Darkrain's Journals

She Was Only 5.

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lieing on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them.

Sex Joke.

A guy is
near the
end of his
senior
year in high school.
Unfortunately,
he still has to share a room with his
younger
brother who is only 9
years
old.

One night, he decides to bring his
girlfriend home
for a little fun.
They
have bunk beds and the guy notices that
his little
brother is already
asleep
on the lower bunk, so he and his
girlfriend climb
up
to the top bunk.
As you
might expect things start to heat up.

The guy remembers that his little brother
is
sleeping below so he tells
his
girlfriend to whisper "lettuce" if she wants
it
harder and "tomato" if
she
wants a new position.

Lettuce!!!

Tomato!!!

Lettuce!!!

Tomato!!!

Lettuce!!!

Tomato!!!

She screams.

Lettuce!!!

Tomato!!!

Whoa!!!

PULL IT OUT!!!

PULL IT OUT NOW!!!

I can't get pregnant!

Then the little brother shouts up,
"Hey, would you guys stop making
sandwiches up there! You're getting
mayonnaise
all over my
face!!!

Happy Belated Birthday to Koji Matsuo!!!

Happy Belated Birthday Koji!!! Your 25 years old now! And your already so succsessful in life because of Y2K. You've been in the band since you were..what...12 years old. Love ya!!!

Happy belated Brithday Koji!!!

This is Jae-Geon Ko.

This is Jae-Geon Ko. He is lead vocalist in Y2K. He is cousins with Yuichi and Koji Matsuo. His birthday is September 15, 1980.

This is Koji Matsuo.

This is Koji Matsuo. Yuichi's younger brother. He plays bass in Y2K. His birthday is May 7, 1984.

This is Yuichi Matsuo.

His name is Yuichi Matsuo. He is the guitarist in Y2K. His little brother's name is Koji Matsuo. They are three years apart. His birthday is Feburary 5, 1980.

If Any Of You Were Wondering...

If any of you were wondering who those pictures of those Japanesse guys were, they are my ~~FAVORITE~~ band; I've been listening to them since I was 6 years old. I know they're Japanesse, they sing in Japanesse, and i'm a hispanic girl listenig to them. Yeah, I know you guys must be thinking it's preatty weird, right? Well, I've gotten used to all of the teasing, and being called names. So I really don't care what you guys say or might say. I don't care if you guys post mean comments.

~~A little history:~~

They're band name is Y2K. There are 3 members in the band. They're names are: Jae-Geon Ko, Yuichi Matsuo, and Koji Matsuo. And yes, Yuichi and Koji are related; they are brothers. Jae-Geon is lead vocalist, Yuichi is lead guitarist, and Koji is the bassist.Yuichi is three years older than Koji. They started the band when they were preatty young. Koji was 11 years old; Yuichi and Jae-Geon were 14 years old when the started Y2K. They have been friends since birth. They have three records out: Y2K (self-titled), Try Again, and Unification. As far as I know they are temporarly not a band.

I cried when I read this.

Month one

MOMMY
I am only 4 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

"Good Morning Revivial!"

You're tired
Tired of running
You're tired
Tired of listening
You're tired
Tired of hurting

The day we could revive
Good morning
Good morning
Keep your sadness alive

"Broken Hearts Parade"- Good Charlotte

Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh, here we go, Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh,
Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh

We got problems, we don't know how to solve them
Everywhere we go, we got some skeleton's that follow
We got baggage, you know we're gonna drag it
everywhere we go, for everyone to see

In the broken hearts parade
and I'm putting my heart out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade, I've never been better than I am today

Oh oh oh, Oh oh oh

You got a question, how do we get it started?
I got an answer: let go of your heart and
love it, live it, leave it and get into it
If you wanna start it, this is how you do it

In the broken hearts parade
and I'm putting my heart out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade and I've never been better than I am today

I used to lie awake at night and wonder when she's coming home
It used to be so hard to wake up everyday

The broken hearts parade
and we're putting our hearts out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade and I've never been better than I am today

March on to the sound
the beating of a broken heart
step with the rhythm you found
to the beating of a broken heart

Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh, here we go, Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh,
Oh oh Oh, oh Oh oh

We got problems, we don't know how to solve them
Everywhere we go, we got some skeleton's that follow
We got baggage, you know we're gonna drag it
everywhere we go, for everyone to see

In the broken hearts parade
and I'm putting my heart out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade, I've never been better than I am today

Oh oh oh, Oh oh oh

You got a question, how do we get it started?
I got an answer: let go of your heart and
love it, live it, leave it and get into it
If you wanna start it, this is how you do it

In the broken hearts parade
and I'm putting my heart out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade and I've never been better than I am today

I used to lie awake at night and wonder when she's coming home
It used to be so hard to wake up everyday

The broken hearts parade
and we're putting our hearts out on display there's no,
masquerade, just a funeral march for love today
the band strikes up and they're playing our song
Dressed in black and we're singing along, to the
broken hearts parade and I've never been better than I am today

March on to the sound
the beating of a broken heart
step with the rhythm you found
to the beating of a broken heart