Sing it for Sarah

I'm not sure if this if real or fake, but I'm passing it on anyway. A girl named Sarah on her way home from a friend's house was approached by some people who began to tease her and insult her for the My Chemical Romance t-shirt she was wearing. They then decided she didn't deserve to live because of the music she listened to. So they kicked her to the ground and violently bashed her and just left her there.

Sarah died later in hospital.

If this story if true, I hope the people who did this get what they deserve.

No one should die for the music hey love.

Stop the hate.

Until next,

Your Doom.

Some things I just gotta share with you...

As it happens I'm now sitting on my bed, and crunching down on a hard piece of butterscotch candy.
I just completed reading a lovely John Green novel entitled "An Abundance of Katherines". A great read, I must say.
I borrowed the book from my sweetheart, and now month-long, boyfriend. The scent of the book just give me a sense of his presence. Either the books smell like him, or he smells like books.
Both ways, the scent is wonderful.Although with each page, the scent is there, if I go back a page, it has faded away.
I guess this means when I return the books to him, they'll smell like me or something, I dunno.
Gosh I doubt anyone actually reads this blog...

YAY! Me and my love <3

Anyway, that's me for now.

Until next,
Your Doom.

Can't think of a title

Wow, it's been months or something since my last post on here.
A lot has happened...

Larger than life is what these circumstances are. I can't really explain.
Love is a horrid and miserable thing that plucks every ounce of life from your very being.
Lust is a fool to you, as it is no more than a temptation that can only be acted on in one way.
Love  and lust are often confused with one-another, especially by teenagers. I know this for a fact, unfortunately.
I wish I wasn't such a meat-headed child, and that I had some form of substance to me.
Reckless as it seems I've destroyed a friendship without even doing anything.
I accepted the courtship of a particular teenage male, which resulted in the death of said friendship. It doesn't matter though; he's with another female now, whom is neither I nor my now "ex-friend"
I Don't really mind it though, for now...actually no that was a lie. But I shall remain his loyal friend as he is an amazing person and I feel as though my soul is bound to his.

Until next,
Your Doom.

What is this? (1)

Just A tempting thought

Within my mind

But what is this?

If there is nothing

What is nothing?

Stop this blood

"END IT YOU WASTE!!"

Break...right on time

Freeze me within inconsistent heartache

I wish it would

"STOP!" 

For all of us

We forgive

Forget

Love

Die

"We could live forever, if you've got the time..."

Your Doom

Racism: What's With It Anyway?

Recently I have noticed a large increase in racism at my school.
I have found it in one of my classes today:
A girl says to one of the guys " you look Asian today". The boy somehow seems to take offence to this, as though looking of Asian decent is considered to be an insult.
I simply do not understand this: Here we are, in Australia, a multi-cultural society, and teachers do not even pick up on blatant racism.
This saddens me ever so much. I do not know why we as the human race take such to mocking our own selves for fear of difference.
I would like to hear you, the readers, thoughts on the subject.
"I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: 'We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.'"
Your Doom.

Poor Ignorent Fools...

Facebook. Yes, I'm ranting about Facebook. The biggest lie said by those who have a Facebook account is:
By submitting this information, I acknowledge that I have read and agree to the Terms of Use and Privacy Policy.
It's kind of rediculous, but most people don't know that ticking that little box is almost the same as selling your soul to the devil! They don't "own" everything you post, but by agreeing with the Terms of Use, you agree to allowing them use much of your information, and they can sell and/or redistribute it. So, I warn all you Facebook users, beware of what you post and upload.
That is all.
Your Doom.

On Another Note...

I am proud to say that I love music, but I will not be posting any of my opinions on music in this blog.
If you care enough about my musical preferences, then go HERE.
Thank you.
Your Doom.