I lost everything I had.

I had no plce to go, so it seemed.

My pappy is my neighbor, so I stay with him.

We're rebuilding m house at the moment, and I know that it's January and it's still not done, but my family is having problems getting our morgage company to give us money.

I've restarted my 4 walls of Pete Wentz posters, cd's, concert tickets, and clothes.

But I havent been on here for months, and I have SO SO SO much stuff to check, it would take me a week straight to finish, and I simply don't have the time.

I love everyone on here like a second family, and I really want to talk to you.

Add my myspace: www.myspace.com/fobtastic_ilovefalloutboy

My last name would be wentz if you needed it.

My aim: miaa luvbug or maria wentz.

I'm usualy on.

My email address is: lovingpete00@zoominternet.net

Please email me with a catchy non-spam-like title so i don't miss it.

Sorry I have to quit buzznet, I might visit to check band updates and answer a message hre or there if I get time, but it's very unlikely for me to come back.

Please, if you ever had a friendship with me on here, add me, IM me, email me.

Love you all,

maria.

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By the way, i'm doing alot better. I have the best boyfriend in the world right now who i've been with for almost 4 months now. And i'm going to go to 2 more Cobra Starship concerts, and I believe a Slipknot and Puddle of Mudd one, too. Everyone made it out of the house alright, and that's all that matters to me.

2. I've never had a boyfriend or have been kissed.

3. I love Peter Wentz with 100% of my heart and he's the reason I stay single.

4. I am really smart and actualy enjoy math class.

5. I never check my messages on here because I get so many, so drop me notes. They're more fun.

Tagged: pixystix4ever, deathcabforsari, marialovespie, hunterstone,

mrspetewentz101,  mypete,  xxdillonxx, xoxopanicfanxoxo


If you're tagged, you must make a journal containing 8 facts about youself...and then you tag another 8 people who haven't been tagged already. :]

And don't forget, comment the people who are tagged, and tell them they've been tagged.

I should be a Medium or Large.

I'll take an xLarge at biggest.

I'll pay no more than $50.00 for it, then i'll pay for shipping.

If you find one on ebay, a myspace, a group on buzznet, a buzznet, anything, please let me know.

I know another person who would like one, too.

So if you know anything, drop me a note or reply to this journal entry.

Pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.

Who knew it'd end this way?

They day you aren't a 'Poster Boy',

Will be the fucking day.

I promise you i'm done!

Never again falling for those hazle eyes.

Because you broke my fucking heart.

Mr. Wentz is nothing but a lie.

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Alright, friends. Don't go hating on me. I like the poem, but....I don't hate Peter, okay? I was really mad about that picutre I got of him and Ashlee. Now i'm actualy hapy that he is so happy with her. Yeah, I wish it wasn't like this, but what can I do? So, please don't hate me for writing that. And I still love Peter with 109348593745930457834% of my heart. Everyone gets mad.

<3.!

Well, I woke up, and it felt like I was partying hardy last night, I wasn't in the mood for school. But, since I've missed my max days before getting fined, I forced my gross body up to face the day, Civil War Day.

I got on the bus and my sister, Ange, sat down beside me. Gina sat in the seat across from us. Me and ange shared our MP3 player listening to a few of my favorite Fall Out Boy songs to make me in a better mood. I rested on the bus with my knees up on the seat infront of me for about 30 minutes, then we got off the bus.

I went to my locker, and yes....I had to face the crazy mob. For some reason, there is a group of assholes at my locker everyday. They are really mean and jerks, I wish they wernt there. I was greeted by Kylie. We didn't have much time to talk, I only had 2 minutes to get to class.

I got to first period...and sat there. We had to do the pledge of alligance, and hear the anouncements. Luckily I wasn't called to the office or anything. So after that was out of the way, we had about 10 minutes until class. Since everyone hates me in all of my calsses, I sit there and listen to everyone else. I felt akward and out of place. I have to sit beside a gril, Kayla Lutz, who is very skinny and frail....while i'm very athletic and muscly and fat. Haha, so I guess I felt disporportional. But it dosen't bother me, I live.

Class started and we took notes on our disease presentations. I did mine 2 days ago...on rabies....

The last about 15 or 20 minutes of calss was givin for talking....great....another slient 20 minutes. So I sat there and messed around with my agenda until the bell rang.

I went to my locker and put my Fall Out Boy folder and agenda in it, grabed a pencil, and waited for Nikki and Maggie to get their asses over here. I normal wuld have the dreaded gym class next...but today was civil war day :D So I looked around to see who was going on my side, Team Daughrety. It was the other half of 8th grade....Nikki, Maggie, Kylie, Sarah....my friends....allllll are on Team Book. So i'm pretty much alone. My one friend Jck, I like to call him sliverback, I had to hang out with him all day. He's very fat and annoying....and I think he likes me. So it's funny being around him. Then Jibrin was with me. He is a new kid, he is pretty cool. He's 1/2 african american 1/2  phillipnoes. Sorry for misspelling. But he also likes me....it was so akward. I'm not attracted to either of them....they cant take the hint!! But I let it go.

We went into the band room and these goofy dudes were in there...in traditional Civil War uniforms...

There was about 30 guns in a room with me, bad idea hahahahaha.

We listened to him bitch for about 47 minutes, then went outside.....to see them light off a cannon. They had some voulenteers [all dudes, supprise supprise] load a fake shell to shoot...that took an hour....then they lonched the real thing.

It was so fucking loud!! I didn't even have time to plug my ears. Then I died of coughing up all the smoke it let off. I though it was really gross.

We went inside for lunch....Nikki and Maggie told me how their other activity went, which I was going to next, sounded fun!  [only not really] I got some really gross nachoes with baby poop on them....I gave them to Shane [some freak who sits at the end of the lunch table. he is okay] I never eat food. Expecially there. Maggie talked about how much she hated Mr. Book. We always joke around about how he wants to molest and or have sex with her. It's pretty much hilarious.

I got my pencil and my worksheet [which I didn't start yet] and went to the loby like I was supposed to do. And yes....Jibrin and Sliverback were waiting for me up there. We got attendance and we went BACK outside into the hot hot hot hot sun. Ther was more Civil War junkies....they difided us into 2 groups, of genders. We made lines for marching. The dudes shot their guns....balh blah.....and luckily I was with a friend, Sydney. I didn't know she was here! So we laid in the hott grass with ticks and spiders. It was boring, then the Civil War man FELL!!! His legs gave out on him, I felt so bad!!!

We got up and they tought us how to march....and I was in the front line. So that menas if that really was the Civil War, i'd die first. Great.

Then we had to make "guns" [with your finges] and shoot at the dudes group. I never died!! I was a survivor. It was pretty nice. Then we had to make bayonets and charge....that was pretty much gross. After the "war", we learned about hoopskirts and uhm....spooning. Spooning is when 2 guys lay on eachother...like spoons.......I honestly got a kick out of that. And I knew what Nikki ment by saying "Maggie, Mr. Book wants you to spoon him." Haha!

We sat in the un-shaded feild while the High Schoolers were further up the hill on a waterslide. Goddamn I wanted to be them.

I was breaking out in hives from too much sun, so I went to the nurse with Mrs. Mckssick. I took a bennedrill, which would make me pass out VERY soon. Then activity I went to next was in the Cafiteria. It was a press conference with Mr. Lincoln!!! ABE THE BABE!!! He was a sexy cunt. I bet you didn't know that he only have one year or less of schooling. Hah. It was nice. Airconditioning and a nice time to copy somones worksheet.

After ABE THE BABE, we went to the LGI for the principal's Gettysburg preesntation. The LGI is very large....and chilly......so it was ncie for a nap :D So I didnt listen to him at all....I was so tired from that medication! So I pretty much passes out in that class. Sliverback woke me up at 2:12, one minute left of school. Jibrin was watching me.....ehhhhh.....that bothers me haha. So I got up......and took my worksheet, turned it in to Mrs. Daughrety, and left. I took my MP3 player and left all my homework behind. I am treating myself to a homework free weekend :D

On the bus, I didn't share the MP3 with Ange hahahaa. I made her sit and talk to Shane. Ange had some mnm's on the bus, so she shared a little with me. The loud music kept me up on the bus.

I got home and literaly passed out. It was 3, I woke up at 6:30 or 7....and my sister, Ange, walking into the living room with ICECREAM. WHAT THE FUCK?? I wanted icecream!!! So I made my dad give me his hahaaaaa. It was gross vanilla with peanuts in it.....it was okay though. Then I got on buzznet....and talked to all of you guys. And uhm....now i'm probably going to send a FWD message saying to read this and then sleep.

That is a dull dull day of my life. Oh, this is a bit vague. My life is a lot more exciting. I cry from laughter......and I have some good times.

Me and my friend Kylie [Kylielikestopanic] were talking on aim....regular conversation. I was reading a fanfic and it just so happened to have William Beckett in it. Since she is also a huge fan, I told her the main idea of a chapter. I told her

Me: It's about Beckett starving his chick

Kylie: OH!!!!!

Me: Yeah...I know.....you cant even imagin him doing that!! He only starves himself ;] Just kiddingggg

Kylie: No!! For a second...I thought you typed "Shaves his Dick" instead of "Starves his Chick"!!!!!!

Me: LMFAO. So.....Beckett has a hairless lion?

Kylie: ?Explain yourself.

Me: Well.....you know.....his dick being a lion....his main being shaved......so.....he has a hairless lion?

Kylie: AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA

And, thus, Beckett having a hairless lion was born.

I woke up and decided I should sleep in, I might need it.

I flattened my hair, not very well, and was blasting FOB in my home.

Me, Ange, Gina and Robin Hawk went to get Sarah, hahahaha. We were supposed to meet at Country Pools and Spas, but Sarah wasn't there -cries-  So since I don't pwn cellular phone....I had to walk into the place and talk to the pedos and use theirs. -cringes- Thankfully Sarah was just down the street, we picked her up and left back to my humble abode.

We got home and chilled for a little, sipped our Monster and AMP. Like any cool kid would do. We talked about how much fun it would be. I did clearly state "I hope they play Hum Hallalujah." Cause it's my faveorite and all.

When my dad got home, he told me the night before he'd just let us go, but NOOOO. He decided to take up 1/2 an hour and talk to the neighbor, Trisha. So we had to go through rush hour traffic pretty much.....smth dd.

We were on the road, finally. Me, Ange, Sarah, and Robin Hawk sat in the back. We really wished we were skinny then. If we were all like Ange, life would have been nicer. Gina sat on Pappy's lap, I think you all need to comfort her, it was truely tragic hahaah.

We arrived at the Pavilion and my heart was racing. It was like....butterflys were hXc dancing it my insides....I coulden't stop shaking. We had to pay 10 fucking bucks to park.....that would be 10 of my fucking dollars. Rip off......but anyways, at least I was in.

We parked in the back and we REALLY wanted to get in line.....it was a long line......and it was hott as fuck. My mom decided to take her fucking time as usual and pissed around with her face. I took some of Pappys mulah and bought me a special addition newspaper. It is very nice :] I also lost my belt-loop that is attached to my FOB belt, but THAT wasn't going to stop me. I  had belt-loops on my pants :]

In line, we signed up for some free stuff which i'll never get cause I never turned in my raffle ticket.....but oh well haha. It was something to do. As we edged our way closer in line, we heard 'Checkmarks' playing in the back, the babies we're playing :]

We didn't get checked much.....he didnt touch my ass. I might have had a bomb in my ass!!! But yeha, the little fuck felt my waits and boobs.  I was in.

Wehn we got in, I wanted to buy merch asap. But what? No. Robin fucking Hawk fucks up AGAIN and makes up go get a beer with her. So I give her 10 bucks for a pissy beer.....she had to get large. And I was hoping they'd say no....she got carded. But they gave it to her anyways. Fucker. I was pissed, that money blew my dreams of a nice shirt away.

Since I was pissed, I walked very fast with Ange and Sarah to the first entrance to the pavilion as possible. They made us go seperate ways, me and my mom went left, ange and Sarah went right. Me and Robin Hawk walked down to this food court thing and the entrance to mosh pit was right in the corner. They gave me my bracelet reading "Entering Mosh Area Is At Your Own Risk." Then we went to get our tickets stamped. The pit was 1/2 way full.....I was pretty close to start with. All these t33n13s were crowded around the bass section. Supprise supprise! Little cunts only came for Pete.

I looked back stage...and who did I see? THE BURLS!!! I seen him and went t33n13 for a second....during that second, I shouted to the top of my fucking lungs "FUCK YEAH HURLEY BURLEY!!!!!!!" It felt good. He timidly waved. I knew it was to me, but he didn't know I did it. I went crazy.....he was looking good with his fatty body guard haha.

I was avoiding Robin Hawk the whole wait...she was asking my for all my money for beer. IT WAS TOO FUCKING EXPENSIVE!!! I denyed her. We were standing in the middle of the pit, I was standing beside this nice boy. He was really tan, blonde hair, and was thick. He was cute, he was checking me out every 8 seconds.....he was a nice boy :]

Then....it was starting. Cobra Star Ship came out to play with us. I went a little crazy....i'm not BIG into them....but i'm a fan. They were taking about how much thtey love us for comming early for them, I moshed a little. Some chick over in the corner got LOTS of attention from Gabe, he wanted to sex it up fer sure. She also threw him a cobra and a goody bag for the band, they all got Hello Kitty/Princess toothbrushes !!!! Gabe also tought us how to do the Cobra Religion Sign. I cant tell you......it's an action....you'd have to join the clique' ;] The last song they played, Snakes on a Plane, me and that boy moshed. It was really fun haha. BEckett came out to play......I died literally. I was screaming and jumping. Beckett was so adorable........I wanted to hug his frail little body so much.

I waited, and met a butchlezbiandykefuck. I didn't catch her name. She had the bartskull tattooed onto her wrist, pete was on her cellphone, and she had a FOB totebag. Then she had some really nice hair, black and white, and her monroe done. But she was a big gurl haha. We moshed to the front a little more, I was still near that nice boy. He let me go in fromnt of him, I love him for life. Eventually, he gets farther back, I smile at him. He gave his spot for me haha.

Then.....some guy came out.....like Paul Walls bffz4l. Cause Dirty was SUPPOSED to be hosting, but he was too busy getting drunk haha. So Paul Wall came out. He was a little gangsta.....I was too busy thinking about what was comming next <3. Paul Wall had a nice little grill......he threw it to a boy on the gate. They were for sale, I COULD have got one, but no....BEER came first.

Then, I got a little closer. If the pit had rows, i'd be in row 3. I was advancing like a bitch, it was nice. A huge fucking curtan moved out and it said REALLY big "The Academy Is..." it was the cover to Santi. Then, behold, the precious, The Academy Is... came out. I went so crazy......they played Neighbors, Big Mess, Slow Down, Checkmarks, and I think something else I cant remember. It was probably....oh yeah. Black Mamba. But......oh fucking God. Beckett.....we. made. eye. contact. It was great.....my mom left to piss and he made eye contact with me. I was dancing and jumping and moshing so hardcore, he noticed me and treated me like his biggest fan [in the pit that is....] He opened his eyes reallllly huge and let me take a picture of him, great. I took the pic, but my finger is in the way....the camera dosent have a screan, it sucks. So I fucked up big time. He also flashed us, -faints-. He said to come meet him, but I coulden't risk my spot for fall out boy. But yeah, in the end....me and becket had visual sex hahaha.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

The next to preform was +44.....since I sweat and dyed too much for TAI, I used their preformance to re-cooperate. Me and my mom were really close, a row of kids away. And these boys who were drunk and came for +44 start moshing so hxc to the front.....they made everyone move close together, I was being rubbed everywhere. The guards took one of them little fucks out >:] I seriously cant breathe at this point. I've shouted EVERY word that's come out of the singers mouth so far, my chest is on fire. My feet are sore, my lgs are giving out, my back is TOO in-posture...I was in hell. I just kept thinking "fall Out Boy is comming soon.......so soon.......next...."

Then, I was in for the longest of all the waits. They took all the drums away, tok about...0394753 stages away......painted the stage.......took down the signs for TAI and +44....while this happaned, I moved into front row. 2 girls who I sepperated, one was kinda okay wiht me  the other was a total bitch. Well, they both were cunts. The one on my left was like "I cant breathe, move your hips." So I moved my body MORE to the front, I WASNT moving. All I said was "This is a fucking mosh pit. You should be prepared for this shit." Then I made a comment to my mom, i said "It feels like hell." and the fat bitch over to my right says "well, gosh, why dont you move? me and that other girl have been here the whole concert." hahahaha. I said "i was here for the whole fucking concert, too. i'm not moving for your nasty ass, fuckercunt." they stopped.

On the huge screans....they were playing the displace me comercials [which I already seen :P] It showed pete's frist time playing bass EVER, the dispalce me program....things  like that....Then, they started turning off all lights.

The front screan was showing random images of fall out boy, the tero cards, clans cartoons, hemmy, and other things.....and.....well, playing some creepy-ass music. the lights above me said FOB....it was like a dream. Then, out of nowhere, a huge BOOM happens and Fall Out Boy fly up from out of the ground. Joe grabs his guitar and runs down to the front.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

They are playing, and i'm taking picures, i'm moshing, i'm hitting that bitch in the head, i'm stomping on that other bitches toes, my body's being crushed, i'm happy, i'm crying, and i'm hotttttttt.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

I took a picture, dedicated to Nikki, who coulden't be in the mosh pit with me :'[http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

Then, I took a picture of the whole stage.....It was nice all the time, I figure i'll share it haha.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

And this is the last pic from the first song alone....http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

When they played Arms Race, I took some nice'ens of Joe. He took a bottle of water, and spit it all on the pit. It landed on my lips, yum haha. Pot and water......niceeee. Little bit of Jew, too haha.  So, I took this picture for Marla http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

Oh....then...AND then they sung the FOB National Anthem....Raise The Diamonds In The Sky...and who cmes out to play? Gabe. Making the cobra...piss on his haha. We all sung the national anthem of fall out boy, grand theft autumn :] How nice!!??!! Dirty was getting ready right beside me, I could have touched him...but some dude scared me b saying he had heppatitus and not to touch him lol, so I didnt. http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

So uhm.....everyone left stage...there were these rooms, where you can see a shadow of a figure, but no any details, PETE UNDRESSED HIMSELF BEHIND IT!!!!! Omg......life was compleited......and when they left, Patrick played golden :]http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">[i'm not sure if it's flipped the right way haha]

Then Pete's friend, Tyler, had to do pushups through a whole song. Lol, I got pics!http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

Then.....oh wow.....they played Hum Hallalujah....Pete's words made me so emotional. About how you can be a freak and loser in school, but sometimes they come out on top.....then it played. My favorite song. Ever. Wow. I was screaming EVERY word, crying like a fuck, I held it back pretty good. Patrick AND Pete BOTH smiled at me for these songs.....like, you know how you can tell you are looking someone in the eye? Yeah, that's what I got. It was heaven, I swear. http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">pshht, some kids started an ACTUAL mosh pit during hum hallalujah...and the guard got in my way. my favorite song was ruined, but I didn't die over it. They show wasnt over haha.

They played Thnks Fr Th Mmrs, it was nice. I was dying of exhaustion. My mouth was so dry. It was the first time it's ever happened.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

They had a nice little supprise....like....the floor infront of me ejected itself around into drums, and andy came down to play. Maggie, this first pic it for you.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

it was nice.

They played one and only.......no timba =/ BUT....Joe come back to playyy again!! So did Pete....:]http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert020.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

Yeah.....the FOB poster signed in blood, a little 7 year old boy got it. I was so happy for him :] He got to hit Dirty like a few times in the head with  baseballs lol. I felt bad....but..I LOVEEE MY LIFEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

Last song.....Saturday......Yeah. I went all out. My last bits of energy. I used it ALL on them. It was so sad, so happy, I was the happiest kid alive.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

OH....the end of saturday, Pete takes off his jacket, and jummps off stage. He has a bodyguard grab his short little legs and he goes into the crowd....RIGHT NEAR ME. so, I get moshed to the left, the Xc kid move me, but I move back. For maybe 3 or so seconds....My hand was on Petes bum ^_^ I was so happy.......wow. Words cant explain. But yeah...here's the last pics I got. The first one's like, the last second he's on stage before he goes into the crowd.http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">http://photobucket.com" target="_blank">..http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r285/missxwentzx00/falloutboyconcert027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

After the show, me and Robin Hawk left. We ran into ang and sarah, WHO MET TAI. I'm sure Ange and Sarag and Maggie and Nikki will blog about that ;] I got myslef a clan necklace...and I left. Beaten and bruised.......here's all of my pics. I woulden't doubt I forgot some.....

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there you go, lovelies :]

That summer we took threes across the board
But by fall we were a cover story
Now in stores
Make us poster boys in your scene
But we are not making an accepting speech
I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes
Every dot com's refreshing for a journal update

So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

I can take your problems away
with a nod and a wave
Of my hand,
'Cause that's just the kind of boy that I am.
The only thing I haven't done that is done
And it's me and my password at the after life
Crowds are won, lost and won again
But all hearts beat, for the dead heart

So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

So long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

Long live the car-crash hearts
(Long live the car-crash hearts)
Long live the car-crash hearts
(Long live the car-crash hearts)

Long live the car-crash hearts
Cry on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

The Take Over, The Break's Over

Baby, seasons change but people don't.
And I'll always be waiting in the back room.
I'm boring but overcompensate with
Headlines and flash flash flash photography.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way from fashion magazines.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

Say, your head could be a prison.
Then these are just conjugal visits.
People will dissect us till
This doesn't mean a thing anymore.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.

Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee?
Style your way from fashion magazines.
Widow or a divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.
We don't fight fair.

We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places (woah).
We do it in the dark, with smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.
We don't fight fair.
With smiles on our faces.
we're trapped and well concealed, in secret places.

Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
We don't fight fair.

This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race

I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But, I digress

I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate oh-so intricate [x2]

I wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima-donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like hips or cars,
No, more like parties

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
Bandwagon's full
Please, catch another

I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate oh-so intricate [x2]

All the boys who the dance floor didn't love
And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough
Sing, until your lungs give out

This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Now you)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Wear out the groove)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Sing out loud)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race
(Oh, oh)
This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race

I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh-so intricate oh-so intricate [x2

I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

Last year's wishes
Are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance
To burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself sick in the head
Cause I know how the words get you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof and loneliness
At best, at best

Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits
That you couldn't bare to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath
Kisses still there
From a sour bottle baby girl
With eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bulletproof and loneliness
At best, at best

Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

The best way
To make it through
With hearts and wrists in tact
Is to realize
Two outta three ain't bad
Ain't bad

Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Sitting in a honeymoon
(In a honeymoon)
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Sitting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

Hum Hallelujah

It's all a game of this or that
Now this is there
that out of all the girls worse for wear
And you’re someone
Who knows someone who knows someone
I once knew
And I just want to be a part of this

The road outside my house
Is paved with good intentions
Fire up the construction crew
Cause it's hell on the engine
And you are the dreamer
And we are the dream.
I could write it better than you ever felt it. So...

Hum hallelujah
to stop the day of reason
I thought I loved you
It was just how you looked in the light.
Our teenage vow in a parking lot
Till tonight's "I Do" us part
I've seen the blues
And I've swallowed them too.

My words are my fate to hell
With our good name.
We mix up your guts
Your insight x-rays. And
One day we'll get nostalgic for disaster
will it blow your ears or just a china show

I love you in the same way
There's chapel in the hospital
one foot in your bedroom
And one foot out the door
Sometimes we take chances
Sometimes we take pills.
I could write it better than you ever felt it. So...

Hum hallelujah
to stop the day of reason
I thought I loved you
It was just how you looked in the light.
Our teenage vow in a parking lot
Till tonight's "I Do" us part
I've seen the blues
And I've swallowed them too.

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu... [2x]

Our teenage vow in a parking lot
Till tonight "I Do" us part
I've seen the blues
And swallowed them too.
So...

Hum hallelujah
to stop the day of reason
I thought I loved you
It was just how you looked in the light.

Our teenage vow in a parking lot
Till tonight's "I Do" us part [3x]

I've seen the blues
And I've swallowed them too.

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
In case god doesn't show
(Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll)

And I want these words to make things right
But it's for wrongs that make the words come to life
Who does he think he is?
If that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you
Only sweeter
One night and yeah, one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See, he tastes like you
Only sweeter

Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going back
In these crystal balls
It's always cloudy
Except when you look into the past
One night stand
(One night stand)

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you
Only sweeter
One night and yeah, one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See, he tastes like you
Only sweeter

They say
"I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms
Collecting patient lovers"
Get me out of my mind
Get you out of those clothes
I'm a letter away
From getting you into the mood
Whoa

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you
Only sweeter
One night and yeah, one more time
Thanks for the memories
Thanks for the memories
See, he tastes like you
Only sweeter

(One night, one more time)
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you
Only sweeter
One night and yeah, one more time
(One night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
(For the memories)
Thanks for the memories
(For the memories)
See, he tastes like you
Only sweeter

Golden

How cruel is the golden rule?
When the lives we lived were only golden-plated
And I knew the lights of the city were too heavy for me
And though I can't wear karats for everyone to see

And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raised their babies
To stay away from him

Tongues are my stalkings of electric dreams
Where the sewage of you drowns the spark of my tears

And I knew the lights of the city were too heavy for me (too heavy for me)
And though I can't wear karats for everyone to see

And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raised their babies
To stay away from him
And pray that he'll grow up to be me

Don't You Know Who I Think I Am?

Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
Penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insight
Or a fortune for your disaster
And I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank

We only want to sing you to sleep in your bedroom speakers, whoa
We need umbrellas on the inside
Give me a sign

They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down

Oh oh oh oh

I could learn to pity fools as I'm the worst of all
And I can't stop feeling sorry for myself

Carpal Tunnel Of Love (i think these are VERY wrong...)

We take sour sips
From life's lush lips
And we shake shake shake the hips
In relationships
Stop by this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know"
You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding
And we might have started singing just a little soon
We're throwing the stones in a glass room

Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming

We keep the beat,
With your blistered feet
We bullet the words at the mockingbirds, singing
Slept through the weekend
And dream
We're sinking with the melody of the kiss of eternity
Got postcards from my former self, saying "how you been"?
We might have said goodbyes just a little soon
(Stop by this disaster town)
Our beliefs of kissing beats over this room

Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming

It was ice cream headaches and sweet avalanche
When the pearls in our shells came out to dance
You call me a bad tipper of the cradle
But I’m tired yawns for fawns on hunter’s lawns
We’re the has-beens of husbands
Sharpening the knives of young wives
Take two years and call me when you're better
Take teardrops of mine, find yourself wetter

Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming
Whoa ah oh we're so miserable and stunning
Whoa ah oh far from the genuine becoming

You're Crashing, But Your No Wave

The D.A. is dressed to the nines
In the mirror he practices all his lines
To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor
I’m guessing that he read the morning paper
The headline reads “the man hangs, but the jury doesn’t”

And everybody’s looking for relief
The united states versus disbelief
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the argument
from face to floor the body falls like bachelors or bad luck girls
Only breathing with the aid of the knife

Can’t help it
Can’t share
That you could be the cause of that casket
Baby forget if his head lays here
Isn’t it tragic

He glances at his pew sitting seven to twelve sacked
On one to six the gallery is hushed
Boys in three pieces dream of girls daring and bravado
City streets in a cell not withstanding what we don’t know
Hang on the rope and paint it black
Whichever you prefer

And everybody’s looking for relief
A bidding war for what old friends greet
The calls for chick and the calls for true
Now a work that I can make you comprehend
Too well dressed for the witness stand
The best place for whichever headline writes

Can’t help it
Can’t share
That you could be the cause of that casket
Baby forget if his head lays here
Isn’t it tragic

First class suit and tie
I’m desperate
Sing and die
Can’t talk my way out of anything
The folder lets us turn it to the above and totaled actions
We find the defendant guilty

Can’t help it
Can’t share
That you could be the cause of that casket
Baby forget if his head lays here
Isn’t it tragic [x2]

Whoa

We only want to sing you to sleep
In your bedroom speakers, whoa
We need umbrellas on the inside
Give us light

They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down

We only want to sing you to sleep
(Your bedroom speakers, whoa)
We only want to sing you to sleep

They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down
They say quitters never win
We walk the plank, we walk the plank
There's a world outside of my front door
That gets off on being down

Bang The Doldrums

I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits

Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars

This city says...

Come hell or high water
Well I'm feeling hot and wet
I can't commit to a thing
Be it heart or hospital

Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars

The tombstones were waiting
They were half-engraved
They knew it was over
Just didn't know the date

And I cast a spell over the west to make you think of me
The same way I think of you
This is a love song in my own way
I believe the raftor didn't know the waist

Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars

Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers