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Little Red Riding Hood,

Why do you run?

Why do you fear?

If I put on my wooly coat,

Would you still leave?

 

Little Red Riding Hood,

Your coat, a shiny sun.

Where is your mirror

to see behind you?

Who am I?

 

Little Red Riding Hood,

Do you know?

All I want is a cookie,

With red frosting.

I am hunting.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!

Whoooo loves cookies more than I doooo!!!!!D8

Cookies are as good as oxygen for meh!!

....I GOT FAT AGAIN!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

Awww I have to start diet again...8'( I will start tomorrow!!!!!! ...How many times have I said that???

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BUUUUUUT!!!!

No worries!!^^ A super good diet was discovered!!xD ...by my doggy....:|

Humm anyway it iiiiiiiiiiiiiis *dram rolls*...

EATING ONLY FAVORITE THINGS DIEEEEEEET!!!!!!!XDDD

.......Yah Innorite.8/

 

I. am. a. cookieholic.

There is no way around the fact that I love cookies... possibly more than anyone in the entire world. I eat tons of fruits and vegetables, but at the end of the day those just don't leave me feeling satisfied. I need to fill my cookie quota. The smell, the texture, the delicious flavor! All such magnificent qualities of the food that I love (and need) the most.

I eat cookies like they're falling off the top of the food pyramid right into my mouth.
I eat cookies like there's a diamond at the bottom of the jar.
I eat cookies like my life depends on it.

OM NOM NOM COOKIES! omgomgomg. And the worst part is that I make some of the most delicious cookies. Whenever I so please, I'll pull out the flour, the sugars, the baking soda, salt, vanilla extract, eggs, butter, and (depending on my mood) chocolate chips or M&Ms. Then I mix it all togteher, eat half of the dough, and make the rest into the most scrumptious cookies my heart desires.

But do you know what really drove home my cookieholicism? I took a facebook quiz the other day to see which LOLcat I am aaand I ended up with this one:

HOW DID THEY KNOW? 
My problem must be really obvious.

So now that I've stated the problem, we'll see what I can do about it...

I'm a cupcake cutter!!!!! HAHA! but really I may dress sometimes like a lot of the scene/emo/punk kids dress, sure i know i do, but really I'm a one of the kind kid when it comes to the way i act and talk. I don't want to hear you call me  clone cuz  i don't give a flip what i do. I'll dress the way i like, if that means the same as a sop called 'Emo' kid or a so called 'preppy' kid, then so be it, but i tend to dance to my own disco. Maybe i'm the trend setter....ok i know i'm not but still i'm not looking in mags seeing what i should wear. I'm looking in stores and saying hey i really like this, or hey i really don't like this. so what ever, think what you will it's really ok, cuz at the end of the day, I'm still trying to find out who i am just like you are.

P.S. it's so hard to typ fast with fake nails!!!!

PART 1:

I thought I would never learn to breathe again. My passion for killing was unexplainable. Being 16 is hard enough, but having this need to kill everyone I cross paths with on top of that is too much. There is only one person, one girl, that I feel the need to protect. Ariella Vancar, my heart. Ariela has light brown hair that looks like it should be in a shampoo comerical and emeral pale green eyes that burn into your soul. She looks like she shold have  been born in the 1800s. Her features  are very sophisiticated and very soft. They seem to balance each other out. Ariella is the only person I feel the need to protect, besides my mother. Maybe it's because she's always alone or maybe because it's the way she holds herself like someone is going to hit her....Whatever the reason I can't let her out of my sight when were at school. Most girls look at her ike she's a...a monster? No not monster but there something there.......maybe jealous? Yeah that has to be it.

I walk home thinking about her. How do I talk to her? I've never been good with people. My passion was to strong to be around anyone. So I didn't have friends growning up. I'm happy by that fact. People are shallow and crued....well besides Ariella.....and my mom. I smile t the thought of my mom. She knows how hard it is for me to get out the door in the morning, not that I'm scared of the outside world. I'm just worried that I'll disappoint my mother and end up killing someone. Not that I would feel bad for killing that person but I would feel bad about letting my mom down. Oh and trust me I let her down a few times. Last year we were living in a small town in Alanta. I happen to kill 5 teenagers. All male. They were making fun of me for still being a virgin. I whipped out my knife that I always had with me and striked at the leader. The others were frozen with shock so it was easy to take them down.

I walk up the steps to my house and turned the knob slowly hoping that dad was still on his trip.

''Ronnie?'' my mom called from the kitchen.

''Yeah'' I answered back. As I came into the kitchen I saw she was still making dinner.

''How was school?'' she turned around and looked me.

''Hell....with a pinch of sunshine dust'' I smirked then grabbed a few cookies from a plate on the table.

''Dinner's almost done. Can't you wait after dinner to eat that?'' my mom said with a frowne on her face.

''You know how I feel about cookies. They are milk's...favorite snack'' I said fighting a smile.

''Don't be a smart-ass. Your not milk and Max and Ally are gonna want that if they see you eating those. You can spoil your dinner but your not going to spoil theirs.''

Max and Ally, the twins, were 8 going on 9.

''Does that mean I can eat the cookies?'' I said with hope in my voice. I knew I won this cookie battle.

''Fine but hurry up and wash up for your dinner'' my mom said in defeat.

I finished dinner rushing to my room to go to bed. We had no homework today and I was glad. I took my clothes off leaving my boxers on and fell asleep.

I was dreaming I could tell. There was no way that this could happen in real life. I was covered in blood from head to toe smiling at all the dead people that I killed. Then an angel that looked like Ariella came into my sight. She raised her hand and signaled me to her. When I got closer the angel broke into pieces and the wind carried her away. I stood there confused and satisfied. I killed who know how many people and it was enough.........

I was out the door,ipod in hand, and walking after Ariella.

DAY 136:

The way you are walking today it's like you know I love you and that I'm watching you closely.

I turn up the volume on my ipod so it doesn't look like I'm stalking her and close my eyes.

 

Take a breath and tear it apart
See things crystal clear
And then scream against me
hurt me beat me

We were just joking like clowns
Handling life and letting it drown
"are you kidding me?"
I heard myself loud
Because I shouldn't let you go
Can't be waiting anymore

I've got enough of senseless cries
It's not easy to break through
But then scream against me
hurt me beat me

Stand beside me
Let me see what those hands hide
Don't be scared about me
I am here just to see you die

White dressed angel let me try to take you high
take you as high as i can fly

Stand beside me
Let me see what it tastes like
Don't be scared about me
I am here just to see you die

I committed suicide
I just died to see you cry
But don't blame me
That's my only sweet laugh
So don't blame me
I couldn't reach the afterlife
So don't hate me
Because i've never felt your heart beating

White dressed angel let me try to take you high
take you as high as i can fly

Writing desperation through heartache and joyful smiles
Blue and happy at the same time

I opened my eyes and freeze. I'm in the middle of the road and a car is fast approaching.

''RONNIE NO!'' a beautiful voice calls.

I turn to see that it was Ariella yelling to me. I'm so happy that she even knew of my name that I didn't realize what to do until it was too late. I closed my eyes and the next thing I knew blackness covered my eyes.

'I am here just to see you die' were my last thoughts

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Okay I know this chapter was pointless with the cookie thing but I want to tell how he is with his mom. The song that Ronnie was listening to was Call me sick boy by Hopes die last.

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They are a really awesome band. okay so I hope my one reader reads this lol

 

 

In preparation for The Quilt, Gym Class Heroes' fourth full-length, the band will be making videos for two tracks from the record. Details.

Okay, so I'm pretty much bored out of my mind. It's all rainy here. Eurgh. I love the rain, but it's annoying cos I was going to do something athletic. Okay, I was thinking about doing something athletic and waking up early... but I might've! I might go ice-skating, though. There's this rink... it's a longish drive, but I'll probably go anyways. I love ice skating. It's fun. Yeah... listening to the Dresden Dolls right now. "Coin-Operated Boy." Good stuff. I think I'm starting to hate break... I need something to do besides buzznet.

I LUV THE MEOW MIX SONG!!!!!!!!!!AND COOKIES.................HEY GUESS WHAT !I'M A VEGITARIAN!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

I LUV THE MEOW MIX SONG!!!!!!!!!!AND COOKIES.................HEY GUESS WHAT !I'M A VEGITARIAN!!!!!!!!!!!WEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!