Rainbows running through my veins

WHUTS WRONGS WIT CHU PPL???

My darling , my love,
how i love thee so.
Your precious lips,
your raven hair,
your deep brown eyes.

Thine eyes that taunt me so,
they dance & sparkle in the brilliant moonlight.
They glow when you smile,
they burn when you yell,
they weep when you cry.

Thine tears that enter my sight,
horrid things thos tears of yours.
I wish to never see them fall,
I hope to never see them flow,
I pray that I never cause them.

My prayers that have been answered,
so flawlessly by your radiant presence.
Answered by your warm embrace,
answered by your comforting gaze,
answered by the very fiber of your being

Thine being so gracious,
so fragile in these hands.
These hands so shy,
these hands so scarred,
these hands oh so open to hold your heart.

Ah, thine heart so lovely,
a heart so pure & full of love.
A heart so timid,
a heart so wondeful,
a heart so mine. <3

ACT  I

she walks down the long hallway
her eyes welling up with tears of fear & anger
wondering why he would do this to her
she hd been notheing but good to him
flashbacks of how he broke her heart
play over & over in her mind like a horrible movie
that won't stop
she puts her hand to her chest & drops to her knees
tears pouing from her eyes
"what will i do without him?"
"he was my world, my everything"
"i always pictured me & him forever"
"not her"
"she hurt him in ways i never would"
her heart is broken
full of words left unspoken
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....



ACT  II

she lays in the bed
where she would sleep & dream of him
but it seems those days are over & done with
all dreams have been reduced to nothing more than memories
memories of times when they were happy...
together
memories of times when they laughed...
together
memories of times when they were in love...
together!
she knows she will always love him
she knows she will always be his shoulder to cry on
she knows he will always be the bright star in her dark night
many a time she has tried to forget him
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....



ACT  III


she sits on the bench
under the tree where they had their first kiss
she remembers how wonderful it felt
to have his lips pressed against hers
moments of pure romance
when she would stare into his dazzeling eyes
& he would stare back
& softly whisper
"i love your eyes"
when he would let her rest her head on his chest
& she would listen to the beautiful melody of his heart beat
& he would stroke her hair
& softly whisper
"i love your hair"
when they would hold each other
he would rest his head on hers
& she would stroke his cheek
& he would kiss her forehead
& softly whisper
"i love you"
but those days are gone & so is he
off to do what he wishes
but she can't stop dreaming of him.....

ITS DARK, ITS DEEP, ITS MY HEART, TO THE END FROM THE START. ITS COLD, DARK, AND SHALLOW. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, FOR ITS YOUR EMOTIONS IT WILL SWALLOW. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, ITS EVEN DARKER THAN COAL. MY HEART IS A BLACK HOLE, AND ITS AS DARK AS MY SOUL.  

I give you my heart, my love, my soul. It follows you where ever the wind blows. You can't take anything away from me. My heart, my soul, my dignity. The time has come, its time to start, but first i must give you my heart.   

Sometimes I wonder whatits like to die, or fly up into the midnight sky. Sometimes  I wonder how this world began , or even how god began to stand. Sometimes I wonder if there is a heaven or hell, I ask my parents but they can not tell. Sometimes I just wonder.

WoRDs Can HuRt U ReaLLY BaD, They CaN evEN MakE YOu SaD. WhEn WoRDs ArE SPOKeN, yoU HEarT CaN BeCOMe BroKEn. EviL WoRDS ThAt ARe SpOkEN CaN huRT , PeoPLe TaLK tO YoU LiKe DiRt. WheN YoU HeaR HuRTfuL WorDs, ThEY GeT beNeaTH YoUr sKIn LiKe aN UnFORgiVeAbLE SiN. WhEN YOu dOn'T KNoW wHerE tO BeGIn, YOu tRy tO fiNd ThE WoRds tO GeT YoU oF ThE SItUaTioN.  YoUR iN To mE WOrds aRe ShaRpeR THaN KniVes & DaGGeRs. WOrDs ScrAPe AgAInsT YOur BoNEs, LiKe StoNEs. WOrds ArE SaID iN aN EvIL tOne, EvErYthINg yOu & EvErY siNglE VerSe, iT  WiLL BeGIN wITh WORDS!  

DEATH is a five letter word. You know it will always be heard. DEATH, it will take your finale breath. Nothing is more feared than DEATH. DEATH, its as cold as ice. Nothing means more to humans than life. It burns like fire. Something thst no one desires. Murderers, cheaters, and liars, Its our death, so take your one last breath.  

Theres always blood, sweat, and tears,our emotions are overcome by fears. Everything you had dear,will slowly start to dissappear. It will feel as though your heart has been stabbed by a spear.Your fate of the future is near. Beginning, middle, and end. You will always shed a tear.   

       It all started when she first woke up one morning and was getting ready to go to a place that she abso;utely dispised, her high school. Now, Chrishell was not what some people would call dumb or stupid or anything like that, actually she was very smart for a girl of 14, a genius some might say. As she threw on some black cargo pants with chains on them she noticed the birthmark on her arm. It resembled a dragon and around her arm as if it were a tattoo, but she had had this for as long as she could remember. As she looked at it , she began to wonder if it meant anything. Was it a sign telling her what she was meant to do with her life? " No", she thought , but little did she know about the dark secrets the dragon like mark on her arm held. She slipped on a black t-shirt with a purple skull on it, laced up her black boots, snapped the buttons on her studded bracelets into place, tied a black velvet choker necklace around her neck, slung her messenger book bag ove rher shoulder , left her room , walke dout of her house and headed to school.

There are sometimes in our lives when we may feel scarred, insecure, or unsure of things, But the story im about to tell you has nothing to do with any of those things. The story that you are about to read is by far, the complete oppisite from your average bedtime-fairytale, and it all started with a girl, but not just any girl, this girl was an outcast, and you will soon find out why. She wasn't the prettiest girl in the world, she had long white hair with black streaks that seemed to compliment her stealish grey eyes, on which she wore black eyeliner. Her day-to-day life would seem to be that of a normal dark twisited individual, but only to those who didn't really know her. Her name was Chrishell, Chris to her friends and family, she was 14 years of age. Chrishell had a secret only she and a very selected few of others knew.

 

 

this is just the begining of a story im writing if u want me to continue just let me know.

 

ANGER MANAGEMENT

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you need to take it out  on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know,

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it, a man answered saying "Hello", I politely said "This is Olav, could I speak with Robyn Carter?"

Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number" and the phone was slammed down on me.  I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.  When I tracked down Robyn's number to call her, I found that I had transposed the last two digits.

After hanging up with her, I decided to call the "wrong" number again, When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an a**hole!" and hung up.  I wrote his number down with the word 'a**hole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.  Every couple weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell. "You're an a**hole!" It always cheered me up.

When caller I D was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'a**hole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company, I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller I D program?"

He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone, I quickly called him back and said "That's because you're an a**hole!" and hung up.

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.  Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for, I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first a**hole (I had his number on speed dial), I thought  that I'd better call the BMW a**hole,  too.

I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"

He said, "Yes it is."

I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?"

He said," Yes, I live at 34 Oak Tree Blvd, in Pine Crest. It's a yellow rambler, and the car's parked right out front."

I asked, "What's your name?"

He said, "My name is Don Hanson,"

I asked, " When's a good time to catch you, Don?"

He said "I'm home every evening after five."

I said, "Listen, Don, you're an a**hole!"

Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now when I had a problem, I had two a** holes to call.

Then I came up with an idea, I called a**hole #1. He said, "Hello"

I said, "You're an a**hole!"  But, I didn't hang up.

He asked, "Are you still there?"

I said," yeah."

He screamed, "Stop calling me,"

I said," Make me,"

He asked, "Who are you?"

I said, "My name is Don Hanson"

He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" 

 I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oak Tree Blvd, in Pine Crest, A yellow rambler, I have a black Beamer parked in front.

He said, I'm coming over right now, Don, and you had better start saying your prayers.

I said, Yeah, like I'm really scared, a**hole," and hung up.

Then I called a**hole #2.

He said, "Hello"

I said," hello a**hole,"

He yelled," If I ever find out who you are..."

I said, ''You'll what?"

He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass!"

I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance, I'm coming over right now."

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 34 Oak Tree Blvd in Pine Crest, and that I was on my way over to kill my gay lover.

Then I called Channel 7 news about a gang war going down on Oak Tree Blvd. in Pine Crest.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to Pine Crest. I got there just in time to watch two a**holes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter, and surrounded by a news crew.

Now I feel much better.
Anger management does work.....

as babies

as kids

as teens

AS ADULTS!!! 

Early life

Born on September 1, 1989 in Leipzig, Germany to Simone and Jörg Kaulitz. Tom was born 10 minutes before his identical twin brother Bill. Because they are identical it was very hard to tell them apart at a younger age. This caused many problems and led to the boys having to wear t-shirts with their names printed on the fabric. Simone and Jörg Kaulitz divorced when the twins were seven years old and Simone remarried Gordon Trümper. Their stepfather has a large musical influence on the boys since he plays guitar in a band of his own. This is what started the boys in their work with music (Bill writing lyrics and Tom learning an instrument of his choice). This is the time in which they started to develop their own style and personality.

School Life

While attending school, Tom and Bill were not the popular type. It is said that before and after their fame erupted, they were called names such as ‘Fags’, 'Nutter' and 'Kidband' because of their specific looks. They stated that they were just expressing themselves. But being popular only two months after their debut, they (including Gustav and Georg) were acquited from school attendance for one year because the insults and bashing by their schoolmates got out of hand. The schoolmates seem to have a good grasp of organized psychoterror - collective, they were wearing T-Shirts with the slogan "I will kill Bill and the rest of the Fuckband too". Bill admits in the "Bravo": "Sometimes, you get frightend by what kind of people exist." Apart from the name calling, both boys seemed to do well in school, (supposedly) maintaining a one or two. During the years they were in school, they were known as pranksters, and would constantly pull pranks on their teachers. Their pranks inevitably led to their separation in the seventh grade. Although Tom and Bill (as well as Gustav and Georg) did not finish high school, they are now completing online courses for school credit.

 Personal life

Bill and Tom do not have any other siblings and it is unknown when their parents Simone and Jörg Kaulitz divorced or whether they still see him or not. The boys did remain under the care of their mother and Gordon Trümper after the divorce.

Bill spends most of his time with his brother Tom where they often played video games and sing a bit together. Both boys have had girlfriends in the past and their (supposed) ex-girlfriends spilled all in the popular German magazine, Popcorn . It is in this article that they tell what type of guys they are. Two girls that claimed to have had prior relationships with Tom were interviewed. The first stated that he was very unfaithful during their relationship which lead to their breakup and immediate relocation. The second one said that he was a very shy person during their relationship. When asked about the rumors of Tom having slept with twenty-five girls she responded: "He always makes himself into a big macho man, but when it gets serious, he goes back. But he is a great guy”. The picture of tom being kissed by a german girl on the cheek which appeared everywhere was not tom. the girl was asked and admitted that her boyfriend has the same style as tom, and in a following pic you could tell that it was in fact, a different guy.

 Style and Fashion

Though the boys grew up dressing the same, they eventually branched off into their own styles in their pre-teen years. Bill, with his androgynous looks, could have a style referring to David Bowie with his fashion consisting of selected American band (music) t-shirts, tight and/or straight legged jeans, and punk style jewelry. He is known for wearing thick eyeliner and exotic hair from manga to a lion style mane. It is also said that Bill copied his hair style from Japanese singer Miyavi and band style from HIM. He has two tattoos which consists of his band's logo, Tokio Hotel, on the nape of his neck and a star on his lower abdomen/ hipbone. Bill also has different taste in music. His music style consists of Nena, Green Day, and Keane.

Tom grew up with a more urban root to his style. Consisting of low sagging (over-sized) jeans, oversized shirts and jerseys, American caps and hats, headbands, and dread locks (a meter in length). Tom has different taste music from Bill. When he was younger, he listened to rock bands such as Aerosmith and AC/DC. He now expanded his taste to Hiphop and listens to such artists as Samy Deluxe and Snoop Dogg.

Career

Bill and Tom have been performing together since 2001. Bill has been writing vocals since the age of seven and Tom has been playing guitar since the same age. In 2001, he and Tom met Georg Listing and Gustav Schäfer. After realizing the four boys all shared similar music tastes, they formed a band together under the name Devilish and performed small shows in bars and clubs. In 2003, the group was approached by music producer Peter Hoffmann after discovering Bill on the German version of the popular American television show, Star Search, in which Bill lost in the quarter-finals. They were soon after signed with Universal Music Domestic Division in Hamburg, Germany. At this the point they changed the band's name to Tokio Hotel. Tokio Hotel became a European pop-sensation, in their own right. In 2006, the band re-released their first album Schrei as Schrei - So Laut Du Kannst (Scream – as loud as you can) after Bill's voice fully matured. Their latest studio release, Zimmer 483 (Room 483), was released February 23, 2007. Bill and Tom have also dabbled into acting, having made an uncredited appearance in a German television show, called Verrückt Nach Dir in 1994.But on the other hand Bill provided the voice to the title character in the German dub for the Luc Besson film, Arthur und die Minimoys (Arthur and the Minimoys).

**********how girls flirt***********
1.She calls you by your full name not just a nick name.
2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.
3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.
4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.
5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.
6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.
7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.
8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.
9. You catch her staring at you.
10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.
11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.
12. She turns away from you some times to avoid weird moments.
13. She knows your phone number and address.
14. She will try and talk, and spend time with you as much as possible

15. She's always fixing her hair or shirt to make sure she looks her best.

 

*~*~*HOW GUYS FLIRT*~*~*

1. He stares at you alot.
2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )
3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you
4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school.
5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.
6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process
7. His voice gets softer ("Hey, you") when ever you two talk.
8. You hung up on him. He called you back.
9. You where invited by him to a group outing.
10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.
11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do snort sometimes. Which makes you laugh even harder...
12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation
13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.
14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs, ect.)

15.He dose weird things to try and impress you even when the things he dose are really gross

          

ME AND JAY = Best.Friends.Forever.Even.After.Death. 

 You'll never know how much joy you have brought into my life. Ever since we met on the playground under the trees stomping on ant hills and kicking dandilions in the second grade we been the bestest friends god could have ever brought together. Even if the world was pitch black with all the firey flames of hell being unleashed upon it, i could talk to you and everything would be right in the world. Though times may make it so we barley see each other , i can talk to you and know that nothing can go wrong. We've been thought it all, from our first crushes to our first sleepovers,to our first boyfriends, you've been with me the way. I you ever left me i would die on  the inside and i would'nt talk to anyone until i saw you again. I know this isnt possibly half the the things i want to tell you. If i did tell uyou everything i wanted even an infinet series of 200000 chapter books could not say even one thenth of how much  you mean to me. I just want you to know that as long as there is a god and the universe he created you will always be the sister ive never had , you will always be my Jay, no matter what could ever happen you are and always shall remaine my Jay.

And like you said ..

                in your journal ...

                        theres no Aree......

                                  without Jay. ^_~

                               

                                                             -Areeana-

                                          

I did a report on davey i hope i get an A, the report was suppoesd to be about the person in our lives that is most influencila to us and i picked davey because he was the one that made me decide i wanted to bacome a fasion desinger when i get older because i took one look at him when i didn't even know who he was and loved his style