• they kicked me out of bluesettes with those hideous fake smiles. then i fucking suggested somebody to take my place and smiled back and left. then i joined vertical limit, the average vocal group. no more bragging rights. shame. shame. stupidity. sympathy. ''aw, really? we'll miss you''s. ''maybe you should try talking to them''s. fuck you all. tough? i'll fucking show you tough. now excuse me while i go rip my eyes out in the privacy of my bedroom. even if they asked me back[which they won't, this is not a musical haha], i'd say no. because i am now committed to vertical limit. fuck brampton[bluesttes trip]. fuck it all. i'll stay home and practice breathing inside an archimedes experiment in my bathtub. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IP69sWIwgEY my arm is the one that's finger-moshing/pointing in general. not the freakishly long rock symbol arm. check out the mr. brightside cover they did too, though my arm is not featured in that one. she's in the hospital for horrible stomach pains. fuckfuckfuck. i wouldn't mind being rejected infinity-fold if she could get better. and now we pray. dear god, let me take her hurt. let me take it away from her. i hope that the deed is enough gift for you. otherwise pick apart a piece of me in return for this. thank you. in your name. i do this deed. in your name, i do any deed. for you are holy. and i am not. for even if i doubt your existence. you are an icon of hope. and hope is something anyone can believe in. in your name is hope.

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