"Just look at me. Look at me now, I'm a fake." - I'm A Fake - The Used

"Oh my gosh, she's so fake!"

If you look around enough, you hear this phrase more than enough. What do you see when you read this sentence on the internet, or maybe even a book or magazine? A tall, tan girl who's very thin and bottle blond, with fake boobs and wide hips? A girl who piles on makeup as if it were her very lifeline and looks foolish for doing it? A girl who walks around saying she's someone she's more than clearly not? Is this all it takes to make a fake? I don't think so.
I think everyone can be a little fake at times. I mean, we have to be; we don't want society eating our brains out for little things, so we make intricate masks to hide the shameful secrets we hold. It's quite simple, really.
So why are we making out just a small percentage of people to be "fake", while we ourselves hide the deepest feelings? Who knows, who knows? I'm just a girl, but look at me, look at me now. I'M A FAKE.


Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA

"I buried myself alive on the inside so I can shut you out." - Buried Myself Alive, The Used

Okay, so school's sneaking up on me again like the sneaking thing it is. I only have three days of vacation left to goof off, and let me tell you, it royally sucks. I only have three full days of peace (or not, if my dad's girlfriend keeps coming over) before I have to worry about tests and drama. Oh joy.
But it's not all bad; I just got the 2 other The Used albums I needed (The Used and In Love and Death), and...that's about it. :/ I just hope that this semester won't suck as bad as last semester. And I start taking Gym. Oh, joy. >_>
Okay, so I might have said some bad things about a certain person here...I have actually changed my mind about her. She's actually not that bad (I mean, come on, would a bad person be nice and give you ice cream?...Don't answer that); I think I didn't like her because I thought she was going to try to be a replacement for my mom, and that's not the case. I admit it! I was wrong! Also, I'd like to say that I was also a little bit jealous that my dad's attention wasn't fully on me and my sister. *attention whore* But, Priscilla isn't as bad as I make her out to be.

Sincerely,
ANTIKIRA