Watchmen!
- Name
- Watchmen!
- Age
- 30
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- August 25th, 2008
About
Uuuhh... there's nothing of importance!/b]
Hi ^_^
Love you all! xxCorretta Lee
Awesome-ness;Zillaidma!She's the coolest person alive... her and the MCR boys. Heh.)
I FUCKING LOVE MY CHEMICAL
ROMANCE!
So now that that’s been said...
Hi!
-|You can all call me Corr, my real name is a lot longer so let's just keep it simple ^.^|-
-|My full name means Revenge (that made my day when I found that out)|-
-|I'm a bit of a photography nerd|- (a bit?)
-|I've never bothered to mature|-
-|I don't really remember what I look like without makeup|-
-|Don't try to tell me I'm pretty, it'll just piss me off|-
-|I haven't spent a penny since March 9th of last year|-
-|I'm performing the above absurdity because I want to follow My Chemical Romance on tour when they come back|-
-|I love waltzing and ballroom dancing|-
-|My secret fantasy is that Gerard Way loves to waltz and practices with Mikey after shows|-
-|My face is pretty messed up, but I really don't care anymore. I'm happy with it|-
-|The MCRmy is a giant part of my life. I love them all so much|-
-|I'm so akward that it's funny. I don't mind at all, either|-
-|Get to know me and your bound to find something about me that's like you... in diverse!|-
Don't read my story "Two Identical Mistakes"! It sucks and it made me mad so I'm only keeping it up there for two people that refused to let me take it down.
So I don't have to explain it over and over again: I'm asexual in the way that I don't date guys or girls (not that I make my own babies lol). I'm kind of straight, like I think certain select guys are good looking and such but that's about as far as it goes. Nothing more. Just the thought of kissing a person ever again or doing anything more makes me want to throw up. I don't know why I ever even did it the first time... oh well! That's done and over and now I hope you get it! =D
I’m a super happy person, I absolutely love life. There are two thing in my life that I don’t like and I hardly ever think about it unless I have too. One of them is my lingering ugliness and the other is my dad (it’s my emo bitchy rant at the bottom).
If something bad happens or whatever, I really don’t think of it as bad… just kinda unfortunate. Then I laugh.
I love my friends, my life, my music, My Chemical Romance, and how things in life are working out. So far, my About Me is starting to sound really negative! Hehe. This is more negative then I’ve been in forever.
I’m dyslexic and have another disorder that prevents me from being able to think in full thoughts. Kind of like, my sentences turn into run-ons and my paragraphs get distracted all the time. It’s not as extreme as it sounds, I just don’t know how else to put it. I don’t let this bring me down! I still write my stories, even though its kinda hard (and they suck!), and I still take normal classes in school. I refused to take the lower level ones. If my grades were passing, I refused to get held down with a reason the other kids don’t have! *big epic speech over*
I'm emo, preppy, goth, scene, rocker, and nerd all in one! Lemme show you what I mean:
I do all the girly sports
I have a comic book collection that grows by the week
I hate my father
I dress in lots of black, on accident. Whenever I go to Hot Topic everything I leave with is black. I don’t know how it happens.
I dye my hair more then can be healthy
I play guitar, bass guitar, cello, acoustic guitar, drums, and piano. I also play the vocal chords.
CL, she's my hero.
(Well, her and MCR. My Chemical Romance and CL are the two that make my world spin. I love My Chemical Romance a smidgen more but C understands, right? They're your hero too^^}No one and nothing can hurt her, ever. She taught me as best she could and I’ve defiantly gotten better since I’ve known her.
I want to fucking kill my dad for what he called her! She means more to me then anything (besides MCR, but I don’t have to keep saying it, right?) and that fucking pathetic excuse for a parent has NO right to say anything bad about her. Fuck him.
So Mz. C… I absolutely love you and feel honored to even know you!
Warning! Really bitch rant about to begin! This is the most negative you will ever hear me! Ever! Two words, my family. I hate most of them so much its not even funny. I know, I know, “I’m going to love them when I get older” but I’ll jump off that bridge when I get to it. Right now, I hate them. (P.S. I don’t want your sympathy because I’m not sad! It just kinda… agitates me lol.)
I hate my dad the most. When I was little, he wasn’t that bad at all. In fact, I preferred him over my mom. When mommy dear moved out and divorced my wonderful father, he became a horrible bitter old fucker. He was the one who wanted the divorce in the first place so I know he’s not sad about it. Also, within a month of the divorce he has a girlfriend whom he’s “been just friends with for years.” In other words, he was cheating on my mom for fuck knows how long. Long story short, I live with him, his girlfriend, and her two dogs. Her two mother fucking 180 pound dogs. I’m allergic to dogs and I’m somewhat of a neat-freak. Dogs are messy and nasty things. I hate them and have horrible coughing fits daily because of them (my dad blames it on the fact that I don’t eat until I get home from school. Of course, everything that’s wrong with me EVER he blames it on that). He’s also becoming a drunk and somewhat abusive. Oh well, thins will work out in the end.
My mom… I haven’t talked to her in four months now. I don’t really mind, it’s not like she could do anything for me anyways. She lives an hour away with absolutely no money, last I heard of her. I think she’s dead. I think this because she was hospitalized four times for attempting suicide and I wasn’t informed of any of them until I talked to her ex-boyfriend. This should really bother me… but I only think about it when the matter is brought up (and that’s hardly ever). To sum up my mom, suicidal crack addict that may or may not be dead… and it almost bothers me that I don’t care.
The above (shrunken) paragraph is about my mother and I a few months ago. Now, it's so different it's not even funny. She died on the inside and now she's back on track. She has a decent job, I see her frequently, she has a really cool boy friend (who got her a fucking iPhone!), and she's just really fun to be around now. When we go out in public, I always have a good time because she just acts so crazily. I'm deffinetly her daughter and now, I'm proud to say that! ^.^
Anything you want to know?
Ask and you shall receive!
???
I know this was from a long time ago, but it gives me chills every time I read it. That, and it gives me pride to know that Gerard wrote this with so much energy after playing a Detroit show.
Dear friends,
Let this be a declaration and a threat.
This is how I wanted to write this, just having played a show, with everything on fire. My insides, my brain, and in the pit of my heart it burns. There are some things I need to say and there are some things you need to know.
We started this band for ourselves, to bear our souls, purge our own personal demons, and reclaim our innocence. When you are told you are not good enough your entire life sometimes the only thing you can do is scream “fuck you” at the top of your lungs. This band was started and will end with three virtues: Honesty, Sincerity, and Loyalty. You will hear these three words in any interview we give because it is what we stand for. Right now we’re in Detroit, the rock city, and I’ve put this off for too fucking long…something is happening.
There is a change.
Not in music but in ourselves and in you. There are bands that have more to say to you than selling t-shirts from their personal clothing company. So frequently, especially when a band signs to a major label, they say “I want to change music. This is going to be the next Smells Like Teen Spirit.”
This is bullshit.
People cannot change music, its music that changes people. It is bigger than you and me put together. It's a neutron bomb with the detonator set on “kill” waiting for you to push the button.
This is an evolution and you can be part of the change or stuck eating your own shit on a quest for fire.
About respect:
We were never on an endless search for it, like some Holy Grail or Noah’s fucking Ark. If I wanted respect I would be a father. I would have children and raise them to take care of me when I’m old and hooked up to machines that keep me alive. Music is a message. The message is more important than the messenger. People ask us what we have to say and my answer is to find out for yourself. This is not a copout. If you find out for yourself it means more to you.
About elitism:
If for one minute you think you’re better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken.
Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word.
You didn’t know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.
Things are about to change for us…for all of us. From the kids who supported us at the start to those that are here now.
We will always be an Eyeball Records band. The support, dedication, and love from that label got us where we are right now – and we did it as a family.
I wanted to be the first to tell you before the gossip and the hearsay, I want to shout it from the street-lamps to the coils, in every fucked up slum, where every seedy club lives and breathes.
We are coming to your town.
We are taking back what’s ours.
We’re all in this together…
And by the way…we’ve signed to Reprise and we are fucking ready for the world to hear us scream.
xoxoxo
My Chemical Romance
MCRmy!
??????????50% Vampire
??????????50% Human
????????????????????100% MCR fan
Hi ^_^
Love you all! xxCorretta Lee
Awesome-ness;Zillaidma!She's the coolest person alive... her and the MCR boys. Heh.)
I FUCKING LOVE MY CHEMICAL
ROMANCE!
So now that that’s been said...
Hi!
-|You can all call me Corr, my real name is a lot longer so let's just keep it simple ^.^|-
-|My full name means Revenge (that made my day when I found that out)|-
-|I'm a bit of a photography nerd|- (a bit?)
-|I've never bothered to mature|-
-|I don't really remember what I look like without makeup|-
-|Don't try to tell me I'm pretty, it'll just piss me off|-
-|I haven't spent a penny since March 9th of last year|-
-|I'm performing the above absurdity because I want to follow My Chemical Romance on tour when they come back|-
-|I love waltzing and ballroom dancing|-
-|My secret fantasy is that Gerard Way loves to waltz and practices with Mikey after shows|-
-|My face is pretty messed up, but I really don't care anymore. I'm happy with it|-
-|The MCRmy is a giant part of my life. I love them all so much|-
-|I'm so akward that it's funny. I don't mind at all, either|-
-|Get to know me and your bound to find something about me that's like you... in diverse!|-
Don't read my story "Two Identical Mistakes"! It sucks and it made me mad so I'm only keeping it up there for two people that refused to let me take it down.
So I don't have to explain it over and over again: I'm asexual in the way that I don't date guys or girls (not that I make my own babies lol). I'm kind of straight, like I think certain select guys are good looking and such but that's about as far as it goes. Nothing more. Just the thought of kissing a person ever again or doing anything more makes me want to throw up. I don't know why I ever even did it the first time... oh well! That's done and over and now I hope you get it! =D
I’m a super happy person, I absolutely love life. There are two thing in my life that I don’t like and I hardly ever think about it unless I have too. One of them is my lingering ugliness and the other is my dad (it’s my emo bitchy rant at the bottom).
If something bad happens or whatever, I really don’t think of it as bad… just kinda unfortunate. Then I laugh.
I love my friends, my life, my music, My Chemical Romance, and how things in life are working out. So far, my About Me is starting to sound really negative! Hehe. This is more negative then I’ve been in forever.
I’m dyslexic and have another disorder that prevents me from being able to think in full thoughts. Kind of like, my sentences turn into run-ons and my paragraphs get distracted all the time. It’s not as extreme as it sounds, I just don’t know how else to put it. I don’t let this bring me down! I still write my stories, even though its kinda hard (and they suck!), and I still take normal classes in school. I refused to take the lower level ones. If my grades were passing, I refused to get held down with a reason the other kids don’t have! *big epic speech over*
I'm emo, preppy, goth, scene, rocker, and nerd all in one! Lemme show you what I mean:
I do all the girly sports
I have a comic book collection that grows by the week
I hate my father
I dress in lots of black, on accident. Whenever I go to Hot Topic everything I leave with is black. I don’t know how it happens.
I dye my hair more then can be healthy
I play guitar, bass guitar, cello, acoustic guitar, drums, and piano. I also play the vocal chords.
CL, she's my hero.
(Well, her and MCR. My Chemical Romance and CL are the two that make my world spin. I love My Chemical Romance a smidgen more but C understands, right? They're your hero too^^}No one and nothing can hurt her, ever. She taught me as best she could and I’ve defiantly gotten better since I’ve known her.
I want to fucking kill my dad for what he called her! She means more to me then anything (besides MCR, but I don’t have to keep saying it, right?) and that fucking pathetic excuse for a parent has NO right to say anything bad about her. Fuck him.
So Mz. C… I absolutely love you and feel honored to even know you!
Warning! Really bitch rant about to begin! This is the most negative you will ever hear me! Ever! Two words, my family. I hate most of them so much its not even funny. I know, I know, “I’m going to love them when I get older” but I’ll jump off that bridge when I get to it. Right now, I hate them. (P.S. I don’t want your sympathy because I’m not sad! It just kinda… agitates me lol.)
I hate my dad the most. When I was little, he wasn’t that bad at all. In fact, I preferred him over my mom. When mommy dear moved out and divorced my wonderful father, he became a horrible bitter old fucker. He was the one who wanted the divorce in the first place so I know he’s not sad about it. Also, within a month of the divorce he has a girlfriend whom he’s “been just friends with for years.” In other words, he was cheating on my mom for fuck knows how long. Long story short, I live with him, his girlfriend, and her two dogs. Her two mother fucking 180 pound dogs. I’m allergic to dogs and I’m somewhat of a neat-freak. Dogs are messy and nasty things. I hate them and have horrible coughing fits daily because of them (my dad blames it on the fact that I don’t eat until I get home from school. Of course, everything that’s wrong with me EVER he blames it on that). He’s also becoming a drunk and somewhat abusive. Oh well, thins will work out in the end.
My mom… I haven’t talked to her in four months now. I don’t really mind, it’s not like she could do anything for me anyways. She lives an hour away with absolutely no money, last I heard of her. I think she’s dead. I think this because she was hospitalized four times for attempting suicide and I wasn’t informed of any of them until I talked to her ex-boyfriend. This should really bother me… but I only think about it when the matter is brought up (and that’s hardly ever). To sum up my mom, suicidal crack addict that may or may not be dead… and it almost bothers me that I don’t care.
The above (shrunken) paragraph is about my mother and I a few months ago. Now, it's so different it's not even funny. She died on the inside and now she's back on track. She has a decent job, I see her frequently, she has a really cool boy friend (who got her a fucking iPhone!), and she's just really fun to be around now. When we go out in public, I always have a good time because she just acts so crazily. I'm deffinetly her daughter and now, I'm proud to say that! ^.^
Anything you want to know?
Ask and you shall receive!
???
I know this was from a long time ago, but it gives me chills every time I read it. That, and it gives me pride to know that Gerard wrote this with so much energy after playing a Detroit show.
Dear friends,
Let this be a declaration and a threat.
This is how I wanted to write this, just having played a show, with everything on fire. My insides, my brain, and in the pit of my heart it burns. There are some things I need to say and there are some things you need to know.
We started this band for ourselves, to bear our souls, purge our own personal demons, and reclaim our innocence. When you are told you are not good enough your entire life sometimes the only thing you can do is scream “fuck you” at the top of your lungs. This band was started and will end with three virtues: Honesty, Sincerity, and Loyalty. You will hear these three words in any interview we give because it is what we stand for. Right now we’re in Detroit, the rock city, and I’ve put this off for too fucking long…something is happening.
There is a change.
Not in music but in ourselves and in you. There are bands that have more to say to you than selling t-shirts from their personal clothing company. So frequently, especially when a band signs to a major label, they say “I want to change music. This is going to be the next Smells Like Teen Spirit.”
This is bullshit.
People cannot change music, its music that changes people. It is bigger than you and me put together. It's a neutron bomb with the detonator set on “kill” waiting for you to push the button.
This is an evolution and you can be part of the change or stuck eating your own shit on a quest for fire.
About respect:
We were never on an endless search for it, like some Holy Grail or Noah’s fucking Ark. If I wanted respect I would be a father. I would have children and raise them to take care of me when I’m old and hooked up to machines that keep me alive. Music is a message. The message is more important than the messenger. People ask us what we have to say and my answer is to find out for yourself. This is not a copout. If you find out for yourself it means more to you.
About elitism:
If for one minute you think you’re better than a sixteen year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken.
Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word.
You didn’t know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.
Things are about to change for us…for all of us. From the kids who supported us at the start to those that are here now.
We will always be an Eyeball Records band. The support, dedication, and love from that label got us where we are right now – and we did it as a family.
I wanted to be the first to tell you before the gossip and the hearsay, I want to shout it from the street-lamps to the coils, in every fucked up slum, where every seedy club lives and breathes.
We are coming to your town.
We are taking back what’s ours.
We’re all in this together…
And by the way…we’ve signed to Reprise and we are fucking ready for the world to hear us scream.
xoxoxo
My Chemical Romance
MCRmy!
??????????50% Vampire
??????????50% Human
????????????????????100% MCR fan