You Know What I Love?
Hannah Georgas.
Thats what I Love.
You know what I hate?
How I've Mistreated TheO.
I'm a Horrible, Horrible friend, Arent I?
I Use you for homework, I abuse you, And I Forget about you.
I'm Really, Truly sorry.
But Hopefully you'll still Put up with me?
Please?
Beleive it or not, I need you.
Not just for my Homework,
But as a Vent,
Something.
Even if no body comments,
Even if Nobody Really cares,
I Promise I Care,
I've just... Been Fucked lately.
Really and Truly Fucked.
I Suppose I Should be Censoring myself, Hey?
Whatever,
So, on Thursday Guess who Gets to go to ther-rape-y? I do! What Fun.
I honestly find it funny how my thoughts on therapy change so very very often, and quickly.
So, the real problem is that I have No Fucking Clue what to talk about, and I'm kinda scared, honestly.
What if I Let old pleas slip?
What if I confess about Jocelyn?
What if I Tell her(My Therapist) About Amby? Or Ruki? Or the worst of all, Kazzie?
What if the One hour for twelve weeks does nothing?
What if I'm Forever Fucked?
I'm Too young for this.
Jesus Christ, I Wish this was Easier than this.
I Wish Life was Easier than this.
Wow, I'm a broken fucking record arent i?
I had more to say, but now I Dont.
I'm really sorry,
I'm fucking Pathetic.
Love,
Becca
She was Not like the other androids, though they were modelled after her her. No, she was an archangel thrown to earth because of one single, horrible mistake. She was not credited as the hero she was but was recognized as a misfit, a trouble maker, an Angel of sin. She did not kill those who sinned, she did not save those who didn’t, she simply let them be until the rightful time. Her mistake was becoming close to the angel Lucifer, who began to darken her bit by bit.
She was weak on earth, her body wasn’t meant for this atmosphere. Lucifer had decided she wasn’t worth it, she was just like he was now. But before he left, He gave her a metal body.
“Your beauty will shine through this metallic skin, You will live on upon this planet. You do not deserve to be dragged hell and Live amongst the flames, but here, among the sun.” Lucifer spoke sweetly. Willow was shocked; he was nothing like the other angels had said he was.
Willow’s soul merged with the lifeless, shiny metal. As they merged, the metal became more human, more beautiful. Though cold and hard to the touch, and without a heart, Willow was alive again. Shrouded in a light black cloth, She couldn’t stand, and just fell to the ground and closed her eyes.
Danielle May, a then-industrial arts student, had created Willow’s body. She had left it locked up in her studio. She went to work on the body’s inner workings, it was for her final project. When It was not there, she began to freak out. She began to look outside of the studio in the alleys, to see a beautiful girl laying against the wall. She looked too pristine to be a street kid, so she tried to wake her up. She touched her arm, and it was cold. “Could she be… dead?” Danielle thought to herself. “This is the safest part of town, how could this happen?”
Willow, still laying still on the ground was listening to Danielle speak. She was desperately trying to figure out how to move her lips, her hand, anything. “I’m Okay.” Willow finally spat out, “An Angel submerged in tin. I Don’t know how to move, Help me.”
“Of course, of course.” Danielle decided she’s try to lift her. “The weight is the same as my- How did you…?”
“I’m sorry, I Did not know this was anybody’s empty shell, Lucifer… He gave it to me. He saved me. He isn’t worthy of being the king of the underworld, He’s truly a kind soul.” Willow said, somewhat sleepily, Her voice soft, and smooth. “Teach me how to be like a human. It’s been thousands of years since I’ve been on earth, and now I’m here for the rest of my possible life.” She pleaded.
“In return for me using you as a Prototype for my attempt at creating true mechanical life and perfection, I’d be glad to.” So Danielle and willow became each other’s teachers. Willow learned Modern English, how to move properly in the steel skin, and She learned how to perform and sing. Danielle began on her clone of Willow, And got the basics done in time for the deadline.
About five years in the future, The MayTech Mechanical Life Company had their third line of Willow’s Copies, Perfected not only outside, but inside as well. Each had their own digital personality, programmable of course by the costumer who purchased them. That takes us to the Android auction.
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“People have asked what I do for a living.” Danielle May Began talking from the darkness of the stage. “What I Say is that What I do is create beauty, perfection. Trivial position, isn’t it? A woman creating better looking women? These androids are beautiful, but…” She stepped gracefully into the pale blue spotlight, “I Don’t have much to worry about.” The crowd laughed, Her tone was so alluring, it matched her body language perfectly.
“Now, Even Maytech’s most beautifully made android could not even compare to the perfection of tonight’s performer, The ArchAndroid Willow Alaina!” The image of raw perfection walked on stage with a certain swagger that separated her Completely from the rows of robots behind her.
“Watch yourself now.” The Pale image of beauty grasped at the microphone as her deep red hair wisped past her shoulders. She began to sing, like the angel she used to be. Dancing, her feet floated above the ground.
Maytech’s “copies” of Willow walked down the aisle in different styles and skin colours. Some 150 people were sitting in the futuristic room, shrouded in vintage clothing, All but one. A Young boy, there with his Sisters and their fiancés, stood as the third “Willow” walked out, She was softer looking than the original, and more modern in style. He wanted her, but he was not given a Bidding Stick because of his age and clothing.
Willow continued to sing,
“Copies flying on,
Screaming, shouting,
Cause an uproar,
Slide on, my friend,
We’ll never meet again.”
She was confident in herself, her feet still seemingly hovering. Willow felt joy watching person after person, man after man, woman after woman Hold up a stick for copies of her. Lucifer was right, she was meant to live amongst the sun.
“Shayne, Be a good man and get us some champagne, would you?” One of the boy’s sister’s fiancés asked of him.
“Sure, Its not like I have anything to do up here.” Shayne replied. He crawled out from the clump of seats over to the bar and asked quietly for a bottle of champagne and 6 glasses.
“This ain’t for you, is it?” The ill-fitting bar tender asked.
“No Sir, my Sisters and their Fiancés.”
“Well, Alright then.” The bar tender passed him a large bottle and 6 glasses. Shayne gave it to his ungrateful sisters. He then left them and walked towards the stage.
Willow noticed the boy as he wandered Alone. He stood out from the rest of the crowd, He wasn’t as classy or as worrisome as the rest of her audience, He intrigued her. Since Danielle began manufacturing her androids, Willow hadn’t gone out much, her life was restricted to this. Workshop, factory, auction, workshop, factory, auction… it was an endless rotation of attempts at perfection.
Willow knew that she was far from perfect, even if she was human, Even if she were still an angel. She was beautiful, but certainly not perfect. She knew Danielle had done something Horrible, because before the androids came, she never really stood out in public, and nobody really looked at her the way they do now.
Shayne stood near the edge of the stage, looking in awe at Willow’s pale skin. The auction was coming to a close, and there were fewer androids left, though it still seemed like an army to Shayne. Willow began to slow herself down as the last 2 androids descended. Then she stopped all together when she saw Danielle holding what looked like a sinister Bidding stick. Willow dropped the microphone when she saw Danielle flip the top of the ”Bidding Stick” to reveal a blue button. Willow was sure Danielle had done something horrible. And She was about to do something worse.
She ran to Danielle, who was laughing almost hysterically. “What are you Doing!? Why are their receptors flashing!?” Willow said, panicked.
“Its been fun, Willow. But I have finally reached my goal. Almost Every one in this room has bought one of you. A Cheap, pathetic imitation of a reject angel, Your not even that beautiful, but They were Trained to think you are.”
“Danielle, what are you talking about?” Willow said, “You brainwashed them? How?”
“Through you, of course. The frequencies of your voice, plus our edited Microphones and the lyrics, They all conditioned their minds. They even warned them about tonight.” Danielle explained. “You killed them.”
Shayne had been listening in on everthing Danielle had said.
“Well, From what I’ve heard, you killed them. You conditioned her to be like this, you changed the microphones and you wrote the lyrics.” He said sternly, walking slowly up to Danielle. “So, how are you planning to kill All the people in here? Explosion?”
“Of course not, The people will go home with their androids and Live happily, until a mental breakdown when they realize they are in love with a piece of metal, and that will kill them.” Danielle explained further, “Now, Boy, You’ve heard too much. But then again, who would believe you? Your, what, 16? For all the press would care, your just jealous of MayTech’s success, or your Obsessed with the original, really there’s a million different possibilities.”
“He’ll have me to back up his story.” Willow grabbed his hand.
“Not for long, Sweet-pea. Not For long.” Danielle took a
So, That title may or may not make sense. But it will in 3, 2, 1~
I Got bit by a Spider in my sleep, right on my Wrist, So, I Think I Might turn into Spiderman soon. Ever notice that Spiderman is one of the only BIG super heros without a female counterpart? Well, You're reading her Post as we Speak.
And the Whole Vampire Bruise thing? yeah. Well, I Hit my Arm on Drewbadoo's Basketball hoop on the way into her house, and I got bruised. I Looked at it later and It looks like a vampire bite. But more Bruised.
So, I Am Dracu-Spiderwoman.
Oh. Hell. Yes.
So, As Per Usual, Its been a while. I Feel like a horrible friend to you guys, cause I Really do love you.
Oh Well, All we can do is try, hey?
So, I Think 2 weeks ago was Art camp.
We were gone for three days to camp arnes. The art stuff wasn't that fun, But what we did during free time was.
So, First off, let me tell you Who Was In our cabin; Me, Jessica, Drew, Kyleen, Jocelyn<3, and Ashely. Completely unsupervised, Wich isnt the smartest cause We were probably the loudest. And Oh, I see you've noticed the heart by Jocelyn's name. Well, I've been crushing on her, HARD.
Anyway, First day, We got there around lunch. I Think we Had sloppy joes... Pretty damn good. After that we Either Played Pool Ball or Human Foosball. Confused yet? Well, Human Foosball is where you go into this like, miniature hockey rink type thing outside, and You strap yourself to a pipe thats holding a pole and play soccer. Dangerr!
And Pool Ball, Well, I think Pool Ball would have to be shown to you.
Yeah. You see the girl standing beside drew?
Thats Jocelyn.
:)
So, After that We Went on a sound walk, and then picked up an item that we had to sketch 3 times. Then was some More free time, I think me and Jocelyn went down to the rocks/lake... It was so beautiful. I Think we spent most of our free time there. Then Was dinner, which I Ferget what was. Then during MORE free time Jocelyn and Drew got into a "fight" With Ashley. Then was the campfire. So, You know how Alot of teachers seem kinda Bitchy? Well, thats Our art teacher Ms. Spalding. But, During the fire, It was Kinda Hilarious. So, A: She would Yell "Marshmellows!" Every time she saw the bag. B: She explained how she seems to make Marshmellows. "I Try to get the perfect marshmellow, and I Get so close but then I'm Like 'Ooh Shiny!' And then its like 'Fire!'" C:(lol, SMILEY!) She was Very, VERY Excited about the cookies.
Ms Spalding? You Rock.
Lights out was 11, but we stopped talking at about 12-1 ish. Everything else was pretty routine. Me and Jocelyn went to the rocks about 90% of our free time.
Then we were on a bus back to school. Oh Well, It was fun while it lasted right?
Other than that Life has been pretty boring.
I've been watching this british show called Skins, I'm watching Season three right now, So Good<3
I<3 Naomily!
Oh My, Just had a Fan Girl Moment there, Didn't we?
Well, Imma leave you with my new favorite Poem
Photograph by Andrea Gibson
I wish I was a photograph
tucked into the corners of your wallet
I wish I was a photograph
you carried like a future in your back pocket
I wish I was that face you show to strangers
when they ask you where you come from
I wish I was that someone that you come from
every time you get there
and when you get there
I wish I was that someone who got phone calls
and postcards saying
wish you were here
I wish you were here
autumn is the hardest season
the leaves are all falling
and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground
and the trees are naked and lonely
I keep trying to tell them
new leaves will come around in the spring
but you can't tell trees those things
they're like me they just stand there
and don't listen
I wish you were here
I've been missing you like crazy
I've been hazy eyed
staring at the bottom of my glass again
thinking of that time when it was so full
it was like we were tapping the moon for moonshine
or sticking straws into the center of the sun
and sipping like icarus would forever kiss
the bullets from our guns
I never meant to fire you know
I know you never meant to fire lover
I know we never meant to hurt each other
now the sky clicks from black to blue
and dusk looks like a bruise
I've been wrapping one night stands
around my body like wedding bands
but none of them fit in the morning
they just slip off my fingers and slip out the door
and all that lingers is the scent of you
I once swore if I threw that scent into a wishing well
all the wishes in the world would come true
do you remember
do you remember the night I told you
I've never seen anything more perfect than
than snow falling in the glow of a street light
electricity bowing to nature
mind bowing to heartbeat
this is gonna hurt bowing to I love you
I still love you like moons love the planets they circle around
like children love recess bells
I still hear the sound of you
and think of playgrounds
where outcasts who stutter
beneath braces and bruises and acne
are finally learning that their rich handsome bullies
are never gonna grow up to be happy
I think of happy when I think of you
so wherever you are I hope you're happy
I really do
I hope the stars are kissing your cheeks tonight
I hope you finally found a way to quit smoking
I hope your lungs are open and breathing your life
I hope there's a kite in your hand
that's flying all the way up to orion
and you still got a thousand yards of string to let out
I hope you're smiling
like god is pulling at the corners of your mouth
cause I might be naked and lonely
shaking branches for bones
but I'm still time zones away
from who I was the day before we met
you were the first mile
where my heart broke a sweat
and I wish you were here
I wish you'd never left
but mostly I wish you well
I wish you my very very best
Part One:
EMO
[x] you own at least 5 black shirts
[x] you like skinny jeans
[x] you’re listening to music right now
[x] you have painted your fingernails black before
[x] You have more than 300 songs on your ipod/ mp3/ itunes
[x] Like the color black
[] dislike most girly girls
[x] have dyed your hair dark or want to
[x] sometimes like to be alone
[] hate popular music
[x] keep hair in front of your face
[x] have given people evil stares
[] don't get along with parents
[x] Life sucks for you
[x] have been called emo
[x] Dislike the colors pink, teal and baby blue
[x] Complain a lot
[x] owned a studded belt or want one
[x]listen to rock, metal, screamo music.
Total: 17
Part Two:
SLUTTTY /WHORRE
[] own more than 10 mini shorts
[x] have kissed more than 2 people in one night
[] have been called a slutt
[] sometimes likes to drink
[x] ever wore low cut shirts
[] have been called a teasee
[x] Flirt with every guy!(Alot of girls)
[] love the opposite sexx(Honestly, I Despite most males. MOST. Not all, Most.)
[x] always going/having to parties/ sleepovers
[] own 5 tube tops
[] you kiss because you think its fun
Total: 4
Part Three:
JOCK
[] Own at least 5 jerseys
[] Have 10 or more trophies
[] Wear hair in ponytail like everyday
[] Love sports
[] Own 5 or more sweatpants
[x] Don't wear makeup
[x] Have / had played lacrosse
[] Play more than 2 sports
[x] Can play a sport if you’ve never played it before
[x] You play/ played Basketball on a team
[x] You play/ played baseball- softball on a team
[x] You play/ played soccer on a team
[x]You play/played volleyball on a team
[] You run/ran track
[] You play/ played football on a team
[] Been called a jock
[] Have set a record
[] Are friends with your coach
[] Love watching sports
[] can do 15 push ups without getting tired
Total: 7
Part Four:
NERD
[x] wear your pants at your waist
[] have/had braces/or getting
[] in advanced classes
[] On Math team
[] Have all A’s
[] Like spending time with your parent(s)
[x] have been called a nerd
[] are *annoyed* or bullied
[] LOVE to learn
[x] Like your teachers
[x] Watch history channel
[x] never go anywhere on the weekends
[x] Have been called weird
[]scared to talk to the opposite sexx
[x] Don't have pics of yourself on facebook
[] read a book a month
[] You read on your last spring break
[] Have your own website
[] wear pocket protectors
Total: 7
Part Five:
PREP
[] you own mostly aeropostale
[x] you like to shop at Forever 21(I Would if I was American and Skinny)
[] charlotte rousse
[x] wet seal/ delia*s
[] you do/have cheerleaded
[x] you like rap/hip hop music
[x] you like to go to parties
[] you enjoy yourself no matter what
[x] you like the colors pink, yellow, green(Yellow and green)
[x] for the most part, you're organized
Total: 6
If you haven’t noticed the parts represent the 5 high school BIG stereotypes
Multiply each number by 5 then repost as “_% stereotype
85% emo
20% sluttty
35% jock
35% nerd
30% prep
