i guess you're just what i needed. &hearts

you don't love me at all,
but don't think it bothers me at all..
but you're so damn hot.
you're so damn hot.
yeah, you're so damn hot.
yeah, you're so damn hot.
oh.



hey, g-g-g-get over it.



you're a million ways to be cruel.



i admit it, i've become an
ok go freak.

you're a million ways to be cruel.

sometimes, i question pretty much everything. right now is one of those times.

last night was amazing.
seriously.
it was one of the best nights of my life.

everyone needs a friend who will just hold them while they cry.
and won't say, "sssh," or, "it'll be okay.."
but just say, "hillary, just cry. come here."
to me, that's andrea.

we were listening to rent, and as soon as it hit without you..
i was inconsolable.
i thought i was fine, and i thought i was over it, but apparently i wasn't.
i don't know.
it's really confusing.

i also came to the realization that mick isn't all that bad.
i guess i knew that, but before a couple weeks ago, if we had been in the situation we were in yesterday, he would have been kicked, and my hair would have probably been pulled.
we were actually fine.
this made me happy.

we were going to watch taste of chaos this morning, but apparently mick broke the dvd player.
=[
dayum.
then i went home.
after sue marie made me a really good smoothie.

anyways.
last night kicked ass.

geeeeez, i love her.

xx sue marie: just like i will be with ben "HEY BITCH...YOU NO MESS WITH MY REE, OR MY FOOT IN YOUR GROIN! AND YOUR TESTACLE BE LIKE PULP!!!"
xx sue marie: and then i boomerang my pizza crust at his lunch detentionalized head
Mrs Mikey Way9: lmfao
Mrs Mikey Way9: iloveyou!
xx sue marie: and he be like OW and i be like "WHATNOW BITCH?!?!?!"
xx sue marie: i love you to babe
Mrs Mikey Way9: *dies laughing*
Mrs Mikey Way9: that's mean though
Mrs Mikey Way9: we're friends now.
xx sue marie: yeah
xx sue marie: but i will still pizza crust boomerang his ass
Mrs Mikey Way9: hahahhahhahahhahhaa.
xx sue marie: and it'll be like...whoa
Mrs Mikey Way9: HEY
xx sue marie: HEY!
Mrs Mikey Way9: YOU STOLE MY SIMILE
Mrs Mikey Way9: THAT'S MINE
xx sue marie: oh
xx sue marie: my b
Mrs Mikey Way9: yeah, you hurrd.
xx sue marie: i did
Mrs Mikey Way9: byebye nigg
Mrs Mikey Way9: see you lattuh.
xx sue marie: i think im leaving...?
Mrs Mikey Way9: i thought your brother was taking over
xx sue marie: he was...then he left
Mrs Mikey Way9: AHYAY!
xx sue marie: lol
xx sue marie: i need a batterie
Mrs Mikey Way9: HAHAHHAHA
Mrs Mikey Way9: BATTERY*
Mrs Mikey Way9: nigg can't spell.
xx sue marie: i know
Mrs Mikey Way9: lzrrr.
xx sue marie: i still need a battery
Mrs Mikey Way9: *burps*
Mrs Mikey Way9: there's your fuckin' battery.
xx sue marie: YAY!!
xx sue marie: well i need a physical one
xx sue marie: no offense to yours
Mrs Mikey Way9: ooh i'll give you physical.
xx sue marie: *undresses*
Mrs Mikey Way9: OHYESBABY
Mrs Mikey Way9: oh please
xx sue marie: uuuuhhhh
Mrs Mikey Way9: ...
Mrs Mikey Way9: ohgodyes
Mrs Mikey Way9: hahahh.
xx sue marie: you know you want it
Mrs Mikey Way9: mmm yessss
Mrs Mikey Way9: ohplease, ohgod OH
Mrs Mikey Way9: wow, sue
Mrs Mikey Way9: you're even better than gumby's father!
xx sue marie: i know
xx sue marie: not so shabby yourself
xx sue marie: had some practice?
Mrs Mikey Way9: i know
Mrs Mikey Way9: I WAS ABOUT TO SAY
Mrs Mikey Way9: "WELL I'VE HAD PRACTICE"
Mrs Mikey Way9: think i better go pack.
xx sue marie: see im just psychic like that
Mrs Mikey Way9: ILOVEYOU
Mrs Mikey Way9: i'll call you on my way.
xx sue marie: I LOVE YOU MORE
Mrs Mikey Way9: =]
Mrs Mikey Way9: ohSNAP!
xx sue marie: we should do this again sometime
xx sue marie: what?
xx sue marie: *reluctantly dresses*
Mrs Mikey Way9: =[
Mrs Mikey Way9: we'll continue when i get there.
Mrs Mikey Way9: k, baby?
xx sue marie: i know
xx sue marie: i look forward to it

it's just lovely when you hear Wonderwall in the car with your best friend's mom and break down crying.
yeah. full out sobbing.
she asked if i was pregnant. wtf.


Dewaholic30: poop. i'm sorry. i love you no matter what

thank god someone does.

"if i get service in the middle of the ocean, yes, i will answer the phone. no, i won't let kevin talk to you."-ilovemykellybutterweck.. yussir.
i've been in a terrible mood lately.
i don't know what it is, but i've been snapping at every little thing.
and i'm terrified of losing you.

anyways, now you all get to hear about what i've been doing lately.
exciting, eh?
yes, that's what i thought.

• playing Rent in my basement with andrea. wow. hahaha. i got to dance on the table.
• the julian casablancas proactiv commercial, starring me as julian.
• getting paint on my wall.. shit. and then trying to scrub it off with EVERYTHING. "Hillary. This won't work." "yes it will. see? removes all stains.. ..carpet cleaner. damn." including toilet bowl cleaner, and spit. "you realize we're basically putting spit on my wall and wiping it around, hoping it will come off?" "Yes. In 5 minutes, this will seem funny, you will stop crying, and we will fall on our backs and laugh."
• trying to climb around my room and falling multiple times.
• sobbing in bed with andrea. yeah. we laid there and SOBBED. over the fact that we love each other, and we love our boyfriends an incredible amount. so we sobbed, put on hillary's make out music [none of that, now.], and held each other. it was a bonding moment.
• making a coo new friend.
• going to hobby lobby and sliding down the aisle, falling, and trying to get up, but falling again.
• "THAT'S MY FUCKING PIG. I WANT THE RAINBOW ONE."
• sitting at home and gangster-dancing to rap.. day-um.
• "haha. a flute. i will ... BLOW IT."
• finding out that the strokes are coming to tulsa.
• running around in tights under shorts and teased out hair with andreaaaa.
• laying in bed, listening to death cab and dashboard, with my candles on, and the covers over my head, eating grapes.

but, alas.
there were bad things.

• andrew ALMOST walking in on me m-bating. jeeeeeeeez.
• the 7 hour long screaming match with my family.
• reforming an old habit.
• getting yelled at by derek.
• spending the part of my weekend that i wasn't with andrea crying.
• finding out derek isn't a wealth of knowledge.
• mass confusion.
• getting something blamed on me.

derek and i are talking about rainbows, and love.
it's pretty deep.

Mrs Mikey Way9: i wonder where rainbows end.
Dewaholic30: somewhere
Mrs Mikey Way9: we're going to have a deep, insightful conversation.
Mrs Mikey Way9: about love, rainbows, and unicorns.
Mrs Mikey Way9: =]
Mrs Mikey Way9: i'm the little sister. entertain me.
Dewaholic30: im goin to bed
Mrs Mikey Way9: NOYOUARENOT.
Mrs Mikey Way9: RAINBOWS,LOVE,ANDUNICORNS.
Mrs Mikey Way9: PANNDDAAAAAA.
Mrs Mikey Way9: imma beat choo up.
Dewaholic30: night poop, much love
Mrs Mikey Way9: dayumm.
Mrs Mikey Way9: burn.
Mrs Mikey Way9: i love you, pandaa.

 

 

Mrs Mikey Way9: derek, i LOVE him.
Mrs Mikey Way9: what am i supposed to do?
Mrs Mikey Way9: i don't want to lose him..
Dewaholic30: iunno
Mrs Mikey Way9: well thank you, oh wise one.
Mrs Mikey Way9: you give the best brotherly advice EVER.
Dewaholic30: what am i supposed to say?
Mrs Mikey Way9: i don't know.
Mrs Mikey Way9: but not "iunno"
Dewaholic30: its after midnight, im really tired, and i cant think of anything
Dewaholic30: but i love you
Mrs Mikey Way9: shure you do.
Dewaholic30: poop. i'm sorry. i love you no matter what
Mrs Mikey Way9: k.
Mrs Mikey Way9: i love you too.
Mrs Mikey Way9: *hug*
Dewaholic30: hug
Mrs Mikey Way9: you are a good brother, sometimes.
Mrs Mikey Way9: when you obey.
Dewaholic30: lol


dayyyuum, i love my brother.
=] crikey.

geez, you know you have a cool grandma when she emails you at 1:00 in the morning, and doesn't even say, "shouldn't you be in bed?"
no, instead, she asks you whether she'd look okay in a short pink skirt.
dayyum. i can't wait for her to move back. seriously. i miss that woman.
plus she stole my fall out boy cd. and i want it back.
but that's beside the point.

i give up.

seriously.

hillary.

gives.

up.

i'm bored.
yeahh.
i'm making pizza, and stuff.

awwh, i have gt tomorrow.
yayyy. =]
i'm such a lzr, haha.

yeah.
i really want some propel.
baaaddd.
=[

and a hug.

hillary got livejournal.
there are several reasons for this, and i know you are all on the edges of your seats, saying, "OH TELL US."
never fear.
i will.

• the boyfriend goes on and on about how livejournal >>> xanga.
• i've had livejournal. i rather enjoyed it. and i had friends. s'yeah.

the end.

hmmm.
i guess. you should know who i am.

it's hard for me to say.. but.. i'm a pretty big deal.
my name is hillary, and i'm the cutest thing since rainbow brite.
ask anyone. they'll tell you the same.

 hello kitty is the shit. immature? yes. but fun.
 this is my bridge, and that is my stick. you will stay far away from it.
 my eyes are prettier than yours, and you are jealous.
 i like gnomes, and if you don't, shush.
i'm ugly, and in pictures, i will try to distract you by making funny faces.
it's the truth.
 i like holding hands and long walks on the beach. except nix that last part.
 that is le boyfriend. ben. jealous? you should be.

anyways.
yeah.
today sucked.
i slept.
all day.
boredom, and no ipod, for the parentals have taken it awayyy.
=/
laaamme.