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Yo-hola! Well, guess what? Borderline*Fanatic is back. I just couldn't stay away, ya know? Live Journal just wasn't doing it for me. It doesn't revv my engine like BF. That kinda makes me wanna growl. Oh yeah, oh yeah! The navigation is simple. Just click around the top and you'll find the blog and everything. Now that we have the fun shizzy out of the way, its time for some serious stuff. Yes, its time to set some rulesThe Bomb
Hmm, well let see. I'm Danae. I'm 15, but thank God I'm turning 16 soon. Can anyone say "LICENSE"! Yeah, I'm pretty excited. Its pretty shibby man. Well anyways, yes. What have I gone over again? Me, 15, oh yeah, I LOVE Joss Whedon and anything to do with Angel and Buffy. RPOL.net rocks my socks and I'm not afraid to say it. I'm a nerd to the core: Battlestar Galatica, Twilight Zone, DnD, RP's, Star Trek, whatever. Name it, I love it. I'm the best Buffy Summers RPer you will EVER meet. Trust me on this one guys. No matter what guy comes and goes, ANGEL will always be my one true love. I go to Nathan Hale and I do gymnastics (front handspring on vault yeya!). I don't do any other sport cause I'm LAZY. But I do go to the gym constantly and run run run! I love the stars. I love doing very illigal things and getting away with it. I used to love wegro's. Its the equivilant of a wigger if you must know. But I don't like them anymore. I love the park, especially when its sunny out. I <3 the sun because its crazy fun. I love people who are like me: minorites who ARE NOT sterotypical. I like rock. I like crazy colored hair. I'm not a fake-gangster-tryna be hardcore-rap listener like the people at my school...and I'm proud of that. I am who I am, take it or leave it. I also love my homebodies cause they're my lovely life! I HATE people who have bad spelling. They're dumb fucks. I hate people who judge me. And don't ever cross me because I will pull out some Buffy the Vampire Slayer-Angelus shit on you. Pretty much I'll rip your throat out and use it as a football. On that note...have a great day and thanks for visiting Borderline*Fanatic!
Mood: I Think I'm Splotchy
Song: Angel Theme, Darling Violetta
Yeah, so lat two days have been. Meh. You know. I bought Angel Season Five on DVD on Tuesday. That's pretty bomb dot com. Lets just say I've cried a lot. Infact, I just got done watching the last two episodes like 20 minutes ago...I just got done crying like five. Oh God, I miss Wesley. And Angel. And Gunn. And yes, Spike too. Oh man...what have I been doing without my boys? I've been trying to forget. A lot of good that's done me. I really do kinda miss last year. When everyone reads this I know they're gonna go 'wow she's hella lame.' But I don't care, cause I was cool to me. I didn't really have to many friends. That's such a lie. I had friends, I just chose not to hang out with them. I only wanted to be with people who liked Angel. That's why I was with Jaime so much I guess. I dunno about Julia though. Hm. But yeah. I went to school...socialized there...then came home and spent the rest of the night on RPOL. God, those were the days. I miss my crew. Stephy, DJ, Steven, Derrick and Kim. Gosh...we were the shit on RPOL. Me and Kim...that was our house bitches. I miss Derrick. I loved that boy...man. Him and his beat up car and then his trip to italy where he was gonna become a mobster! HAHA I forgot about that one. And Kim. Oh man. Kim was like my big sister. She still is. The girl is so bomb dot com. If I could be like her...I would. Triple Threat girl like that...she's goin places. That was my family dude. That was pretty much my life. Angel, The Save Angel Campaign, and RPOL. And I loved it. Man, looking back, that was so unhealthy. My addiction to Angel. It still is unhealthy but I have a bond. Its like nothing else. I would give up almost anything to bring Angel back.
*sigh*
But, alas, what's done is done. And when I'm older I will kill everyone who ever said Angel was just a show, and then I'll finish it off with hacking Jordan Levin into tiny freakin pieces, but not before feeding him his own liver and skinning him with a potatoe peeler then stapling on the shreds of skin back on. Inside out.
God, I'm so violent. That reminds me. I keep wondering why people try to get into shit with me? I mean
A) Your going to lose
B) You can't make me feel bad
I mean, shoot. Whenever there is an arguement people try to throw somthing in my face...make me stutter or cry. Like I would ever give anyone that pleasure. People just don't get that in the end you don't...no can't...get the best of me. Cause whatever your thinking...if you hurt me...your going down. And not just down. I mean down into hellfire down, bitches. I mean, when I'm crying or somthing, its most likely cause I have somthing planned out. I'm sneaky like that. Its cause I'm black. Oh, and another thing...your gonna lose. Its funny how people keep trying to get into shit with me. Its funny. Really. And I bitched out Nathalie the other day. Cause she's being a bitch. But that's my reasoning. Anyways...this weekend was supposed to be hella fun but since Nathalie's a BITCH WHORE I'm not sure what we're doing. So yeah. Anyways. That's all. I'm kinda...posted out.
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I started Borderline*Fanatic for a lot of reasons. Mostly because I needed somthing to yell at that wouldn't yell back (although most of the time people will IM and bitch at me. that's a fuckin blast.). Many times people have a problem with what I post. Haters. I'm brave, you see. These are my thoughts that write down. I don't do it so people can read, but so I can reflect (sounds cheesy, I know). People think the same exact shit I do, but they don't want to admit it. They're afraid to learn the truth about themselves and other people. They're afraid to 'hurt somone's feelings'. Well, shit sherlock...hurting people is a part of live. You cannot live life without hurting somone. That's the way the cookie crumbles sweetheart.Extras
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