sellout, i'm gonna put you away.

Currently Playing The Changing of Times By Underoath When the Sun Sleeps see related

the Pretty Girls Make Graves show on saturday was really awesome. i didnt know that Nathan left the band until that night.. i'm slow with news. they played a few brand new songs which were totally mellowed out. but yesterday i saw Sugarcult for free! it was really rad, i was really close to the stage and got some wonderful pickstures and video files. i got a 2:30 (thats two minutes-thirty seconds) movie file of them playing Stuck in America and a 1:30 one of them playing Pretty Girl. i didnt get to talk to them after the show because we had to go, but they did great live so i'm not complaining. i also ran into Tony from Go Ahead. i hadnt seen him in forever so it was pretty nice to see him again. i got a pretty red shirt at the Pretty Girls show, and another pretty red shirt at the Sugarcult show. summer is getting to be pretty cool now. i'm leaving today for oregon. i think i should pack and shower and stuff. well, i'll talk to all you kids later. call my cell so i dont get too lonely!

<Daniel3

Currently Playing The Curse By Atreyu Nevada's Grace see related

wow okay, i really wish i wrote this song, its Bleeding Mascara by Atreyu:

A wraith with an angels body. A demon with a smile of gold. You soul sucker. I wont become like you, a killer with the perfect weapons. Crystal eyes and a heart of coal. You soul sucker, I wont lose myself in you.

Look how pretty she is when she falls down. Now there is no beauty in bleeding mascara. Her lips are quivering, like a withering rose, she's back again.

What the fuck do you think love means? It's much more than words and feelings sucking me dry. Is my marrow that sweet? Your dead lovers have left a trail of broken hearts and misspent hopes. Sucking them dry. Does their marrow taste of sweetness?
I hope you choke.

wow yeah i love that song. it defines about like 75% of girls today. they wrote 2 songs that i was just thinking about writing, Bleeding Mascara and the Rememberance Ballad, its about dying. i might probably write a poem about dying.

i'm not going to warped tomorrow...John is too tired to go. poopstain.