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Fatally Gorgeous

I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all.

Created on 2006-02-13 23:08:21 (#9506386), last updated 2007-06-06

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Name:	No Angel
Website:	A dollar for your insides?

Bio

How can you say you meant anything different?

They call it love, it might be premature, but they don't need excuses to feel ~~used~~, to feel lust, to feel wanted for once.

Name: Johnny Seward. aka Johnny Christ
Age: 15

It can't rain all the time.

Teenage stalkers are completely harmless; it's when we get cars that you have to worry.

Love is a nineteen year old guy who can go from being the biggest asshole to the sweetest guy to the most horny guy in the course of an hour. In other words, him. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight. I remember hating you for loving me.

I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart ~~still~~ tries to beat.

I should have turned and ran like hell last time I got the taste of you.

This place was never the same again after you came and went.

If I die in my sleep, are you still willing to be everything you promised you would be?

Johnny is extremely hormonal.

"Lip Gloss and Black" totally turns him on. Both the video and the song itself.

He laughs at inappropriate times.

"(we are all the corpses bored with our own funerals, the toys you left behind.)"

He will, as Quinn said, refuse to do something just because you told him to do it.

He is too emotional.
He takes things too seriously.

He secretly wishes he lived in a world like the manga he's reading, where people have cat ears and tails until they're "grown up". Even though he would've already lost them by now.

"Behind the hatred there lies a murderous desire for love."

He's both as naive and aware as he seems.

He hates being labeled and judged, but deliberately walks right into it time and again.

He falls into periods of depression all the time, just to gain some feel of being a "normal" teenager.

He's such a sucker for those sweet talkers.
Call him "baby" and he'll melt.

"He fell in love with sunsets at 4 in the afternoon."

He's said before that "Sleep is a goddamn dirty tease. And not the good kind because in the end you get no sleep."

He thinks he's a danger to himself.

He gets attached to people really quickly.

"You can't break this kid's heart, he is so far beyond that."

He's really affectionate with people he likes.

He can't let people go.

He holds grudges.

"No one has ever fallen in love with anyone with a smile that's just dripping "please die"."

He may like you for about five seconds.
And then completely give up on you.

He craves approval.

And can't stand authority.

"He dropped an "I love you" (thank god the wind caught it before it was heard)."

He's addicted to the computer.
But can barely get online.

He has an unhealthy obsession with boys in bands.
Especially muscled, shirtless boys in bands.

He hardly ever sleeps.

"The boy pulled the withered thorn from his side and in the blood he scrawled "I love you. I am never coming back."

He's extremely hard on himself.

He loves to piss people off.

He lives to annoy people.

"Say a prayer for everything you've ever loved 'cause you will never see it again."

He laughs at Seize the Day.
"Get off the coffin!"

He thinks he and Syn are totally and completely confused as to the other's feelings.

He thinks he's better off with him than someone else.

The one person he listens to he feels like he fails the most.
"Keep your chin up and your nose clean, yeah?"
~~"I'll try."~~

And he likes speaking in the third person.

"When it's all over just remember every single word you ever said was always just a bullet in his head."

It's ~~never~~ too late.

Who I am ~~hates~~ who I've been. And who I am will take the second chance you gave me.

Standing alone on the street with a cigarette on the first night we met.

I'd cut you out, just to hear you scream.

You told me that you want to die, I said I've been there myself more than a few times.

You said tonight is a wonderful night to die. Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are.

It's one or another, between a rope and a bottle.

You'll always feel this way, 'cause things they never work out right.

The drugs begin to peak
A smile of joy arrives in me
But sedation changes to panic and nausea
And breath starts to shorten
And heartbeats pound softer
You won't try to save me!
You just want to hurt me and leave me desperate!

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had.
I can forget, the times that I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

You won't leave me alone!
Chisel my heart out of stone, I give in everytime.

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had
I can forget, the times that I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

I bet you laugh, at the thought of me thinking for myself. (myself)
I bet you believe, that I'm better off with you than someone else.
Your face arrives again, all hope I had becomes surreal.
But under your covers more torture than pleasure
And just past your lips there's more anger than laughter
Not now or forever will I ever change you
I know that to go on, I'll break you, my habit!

You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had.
I can forget, the times when I was
Lost and depressed from the awful truth
How do you do it?
You're my heroine!

I will save myself!