The wanted identity...

mistique_drake @ 2007-02-23T14:18:00

2007-05-16T19:20:11Z

Guess who's back?

mistique_drake @ 2006-05-14T13:37:00

2006-05-14T18:38:51Z

I had this big long entry that I wanted to write out,
but I am too tired to even think straight right now.
You will be hearing more of me,
I suppose.

mistique_drake @ 2005-11-22T08:47:00

2005-11-22T14:49:21Z

Guess what livejournal?

I am back.

I don’t think I will be posting much.

But I am back at reading people’s journals,

And possibly leaving comments here and there.

For anyone who cares?

I don’t know.

So i had this conversation...

2005-09-16T03:04:40Z

WITH A PERSON WHO WILL REMAIN UNKNOWN DUE TO SOME VIOLENT CIRCUMSTANCES

I b Dahme: ninja BOOM
BOOGERFACE: ...ninja...idk SLAP
I b Dahme: KARATE chop ... waBAM
BOOGERFACE: JU-DOU KICK
I b Dahme: no no
I b Dahme: you cant be a ninja
I b Dahme: *waves champain bottle furiously in the air and points to oneself in the repition of I* I AM THE FUCKING NINJA got it hoe?
I b Dahme: I I I carry out ninja functions.
BOOGERFACE: first off...champagne...and uh...no. b/c i've got the ninja kitty so me and the kitty...yeah those would be our ninja functions nikkuh.
I b Dahme: but see you are a EFFIN pirate monkey
BOOGERFACE: that's only one of my aliases.
I b Dahme: kicks your CAR
BOOGERFACE: no.no.no.no.no. you go kick derek's car.
I b Dahme: his car = beautiful presence
BOOGERFACE: beautiful presence?
BOOGERFACE: what?
I b Dahme: PUNCHES YOU>>> didnt see that coming did you? FIREMAN
BOOGERFACE: *ducked* uh yeah b/c uh I'M A FRAKIN PIRATE NINJA
BOOGERFACE: ...
BOOGERFACE: duh
I b Dahme: yeah yeah... OH YEAH?
I b Dahme: *flicks you in the eye* ... YEAH
BOOGERFACE: uh...OW!
I b Dahme: yeah, see NO YOU DIDNT C
I b Dahme: haha
BOOGERFACE: loser
I b Dahme: OH NO

mistique_drake @ 2005-09-05T20:21:00

2005-09-06T01:23:14Z

Guess what guys?

I am a horrible child, a very horrible fucking child.

Or so that is the impression I give my mother and step-father.

You see I dont call him dad anymore.

That is not right on my behalf.

Nothing is right on my behalf.

So fuck it.

thEnd,

Just felt you needed to know that guys.

mistique_drake @ 2005-08-19T06:42:00

2005-08-19T11:42:49Z

This has been one of the worst weeks by far.

I have school.

I have a mother who is influenced by her husband.

That is not my dad or anything close to it.

How the fuck could you hate your child?

Okay,

Maybe I could see if he murdered someone,

Or did something so horrid you were ashamed of them,

But what the fuck did I do?

This is going to be a bad year,

I can feel it creeping up my spine.

She doesn’t fucking care.

I will bring you down with me if I have to.

I am out.

Dommi

and it goes on...

2005-08-08T23:29:10Z

He looked at her from the room afar. There was something about her, a magnificence so brilliant he did not know himself she had within her. Of course, she was modest and never showed any of her true beauty. With the lowest esteem, she went day by day unnoticed by many and keeping to herself a lot, never letting anyone in.

Mistique was one of those unique people that come around every blue moon. No one really knew what to make of her. They would pass her and always want to know about her. Always made fun of her, no one really was ever on her side. She was in a great downfall in life, and kept going down all the more. Did anyone ever see it? No, why would they? It is not like people notice the small things anyways.

I haven’t written in a long time and what not.
I just got a new laptop and such.
I will be writing my novel more.
I will begin to reconstruct it,
The way I want it.
With no illusions to real life,
Just the way it should be.

I have been really feeling like shit lately.
For reason I don’t wish to talk about.
So don’t ask.
I don’t think it is stupid either,
Everyone goes through it.
Some more than others,
And I happen to be the some that gets it the worst.

I am tired,
Sick and tired,
And all I want to do is sleep.
But change does not come on its own.

I am out…

Dommi

mistique_drake @ 2005-08-04T05:20:00

2005-08-04T10:20:24Z

I really don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me?

I mean,
No one sits up every night,
Thinking thinking the way I do,
About everything in my life,
And everything in other peoples life,
Or about the people around them…

I do care too much and people don’t see it.
I try to hard,
And I hate myself for it.
I hate being like this.

I hate crying myself to sleep…
I hate crying when no one sees me….

I wanted to write so much more,
But I can’t even bring myself to do that nowadays
It’s like there is a fucking block,
I don’t know what it is
Where it’s coming from
I just know its there
Blocking my way
And I can’t get rid of it
I can’t penetrate it
I can just sit back and let everything happen
Day by day

and yes your mom did pass away
and i cant stop crying
i couldnt believe it would hit me so hard
you always and have always had my love,
no matter how much we have been in hate of each other
youve always been there
and we have those memories of everything
and i regret ever not being there for you
or being a bad friend
but i would never wish bad upon you
as others have,
i feel bad
i have always felt bad
and i just dont know why
maybe its me?

its always me

why also,
do you feel the need to rag on me?
i mean everyone does it,
so you cant show me anything,
i mean what the fuck?
am i not right there too
i would like to know what you are talking about
fuck off i dont need any of you
laugh now,
ill be the one laughing later

i am violent,
you just dont know...
maybe youll come to find out

mistique_drake @ 2005-08-03T13:26:00

2005-08-03T20:26:50Z

So I thought I liked this boy,

Yeah,

Well I guess I don't stand a chance.

LIKE EVER

I hate boys with girlfriends,

Or boys that like girls...

I mean wtf!?

ps. There actually could have been something there.

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-31T17:19:00

2005-07-31T22:20:13Z

i have a horrible life

and no one can understand

and dont fucking tell me oh someone else has it worse

this is the worst it can get

so fuck off

Shut the fuck up!

2005-07-30T18:23:39Z

I felt it was a time for an update,

since I haven’t done it in such a long time.

this is sort of going to be my vent area for the time being,
so if you don’t want to read it go the fuck away.

K THX…

Anyways,
Why do I always have to be the one going around finding something to do for people?
Once I would like to receive a phone call,
It going something like this…
“Hey, what are you up to for tonight? Want to do something?”
No one ever really thinks about me anymore.
It’s like everyone has better people they could be around,
And forget about their old friends,
Oh but when they need something they call.
That is so not right.

Oh and this doesn’t apply to you… (McGee)
I know you are always there for me,
Even when we get into fights or upset with one another.

I am just sick of seeing people I know when I go out.
I am like hey,
So blah blah blah what have you been up to?
What are you doing tonight?
Oh, well that’s cool.
Yeah I am going to a party in a while,
Oh you want to come?
Yeah come along it will be fun.

But it’s never you,
Oh hey doode!
I haven’t seen you in a while,
What are you up to for tonight?
Want to come hang out with us or something?

I make plans for my friends that I hang out with,
They are two people… count them 1 fucking 2…
Okay occasionally 3,
But that is on occasion,
I make plans around them to have fun.

Its hard when no one else wants to join you,
Or is to fucking busy doing other shit.

The summer was a waste.
I didn’t do anything special.
I didn’t get anything special.
I didn’t find anything special.

I feel so fucking ugly.
I feel so fucking hurt.

Go away.

I am out…

Dommi

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-22T04:54:00

2005-07-22T09:55:07Z

sometimes it feels like we are stuck in our own prison

where we hate ourselves,

but everyone is so complicated and strange,

that makes them so beautiful.

Emotions running high.

2005-07-17T18:26:22Z

MistiqueDrake: i hate poeple
MistiqueDrake: i especially hate people who treat me like shit
MistiqueDrake: i hate people who take advantage of me... or my money
MistiqueDrake: i hate people who use me
MistiqueDrake: i hate people who have almost gfs or like someone
MistiqueDrake: i hate boys with gfs.
MistiqueDrake: i hate girls that are fucking brain dead but guys cant resist them
MistiqueDrake: i hate being me.
RareImperfections: sorry
RareImperfections: shitty day?
MistiqueDrake: how about shitty life.
MistiqueDrake: from day one i have been getting screwed and i am just fed up with it
MistiqueDrake: no matter how hard i try to make someone happy i cant... and then they are like its not you its me but when someone else comes around fucking... like idk even how to describe them
MistiqueDrake: not even better than me... but anyways they seem to make that person float on fucking wings
MistiqueDrake: what the fuck do i do wrong? what is wrong with me?
MistiqueDrake: i have a great personality and a lot going for me...
MistiqueDrake: okay so i may not be pretty
MistiqueDrake: but what the fuck.
MistiqueDrake: ... i hate people.

I don’t know what has been wrong with me lately. It seems like I want to change but nothing has progressed. I used to be popular and now, now its just like I am dying slowly and becoming “shellish.”

I seriously hate waking up in the morning to be myself. I have a mother who fucking loves me deathly, but a step father who hates me more than an anorexic person hates food.

I try and try over and over to make people happy, but no one really ever worries about making me happy. They move on and make new friends and forget about me. I barely go out with anyone else than my other friends. YES I HAVE A FUCKING TRUST ISSUE. Get the fuck over it.

I sit here crying, and I don’t why I am crying. Maybe its because I hate you, or maybe its because I hate myself more than anything. I can’t say I don’t care anymore, because I care a little too much.

I don’t even know my thoughts anymore. I want to tell someone everything, everything from like the beginning, but I can’t. I never can, not even my closest friends. It hurts me because I feel that they won’t understand, and I guess I have always had a problem expressing myself.

I hate the way I am. I hate everything about it. I hate the way people hate me. I hate the way everything works, and how it just doesn’t seem to ever work for me. Sure I am okay when I kiss that person, but it’s not a forever lasting thing. I can say that when we are dating, but you know with me it won’t ever happen so why even mention it.

I am out…

Dommi

And there is so much more,
this is just not even covering the basis of it.

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-16T14:49:00

2005-07-16T19:51:16Z

Hey,

Going to hang out with the people today,

And some more cool and awesome people.

If you want to hang or just come by,

Call me or something rather.

Call the cell,

Doesn’t matter what time because

I will be out to at least 2 in the morn’

So yeah hit me up kids

225 892 8178

okay, i will write a longer entry later, but this should do for now.

2005-07-14T18:34:00Z

I have a problem,

Of which I can’t talk to anyone about.

Because I am a loser,

And I just beat around the bush most of the time.

I need comfort,

I want to stop crying at least once a day,

Or not be close to crying,

I just want to be happy,

Because that feeling left me numb a long time ago.

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-10T17:58:00

2005-07-10T22:58:55Z

Last night,

I found out something about myself.

I found out a couple things,

And honestly,

Some of these things scare me.

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-09T18:57:00

2005-07-09T23:58:40Z

I am going out tonight.

Anyone who wants to come with,

Call me.

225 892 8178

I am out…

Dommi

thEnd

ps. THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT. endofstory.

Stance.

2005-07-03T09:41:02Z

So, all my chick friends are hotter than me.

This is what they say.

You know,

The people that say it all the fucking time.

I seriously quit.

I am out...

Dommi

mistique_drake @ 2005-07-01T14:59:00

2005-07-01T20:00:09Z

Hey guys and girls,
I am going out with my friends.
Call me if you want to hang out.
We are looking for shit to do.

225 892 8178 my cell

The thoughts that linger...

2005-06-25T02:09:29Z

I don’t know why,
But lately I have been feeling…
Like a fucking rag doll,
That is being passed around,
From friend to friend,
And from boy to boy.

It hurts my feelings that when…
People can call me when they have nothing BETTER to do
People can call upon me when they are down and looking for someone to cheer them up
People can call for my help
People can call upon me when they need someone to listen.

What about me?
Where is my person to call when I have nothing BETTER to do?
Where is my person to call when I am down?
Where is my person when I need to be cheered up?
Where is my person to call for when I need help?
Where is my person to just sit and listen to me?
Even if it’s just ranting or rambling out my ass.

Most of all where is my person that can make me feel comfortable no matter what.

My perfect color brown boy is no longer.
I wish to expel all the memoirs of him,
Of everything that happened,
Of how I used to see him,
Just of every fucking this I ever wasted on him.

I am tired,
I can’t sleep.
I am awake,
I can’t do anything.

I have no where to do,
Nothing to do,
No one to give my time to.

Sleep all day,
Awake all night.
What kind of life is this?

Saturday night,
Yeah sure it’s great
At times,
Where do you go when you have outlived your welcome?

Who is there to turn to?

Sometimes things get boring.
I am boring.
I am death…

And I am out…

Dommi

Dance the night away.

2005-06-20T16:23:54Z

Okay so I thought it was time for an update.

So I thought I would tell you about my night.

I love to dance for all of you people that don’t know that.

Oh, and my name is Dominique Jasmine Richardson…

Well I actually had fun last night.

I got a friend in trouble which I am highly sorry for.

It wasn’t big trouble we just stayed out later than her curfew.

Curfews suck, that’s why I don’t have one.

Anyways, so yesterday was one of the brighter days.

I woke up early in the morning to go volunteer at summer camp with the kids.

Jeremy works there.

I <3 Jeremy.

We got all our problems sorted out and now we are back to normal.

Camp was great fun,

We danced around and sung,

The kids love me.

I wish I would have got my job there….

Oh well….

I can’t go back and change it now.

Moving along,

So I went to camp and did all those things.

I came home and took a nap until like 9 o’clock.

Then I woke up and started getting ready for the BIG party.

I left the house at like 10 for the party.

I got to the party,

It was an okay party.

All eyes were on me when I was going the ratchet.

It was something let me tell you.

Everyone, it was just funny.

Then we all planned to do something afterwards.

So we go to the bowling alley.

That place is fun and we dance some more.

I absolutely love to dance.

Then we leave and we all go to the McDonalds parking lot.

We eat, and have more fun there.

Then it gets time to go home.

I wasn’t tired I wanted to party some more.

Oh well…

I now leave you with some pretty pictures.

With a little caption under them for a story.

I love you peeps.

I am out…

Dommi

Ps. I miss my BESTEST friend (you know who you is,) and I want to see my perfect color brown boy and dance the night away.

this is my pretty outfit, HEY IT WASNT BLACK, be proud.

these are the people I was with, we were in the parking lot just standing around... dancing by the cars.

why wont we stop dancing?

i didnt know these people, but they were in some car beside us. we just met them. followed by another pic of them.

okay so moving along...

we had a drunken STU...

this is a drunken... STU!? his car is hott but he is not... so we had this drunken STU SCOOP...

and...

and we had the cool Jimmy with Jeremys hand in the way....

and...

then the boys started to fight... (not really)

then nicole decided to jump in with her green pants. (if you look closely you can see a hand on them)

Jeremy move along, there is nothing you can do....

are you talking to me? Jeremy yes, sit your ass down...

OHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO the fights out! they gon put yo lights out....

and the cars left! .... and the lights did go out.... so its thEND!

okay i hoped you liked my story...

FINI!

So quick.

2005-06-19T06:59:59Z

I feel really miserable.

I don’t care whatever anyone reads,

I am just tired of keeping it all on the inside.

I want to write about it.

Then when I do,

It brings me to tears,

So I just stop.

I can’t talk to anyone about it.

They will tell me I am silly and that I am a fool,

And should just let it go.

I bet if they were feeling like this,

They would finally understand,

I would laugh in their face.

“You are stupid, and a fool, just let it go.”

I am stupid, and a fool, I should just let it go.

Why won’t it end?

Why do I even feel like this?

I am not supposed to feel like this.

I am out…

Dommi

Ps. I don’t know “what” anymore.

mistique_drake @ 2005-06-18T17:11:00

2005-06-18T22:26:44Z

Okay so I thought it was time for an update.

So I thought I would tell you about my night.

I love to dance for all of you people that don’t know that.

Oh, and my name is Dominique Jasmine Richardson…

Well I actually had fun last night.

I got a friend in trouble which I am highly sorry for.

It wasn’t big trouble we just stayed out later than her curfew.

Curfews suck, that’s why I don’t have one.

Anyways, so yesterday was one of the brighter days.

I woke up early in the morning to go volunteer at summer camp with the kids.

Jeremy works there.

I <3 Jeremy.

We got all our problems sorted out and now we are back to normal.

Camp was great fun,

We danced around and sung,

The kids love me.

I wish I would have got my job there….

Oh well….

I can’t go back and change it now.

Moving along,

So I went to camp and did all those things.

I came home and took a nap until like 9 o’clock.

Then I woke up and started getting ready for the BIG party.

I left the house at like 10 for the party.

I got to the party,

It was an okay party.

All eyes were on me when I was going the ratchet.

It was something let me tell you.

Everyone, it was just funny.

Then we all planned to do something afterwards.

So we go to the bowling alley.

That place is fun and we dance some more.

I absolutely love to dance.

Then we leave and we all go to the McDonalds parking lot.

We eat, and have more fun there.

Then it gets time to go home.

I wasn’t tired I wanted to party some more.

Oh well…

I now leave you with some pretty pictures.

With a little caption under them for a story.

I love you peeps.

I am out…

Dommi

Ps. I miss my BESTEST friend (you know who you is,) and I want to see my perfect color brown boy and dance the night away.

this is my pretty outfit, HEY IT WASNT BLACK, be proud.

these are the people I was with, we were in the parking lot just standing around... dancing by the cars.

why wont we stop dancing?

i didnt know these people, but they were in some car beside us. we just met them. followed by another pic of them.

okay so moving along...

we had a drunken STU...

this is a drunken... STU!? his car is hott but he is not... so we had this drunken STU SCOOP...

and...

and we had the cool Jimmy with Jeremys hand in the way....

and...

then the boys started to fight... (not really)

then nicole decided to jump in with her green pants. (if you look closely you can see a hand on them)

Jeremy move along, there is nothing you can do....

are you talking to me? Jeremy yes, sit your ass down...

OHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOO the fights out! they gon put yo lights out....

and the cars left! .... and the lights did go out.... so its thEND!

okay i hoped you liked my story...

FINI!

Boy do i wish!?

2005-06-13T15:15:18Z

I wish I could eat all the cookies I want.

That is a lie,

Because I really don’t love cookies as much as I love other things.

I wish I could have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

I wish I could have some pizza,

Oh and maybe a cheeseburger with French fries.

I can’t forget some raising cane’s chicken,

Oh my god would I kill for some right now.

Will anyone let me borrow their throat?

So that maybe I can obtain a little food in my system.

They won’t let me eat at all.

Well that is a good thing because I am fat.

I don’t eat the ice cream,

But I do love me some ICEES~!

Whoot whoot, they get me those daily.

I can’t live without them.

Okay that’s enough.

I am out…

Dommi

ps. I wish my best friend would come visit again. I bore her though, I WISH I COULD JUST TALK AND RELAX AND HANG. It is quite unfair.

I'm not okay...

2005-06-13T01:51:12Z

Okay so here is a little update…

I am feeling worse than before.

It feels like I am dying or some shit rather.

My mum is going to call the doctor tomorrow.

I hope they can do something for me.

If I would have known this in the first place,

I would have kept on getting sick.

I am going to so called “rest” now,

Not that it helps,

But that is what I must do,

Or so the wise doctor said.

Damn bitches,

You could have warned me about the pain to come.

I am out…

Dommi