&! ; The Girl
Maggie; 14; Female; Jersey Girl;
Leo; Music Lover; Bohemian wannabe; Lover of Vampires;
PotC & Edward Scissorhands Fangirl; Blonde
Intellect; Artist; Confused Webdesigner;
Drama queen; Rock & Roll chick.
&! ; She Loves
Johnny Depp; Billie Joe Armstrong; Benji Madden; Billy Martin; Orlando Bloom; Sid Vicious (R.I.P.); Colin Farrell; Angelina Jolie; Julia Stiles; Christina Ricci; Charlize Theron;
Rock & Roll; penguins/animals; movies; PotC; Anne Rice; Lestat; writing; soccer; swimming; reading; drawing; art; Europe; New York City; rain; night; the moon.
&! ; She Hates
Slutty Celebrities; My blondeness and shyness; Bands who don't play their own music, sing their own songs, or write their own material; animal cruelty; fast food; math; homework; getting up early; hatefullness; suicide; pessimism; depression; public bathrooms; lack of originality.
&! ; The Playlist
Green Day; Good Charlotte; Brand New; Coheed and Cambria; LostProphets; Avenged Sevenfold; Thrice; Garbage; AFI; American Hi-Fi; Pennywise; Bowling for Soup; Blink-182; Matchbook Romance; Taking Back Sunday; My Chemical Romance; Linkin Park; The Used; Less than Jake; Jack off Jill; MXPX; Mest; Rancid; Sex Pistols; Goo Goo Dolls; Dead Poetic; Smile Empty Soul; Finger Eleven; Sarah Mclachlan; Evanescence; Norah Jones; Savage Garden; The Corrs; The Beatles; Rolling Stones; The Ramones; Third Eye Blind; Genesis; Tori Amos; Maroon 5; etc.
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Jul 1, 2004
I recently finished the novel Queen of the Damned. Familiar with it? Maybe you are. It's by Anne Rice, you should very well know, and a horrific film was made out of it. Do you know the book now? Hm. Well, it was rather enjoyable. Not quite as good as the last two (Interview with the Vampire and The Vampire Lestat.) According to Amanda, however, the following works aren't very good, but I suppose I'll read them anyway.
.. I sit here, listening to Ryan Farish's CD. I truly have no meaning to my existance. Then again, how the hell does anyone expect to put meaning behind it all? We may be different, but in form we are all the same. We're all made of the same organic material; have our own fears, hopes, dreams. What if this really is all there is? We live for a while, we die, and thats it. Nothing after that. Absolute nothing. Then again, if that is so, its even scarier that we'll never know it. We'll be nothing, and we won't even know it. That terrifies me.
.. However, maybe, maybe this is just the effect on the atheism of the vampires in Anne Rice's novels. I don't think even one of them even clings to the idea of a supreme being. Then again, how do they even know? They're immortals, yes, but its the demon inside them each that makes them strong; Gives them such a detachment and such a lust for blood. They're wise from age, from experience.. and I suppose in such a point of desperation, such a point in which they lose all belief, that God becomes non-existant. I still believe in God. Does that make me as deluded as I say I am? Or am I truly right in my beliefs? Maybe I'll know someday. And maybe I won't ever know. Maybe none of us ever will.
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