tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post7514033672112188110..comments2023-05-15T02:43:52.373-07:00Comments on a boy's life: a sidenotea boy's lifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09721663032794896923noreply@blogger.comBlogger219125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-683750075371346382008-02-01T18:31:00.000-08:002008-02-01T18:31:00.000-08:00i'm tired too.it's three days past my bed time.i'm tired too.<BR/>it's three days past my bed time.TreadySofltyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12163174767798514454noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-60956516151048251712008-01-28T18:19:00.000-08:002008-01-28T18:19:00.000-08:00im tired.im tired.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-19684750129865804112008-01-24T17:55:00.000-08:002008-01-24T17:55:00.000-08:00i find joys in being last commentthough i know the...i find joys in being last comment<BR/><BR/>though i know there will be others after me.<BR/><BR/>its strange to think youre sitting on my front lawn when i dont actually have any front lawn.<BR/><BR/>eh. and now im trying too hard.contorted lovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12470947614552089479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-82139434021776501722008-01-22T16:15:00.000-08:002008-01-22T16:15:00.000-08:00You're on my front lawn? You are seriously the tin...You're on my front lawn? You are seriously the tiniest lawn gnome I've ever seen buddy. Like, microscopic. =]<BR/>P.S.<BR/>If I knew someone who could get you a touch mac, I wouldn't be typing on my piece of shit computer. But uh, next time I swing by The Apple Store, I'll make sure to drop in a good word for you.<BR/>"Hey uhm. . .*insert name on name tag here* this little dude from Chicago. . .a uhm. . .Peter Wentz. . .he uhh. . .well he promotes your shit. You should give him free stuff. Oh and I'll take that Mac right there. . .put it on his tab? Cool."<BR/>Only something tells me my plans will be foild. But it's worth a shot, no?Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06651645711999288173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-8414021894600585912008-01-21T12:08:00.000-08:002008-01-21T12:08:00.000-08:00i read that comment. lol. it isn't shallow. every ...i read that comment. lol. <BR/><BR/>it isn't shallow. every wants something. and if u get it all, then there is nothing to look forward to. <BR/><BR/>i want lots of cool stuff too. and the grammar thing everyone got worked up about it. lol. <BR/><BR/>glad u read the comments. makes my day just a bit brighter. =DTurnUpTheMusicchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14151061381002250738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-5222454065654800602008-01-21T11:00:00.000-08:002008-01-21T11:00:00.000-08:00I don't see you on my front lawn.And I think i'll ...I don't see you on my front lawn.And I think i'll never see you there.cause you don't even answer my messages.I don't think, that you are shallow...may be i've said something of the sort on FriendsOrEnemies..but i was in despair cause ..everyday i see you on my poster in my room.i see your eyes..i see something sad in them.even when you smile your eyes are sad..you are very handsome, Pete, but the most beautiful thing is the moonlight in your eyes..i gone mad ..i wanted to know what a man is behind this eyes,but i didn't get the unswer..i'm ill now.i've been staying at home for a week already.i have a headacke and i must be lying in my bad. but i'm writing to you.so why can't you write to me if you are not in such difficult conditions?i don't think that it is too difficult.may be i'm too annoying,but nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow:may be you 'll find it interesting to have some conversation with me..live me a message on FriendsOrEnemies...PLEEEEEASE...Nyakahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03333651063636528416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-77454185094168525412008-01-21T08:53:00.000-08:002008-01-21T08:53:00.000-08:00Because, unlike other bands, Fall Out Boy does car...Because, unlike other bands, Fall Out Boy does care about their fans.<BR/>And don't give a fuck about their enemies.<BR/><BR/>You may not have a private jet, but you do share a tour bus with Joe.<BR/>That alone is probably eventful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-48727460381429916662008-01-21T05:54:00.000-08:002008-01-21T05:54:00.000-08:00sitting on your front lawn.Oh my, that's... that's...<I>sitting on your front lawn.</I><BR/><BR/>Oh my, that's... that's... well, that's absolutely terrifying to be quite honest. :) <BR/><BR/>Leave the stalking to the crazed fangirls, Wentz. They're easily spotted in bright pink shirts, can't whisper well, and travel in packs. Much safer for the stalkee. <BR/><BR/>~ Kimberly CheesepuffAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-88225814774976964322008-01-21T02:49:00.000-08:002008-01-21T02:49:00.000-08:00Oh No. He is human.God..forgive him.Seriously ppl....Oh No. He is human.<BR/>God..forgive him.<BR/>Seriously ppl.<BR/>Get over what u believe.<BR/>He is just someone who made it.<BR/>And u wish u could have gotten that far.<BR/>Geez.<BR/>Haters should be banned on every level.<BR/>But then again..they can make u popular.<BR/>Dumb asses.<BR/>Sorry for the ones who care to read this.<BR/>Insomnia is fun.<BR/>Agreed..His blog..His choice.janette_fallshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12620632367976408919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-34281821259677417892008-01-21T01:58:00.000-08:002008-01-21T01:58:00.000-08:00woah..the last part is kinda a bit of a shocker..g...woah..the last part is kinda a bit of a shocker..guess she'll have to take back her words now..but its nicely written anyway :)Atheera A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16011936317581874182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-67316184345665729762008-01-21T00:41:00.000-08:002008-01-21T00:41:00.000-08:00i know this doesn't matter. this isn't the kind of...i know this doesn't matter. <BR/>this isn't the kind of thing to waste anyone's night over. <BR/>the kind of thing that's not inconsequential. <BR/>it's a let down to be realistic, but sometimes it's infectious, and after all, what have we got to go on if we can't have truth.<BR/>i [think i]know that you mean well, but you're just deluding your fans into thinking you have time for all of them. for the individual. for something more than the 'thank you' at the end of a speech or a journal entry.<BR/>life isn't fair and setting people up with false hope isn't the best way to help them fall asleep at night. <BR/>eventually people have to come to terms; you're not their neighbor, you're not some guy in the supermarket. you're another intangible part of living; celebrity, circulated, whatever you please. <BR/>for all we know this isn't even you. for all it matters, it isn't. We'll never get the chance to find out. <BR/><BR/>this is heartfelt and worthless. a complete and total waste. i don't mean a fucking word i say. preoccupied with hoping i'm wrong. the premonition and shortsightedness to believe i'm not. <BR/>set us up with hope: 'hate me and i'll notice you. I'll prove you wrong but I can't prove you right.' <BR/><BR/>i'm passing judgments in light of the loss of all impediments. in light of constant criticism, i'm just going to say I have nothing to say and hope to leave it at that. <BR/>for the record, there isn't one. And i don't matter. <BR/>sick of feeling in analogies. <BR/>dear peter wentz, i love you or i don't, there are no in betweens anymore. sick of in betweens and not knowing enough to ever judge. inaccuracy is nothing new. <BR/>i feel stupid typing the name. even moreso since we've never met and there's no hint of possibility anywhere in the midst of obsession. <BR/>you don't have to prove anything. you don't owe me. <BR/>i can't blame you for everything you are and everything i adore.<BR/>i am pathetic, melodramatic, teenage, and cliche, blended and personified. everything better left unsaid or already been said a million times before. traces of misplaced desperation, the pathetic ability to keep talking when everyone's gone home, turned out the lights and gone to bed.<BR/><BR/>apologyapologyapology. can't aplogize enough for everything i am.<BR/><BR/>i still don't believe him.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-13342237824379028692008-01-20T22:20:00.000-08:002008-01-20T22:20:00.000-08:00dude, everyone needs somewhere to post about shiny...dude, everyone needs somewhere to post about shiny things, attainable or non. <BR/><BR/>That jet interior is far too white for me, I'd be spilling things all over the place. Does it come with maid service? <BR/><BR/>My lawn is currently too cold for human habitation right now but you're free to click on links if you really want to. I'm not sure you do though!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-83972475197197820262008-01-20T22:17:00.000-08:002008-01-20T22:17:00.000-08:00Hey Pete, I love all your blogs, they are funny.It...Hey Pete, I love all your blogs, they are funny.<BR/><BR/>It would be amazing if you were on my front lawn, next time you and Ashlee are in Oahu you can stay at our place. <BR/><BR/>Lowry's is amazing.Kourtney Bogle-Stolikerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11985917875342847470noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-39616508833135771972008-01-20T22:07:00.000-08:002008-01-20T22:07:00.000-08:00well, i'm flattered that you're out on my front la...well, i'm flattered that you're out on my front lawn, but i must warn you; ontario, california = the ghetto of san bernardino county. seriously. go inside before you get shot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-83789021077649296292008-01-20T19:53:00.000-08:002008-01-20T19:53:00.000-08:00So you're the gnome staring at me outside my windo...So you're the gnome staring at me outside my window? Ahh... makes sense nowDior Hommiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14708366047582436462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-57443775110930014252008-01-20T03:34:00.000-08:002008-01-20T03:34:00.000-08:00if you want thing that are pleasing to look at typ...if you want thing that are pleasing to look at type johnny vox into youtube his video are amazing, just thought you may like it.<BR/><BR/>p.s. really want a versace plane! its bad taste in the best way!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-53261677655649175392008-01-19T22:04:00.000-08:002008-01-19T22:04:00.000-08:00Ahhh Pete Wentz is stalking me?! Hmm, part scary, ...Ahhh Pete Wentz is stalking me?! Hmm, part scary, part cool...<BR/><BR/>I wonder if this is how Patrick Stump feels all the time?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-16674160493771398972008-01-19T16:48:00.000-08:002008-01-19T16:48:00.000-08:00this entry made me smile all day... I would love t...this entry made me smile all day... I would love to walk outside and see you on my front lawn. I would offer you a warm jacket and a cup of cocoa. lolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-71271561255066555602008-01-19T15:19:00.000-08:002008-01-19T15:19:00.000-08:00thanks.that sidenote was nice to hear.thanks.<BR/>that sidenote was nice to hear.a ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04719087663941012722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-2770289473636076102008-01-19T11:42:00.000-08:002008-01-19T11:42:00.000-08:00ps u can sit on my lawn any day. :]ps u can sit on my lawn any day. :]Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-45636762788164049462008-01-19T11:40:00.000-08:002008-01-19T11:40:00.000-08:00damn 3 am u need sleep ahaha. i wish i had a damn ...damn 3 am u need sleep ahaha.<BR/> i wish i had a damn nice jet like that, omg that would be the shit. haha all the stuff u talk about i REALLY REALLY want but totall cant afford it.. right now. one day one day. Dream big, Fly far. :)<BR/><BR/>but i like the blog check daily for updates. so keep it coming (on all blogs u have please.)<BR/><BR/>it is okay to be shallow every once in a while, who hasnt been that way. we all crave,lust,wish dream. its only human nature to want and need. <BR/>so stupid bitches who probably arent saints. need to get over themselves. Reality check ur human too and if havent ever wanted something really badly or just admired something then i dont know wut u are...cuz writing that in itself is kinda shallow. stupid.<BR/><BR/><3 ya peteAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-51610248666118348752008-01-19T11:01:00.000-08:002008-01-19T11:01:00.000-08:00it's raining on my front lawnwhich is made from br...it's raining on my front lawn<BR/>which is made from bricks actually<BR/>but it has a good view<BR/><BR/>i think everyone is partly shallow at times...nhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07911950276513888551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-23832995924634604472008-01-19T09:47:00.000-08:002008-01-19T09:47:00.000-08:00im deeply distorted inside, depressed, and sincerl...im deeply distorted inside, depressed, and sincerly divinely alone, though i wear a mask to seem okay its not true, im a fake, a liar, acting my way with smiles through life...inside im screaming for help out of this darkness...you envy me, when i am only what noone wishes to becomebrokenheartedAMYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11295228685514615508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-85168774649019000272008-01-19T08:57:00.000-08:002008-01-19T08:57:00.000-08:00That's pretty sharp [the design]. I'd want somethi...That's pretty sharp [the design]. I'd want something like that in my livingroom, actually. There are these ugly blue and like, tan checkered things in there that I want to toss out, but unfortunately they're not mine.<BR/><BR/>I think you can find away to get all the shit you lust after. Keep plugging- interloping magazines should pick up on it soon. Pick it. Pick your nose.<BR/> <BR/>Yeah...I sometimes read the comments people leave you, they're pretty entertaining...However, I do feel like a bit of a stalker for doing it. It blows my mind that you do read these though. Makes me feel not so bad about being too into it. <BR/><BR/>I'm still quite lame though. I love this. I love you. <BR/>Please, for the sake of my sanity, never quit blogging. Keep on. Long. And hard.<BR/><BR/>That's what Pete said. xPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-494086176343411634.post-27424733207986496582008-01-19T08:43:00.000-08:002008-01-19T08:43:00.000-08:00Pete, you're welcome on my front lawn (or you woul...Pete, you're welcome on my front lawn (or you would be, if I had one) anytime. I'm quickly becoming a fan despite being out of your general demographic (thirtysomething women REPRESENT, yo). I really like the level of reality and openness you bring to your fans in your various blogs. It would probably be easier to shut that off now that you've achieved success, and you haven't. Thanks for that, and sorry for all the crap you prob read about yourself on the internet. <BR/><BR/>Cheers,<BR/>Grace<BR/><BR/>P.S. Thanks for Panic at the Disco, too. I will love you forever for that. xoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com