Post by nyssa on Sept 22, 2009 18:30:43 GMT -5
``NYSSA ALLIE RAINEY
DARLING, WHAT IS GOING ON
higher heels and lipstick napkins
DYING IS YOUR FAVORITE PASSION
"Okay, so umm. Junior College Math officially fails," Nyssa Rainey announced, talking over her blasting headphones. Honestly that never happened, lying is your latest fashion ! The headphones were singing Situations by Escape the Fate to her, and she was rocking the fuck out. "Darling, what is going on?" Nyssa sang while she got a soda out of the vending machine. "Honestly that never happened," Nyssa rewinded it to the beginning. "Situa-TIONS !" That was Nyssa's favorite part of the song. "Are irrelevant now," Her short blond bangs were in her eyes as she bobbed her head up and down. "She loves the way that I tease, I love the way that she breathes !" Nyssa jumped up, and right when she did her mountain dew popped out. "I touched her ooh, she touched my ahh, it was the craziest thing !" Nyssa grabbed her drink. "I love the girls who hate to love because they're just like me..." Nyssa quieted down while she tried to open her drink. "A certain girl she took my hand..." She saw the fizz go up, and she stopped opening it. "She licked her lips and pulled my hair, I feel in love for a night..." It died down, and she finally got it open. She took a long swig of her drink, then put it on a table and sat on the red chair, putting her feet on the table next to her soda. "Dahh-ling, what is going on? Honestly that never happened, lying is your favorite passion !" She banged her head to the music. "Leave me, go where you belong; Higher heels and lipstick napkins, dying is your latest fashion !" Nyssa played the air guitar. She paused her iPod. "Don't you guys just love this song?!" Nyssa grinned. "I mean, it's like my favorite song. I loove Ronnie Radke. Too bad he's in jail," She sighed. "I would marry him if he wasn't. Or just stalk him. They'd both be fun !" She snickered.
"Do you guys think I'm obnoxious?" She stuck out her bottom lip. "How old are you, fifteen?" Someone asked her. "I'm sixteen, m'kay?" Nyssa rolled her eyes as if it should have been obvious. "Then why are you in College, you don't seem like you're that smart..." Nyssa sighed. "I am smart, why else would I be in an advanced math class, science class, and english class?" She blinked innocently. "Damn," Was all they responded with. "Told yah I'm smart. 'S not like I'm retarded," She sighed again. "Just because I'm annoying doesn't mean I'm dumb, I have a ton of annoying fri-" She stopped. "People I know, and they're all pretty much smart," Nyssa frowned. She didn't really know anyone but Zac, and only god knows where he was now. Now she was dull. The only thing she had now was Purple Dog, by blessthefall. She slapped her thighs to the beat of it. "Purple Dog on a sunday afternoon, with my yellow. Duck his name is Pooh," She smiled. "I like to feed him, old dirty biscuits," Nyssa giggled. "Cuz I like to save my triscuits, oh yeah, Purple Doog," She pretended someone was singing the background vocals. "With my yelloow," Her imagination was still running. "Like to feed him, old dirty biscuits !" She laughed again. "Cuz I like to save my triscuits, oh yeah. Oh yeah," Nyssa clapped for herself. "Woo hoo, go Nyssa. You're amazing," She sounded bored.
"Ooh, what about the song I wrote," She started digging through her black backpack for her notebook. "Found itt," She sang. Opening it to the page that it was on, she started tapping her mechanical pencils to make drums. "One, two, three, four," That's when the music would start. "I used to hate you, but now I love you," So like a rose, so like a rose, The background vocals sang. "And when you kiss I wanna slap you," Sorry folks, I'm feeling lost, Background vocals came again in her mind. "I chew my nails down and I look at the ground; I am pissed, I am shy," She beat her pencils down harder. "Because you threw me in a blender; I am hot, I am cold," She banged her head down. "Do you wanna' get to know me?" The lyrics were memorized in her head. "Do you wanna learn to get inside my head; do you wanna get to touch me," Nyssa used the voice that she was born with. "Cuz now my ex is officially dead !" She had no ex, she just liked the theme of that. "I don't lalalala like you; I lalalala love you," She bit her lip. "I used to hahahaha hate you; but now I really fucking love you !" She smiled. "That's all I got so far, needs more," She scratched her head. "I don't think it's all that good, but I kinda' like it. The beat would be better with a guitar and bass," Nyssa closed her eyes and pictured her in a band, but she could barely see herself. Someone else was there, and it wasn't her... "And I have a crappy voice, so no one would like it," She kept babbling along, not wanting to shut up.
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[/font]anyone can join. c:[/size][/font]words|| [/font]eight seven five?![/size][/font]
tags|| [/font]lounge, anyone.[/size][/font]
status|| [/font]done.[/size][/font]
outfit||[/font]dunno. cx[/size][/font]
lyrics|| [/font]situations by escape the fate.[/size][/font][/left]
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