DISQUS

muffinmix75 · 11 months ago

I know you're there too because you updated twitter 5 seconds ago :D

Ashu · 11 months ago

lol thats funny.

andashleysayss · 11 months ago

Aw. Childhood.

I'm scared to grow up.
I still act like I'm seven...sort of.
I'm almost 16.
:(

Ryan · 11 months ago

I've been afraid of flying for the longest time, scared I'll fall too hard to the ground. But just tonight I realised that, if you don't fly, you'll never see all the great things in life.

<3

TroyO · 11 months ago

I remember when I was little, even at about 3 years old, I had a huge crush on this girl. I spent years chasing this girl until she moved away when I was in middleschool. Naive, but optimistic; Happy but unaware. Isn't that the way to be?

TroyO · 11 months ago

Oh, Katie just reminded me. I also buried about 25 dollars worth of bills and change (which was a lot for me as a child). When I remembered half a year later, I went to my sandbox in the backyard and dug up the torn fragments of a twenty dollar bill.

Krysti Alison · 11 months ago

I loved the same things too.
but the only diffrence is now that i'm older,
I still do what i used to do.
After a splinter in the leg from a bad fall from the tree.
haha I got back up(after coming from the hospital)
I climbed that tree again it makes me feel young.
I love that.

SamiJade · 11 months ago

i put the sister in sustained.
ha.
it didn't work.
+:
snap.
i'll never grow up.

katiee · 11 months ago

I used to dig for dinosaur bones in my back yard...
I was convinced that underneath this ginormous tree back there, there was the reminants of a T-Rex.
I found a fish fossil once...it was the highlight of my childhood. Really.

And now, even when I'm 18, I'm scared shitless of my backyard after dark. Don't know why, but I just can't go back there...weird.

Katiee's friend · 11 months ago

cool writing. great art. sounds like art. :)

vballbabe22 · 11 months ago

I remeber when i was 6 i would always be climbing on stuff all around my house even the fence next door and the tree in my back yard

~ernie_bernie~ · 11 months ago

you sound like me.
i learned to climb trees at
get this
age 2!
imagine being a mother and watching
your 2 year old up in a tree. i would piss my pants.
when i was 5 i threw a tantrum
and climbed a flagpole.
they almost called the fire dept to get me down.
then they bribed me with a candy bar.
and when we played kick the can with the neighborhood kids
i was the one sitting on top of the light pole.
wow you brought back some memories.
if only i could go back 9 years to when i was 10.
playing in the park at age 8 climbing to the top of the biggest pine tree
in the park just to prove i could.
racing the tallest kid up the basket ball hoop during recess.
i won, of course.
i was a little monkey!
too bad im afraid of heights now :(
those were the good old days.
*sigh*

Maddie · 11 months ago

wow this takes me back to my childhood, which was like 2 years ago haha. i like your perspective on live, it makes me think.

wexarexlost · 11 months ago

chills like woah.
ha i like this one a lot.
define 'it'
and what do u mean by ur old ways?
explain por favor?
anyway if u got this right, i think u still got 'it'
ur freakin talented and dont let anyone tell u otherwise

no we're not · 11 months ago

yea

JohannaDudder · 11 months ago

I have 35 acres of trees. Come climb with me.

madison · 11 months ago

I was all about the arts and crafts when I was younger.
I was the queen of play-doh, making sure colors weren’t mixed and pieces didn’t dry out.
And it was only when my dad told me that I used to write songs that I remembered those days out on the lawn. We had a red swing hanging from the tree and I remember sitting there singing something sweet and drafting it into a spiral.
Before our tree house was created, we’d drive our play-school car up to the trunk and hop on top and climb into the big tree in our backyard. We weren’t allowed, but it only made it more fun to break our bounds.
Coloring books were all the rage, and my play-doh title coincided with crayons and pastels.
I was never into the Barbies and hid my dolls after awhile. In my closet was where they stayed.
Easy-bake oven was more my thing. Either that or making gooey creepy crawlies with my brother in the basement. That’s where we made bottles of colored sand and made a mess with out being disciplined.
And my favorite thing about going to Grandma’s was painting ceramics that she’d pick and listening to tapes in the car she still has today.
Those certainly were the good old days.

madison's friend · 11 months ago

:) cute writing

madison · 11 months ago

I forgot to mention that after reading that I googled dogwood. So beautiful. We had one in our front yard but it never made it. Now we have a pear tree that still struggles to grow.
And by the way, it's okay to fall. Isn't that what life's about? Taking chances. If we fall, we get right back on our feet and the process repeats. Mistakes are where the greatest lessons we learn come from.

Jessica · 11 months ago

That was amazing! I loved being courageous like that. I was messing around playing cops and robbers ha yes cops and robbers with my brother and fell off a car. It wasn't moving either. Ha good times. I got stitches on my eyebrow.

Sarah_Cute · 11 months ago

You.amaze.me : )
You are of the outside thinking.

I dig it : )

Holly · 11 months ago

So have you like jumped off the deep end? I know we are the ones obsessively looking at your public profile, your updates, blogs, and sometimes maybe private poetry but that last line is just…whoa. Is all the attention from women who see a dazzling rockstar and swear up and down that they love the soul inside you starting to get too you? Is the plastic, marry me Shaant requests from 15 years old starting to make you sick ? Lol. I’ve been a fan of your band for awhile and even if some of your lyrics are, maybe…at times shallow on the first record, I still love it because it’s you. I feel like I want more of the person I connected with through music so I watch and I check and it’s frankly…cruel to you. You have no privacy, nothing is personal, and every little piece of you is analyzed to bits so some bitchy plastic 17, 18, 19, 15, year old can try to hit you up…Really I feel like stunned by the last line of that. Or is it all the harsh criticism that teenagers with no fucking lives getting to you and you really don’t mind marriage proposals? Lol.
The poem is lovely, it makes me think about this time I pretended I was Marry Poppins with an umbrella and jumped off a mini roof only to fall, not fly to my doom…Lol. I got the wind knocked out of me and a permanent fear of heights. Did I mention that I had a beach towel for a cape? I don’t know why since it wasn’t apart of the Marry Poppins attire, but it had butterflies on it so it had to work into my equation somehow right? Oh and I had Birch tree’s in my front yard…I grew up with a thing for Robert Frost…

I said my piece but I think that maybe you should really…and I mean REALLY stop looking at the bad shit annoying teenagers post. Because after all it is usually teenagers and when it’s not, who the fuck cares? There are people who respect your band and love your music. There will be people who hate your shit and want to stomp on your nuts because it makes them feel better about themselves but at the end of the day it’s just another fuckface asshole. Also try to not freak out in a Cobain-esk way and go crazy on your fans because they have become the epitome of all you hate. Sorry for the long and possibly unnecessary comments to things you might not even be dealing with. However, when I read your posts online, like the girls I chastise, I get the feeling you watch us, just as much as we watch you…and frankly dude it kind of creeps me out. Myspace, Tumbler...the internet…is not reality. What people say online I think has to be taken with a grain of salt because it’s the internet, and anyone can be on it, including the village idiot. Good luck with your multiple forums and posts, I hope to catch your show in Columbus.

Yup those are me :*) · 11 months ago

I love Shaant. It's as simple as that. Please don't make fun of me. I always said since back then that he's like at Britney Spears status for me. If only he'd be in tabloids for me I'd be happier.

Holly's friend · 11 months ago

:) I'll reply later

tasha · 11 months ago

i miss the past sometimes too. :/ there are certain days and moments that i wish i could go back to. growing up isn't so always so cute.

jessicaknowles · 11 months ago

i used to be a dreamer when i was little. i always thought there was something great life waiting for me when i grew up, that no matter what i'd be so happy.

heres something you dont know about me, my father died when i was young. like before i was 2.
when i was like 7, i remember there was one time i was so convinced that he wasn't dead. i had this huge story in my head that no matter what he was out there living a life and there was some mysterious reasoning that he had to leave our family. like he was in witness protection or some secret agent. i know that's so silly now. but i was so sure one day, he'd come back for me. because he loved and missed me so much. so if i got all his clothes out of the boxes in our basement and slept with his picture under my pillow he'd come back. i'd give anything for that to be true.

and i used to constantly have these dreams of like things we used to do together and a place we had gone on vacation. just a beach in Mexico, but it was the same dream over and over. and i used to think he was trying to make me remember him, so i wouldn't forget.

i was way too busy chasing dreams and ghosts and believing in magic and shooting stars to really be courageous, and i guess that reflects on me now. but i don't know..
i shared. and you probably wont read this. and i'm probably the most depressing person ever. but i'll be smiling when i see you next.

Jessica's friend · 11 months ago

:) I'll reply later

Nia · 11 months ago

I wish I was carefree again.

lilmissedgex · 11 months ago

i think your reflecting on those days becuase thats when life was simple..and you miss those days..don't we all :)

Ashu · 11 months ago

wow. you in your youth reminded me of my neighbor's daughter and my older bro. they climbed really tall trees. the neighbors daughter was really good at it too! she did it often, never got hurt. they had this fruit tree in their back yard and she climbed it to retrieve the fruit --I dont know the fruits name in English.

ugh. why do you know I'm here???
lol.

well, I remember I use to Hate getting dirty. I dont know if I was conditioned by my mom to feel that way, or if I was just a cleen kid. I'm not sure. And because I avoided getting dirty, I also took other precautions like avoiding doing things that would pose a threat to my well being. aha! I was quite responsible. maybe a bit too responsible...etc

I made good decisions:
when I was young my parents made me attend madrasa. so one day I was on my way out when I ran into the teacher by door. he grabs my scarf and lights a light under it as tho to burn it.
my response: I blew out the flame.
others response: they fought to get their scarf out of his hand.

yikes! too much info. I dont want to reflect any further

Rumina's Friend · 11 months ago

wake up wake up wake up wake. its me its me its me

sighs can't breathe :*).

I like your story. :*). How much of mine's is true, it doesn't matter because it got me to you :*).

:D omg I LOVE ME :*)

suffrage · 11 months ago

ugh I bet I got made fun of for that 8/. sighs. So my response wasn't normal 8/. But 8/. sighs. I'd like to say that I'm smart too and what if I was like the prettiest too? I promise I didn't do anything 8/. I felt like I was prayed on :D. 8/. ugh :*********(

sighs. w/e 8/. At least you like, like saving me from that 8/. YOU DO. 8/. I saw the Barbie in the closet thing too 8/. Was that also for me?

:D funny. I'm afraid that I might be pretty? GASPS :D.

:*) Great personality I suffer from that :*).

right to vote. · 11 months ago

:D aha! a ho nia will you ever stop with these looney tunes

:) urahonia 8/. · 11 months ago

8/ I got hit on today at the bookstore 8/. I was like purchasing my Philosophy books an the cashier was like, "Oh sweet you're a Phil major, Oooh 'Doomsday' and 'The Origin of Satan.'"

8/. He was hitting on me. What is it about me? :D I want to know?

Lst1 · 11 months ago

no. I had music on my mind. a ho nia is still you lol :D

aha. what is it about you? are you sure your name isnt Mary? cus its already been established that theres Something about Mary.
well on thingx for sure...you maybe wasting your time with philosophy and ballet get into something that utilizes your looks more aHOnia and that involves sales. like Fashion Merchandizing.
the classes are ridiculously easy and more than anything else they want experience. Ho ho I have faith in you :D

lst1? · 11 months ago

"the classes are ridiculously easy and more than anything else they want experience. Ho ho I have faith in you :D"

:( but I'm not good at anything?

no!!!!!! · 11 months ago

omg 36 minutes ago I'm here too!!!!! 4:30am!!!!!!

5:15pm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! · 11 months ago

ohemgee

Shaant's Mon · 11 months ago

that's cute!!!! shaant I'm not hurt (it was inspired by me)

omg 8) I'm not hurt do you know that?

pofc3 · 11 months ago

I used to be a lot more creative when I was in school. I used to draw and write. I'll be 22 in a couple of months. I still don't know what I want to do in life. And what the hell do you look forward to after 22?? What turning 30?? Pfft. Forget that noise. The last 4 years have went by so fast, I got so caught up in work, that I didn't even try to navigate my life in a direction I would want to go in... Where to start??