Life According to Ashley
Me: DON'T WANNA BE AN AMERICAN IDIOT! *starts head banging*
Me: DUN NU NU! I'M THE SON OF RAGE AND LOVE!
Me: *bouncing up and down* I BEG TO DREAM AND DIFFER FROM THE HOLLOW LIIIIIIIES!!!!!
Me: *sobbing* My shadow's the only one who walks beside me!
Me: *sobbing* This dirty town is burning down in my dreams. Lost and found, city bound in my dreams. AND SCREAMING!!!
Me: *jumping around like a fucking idiot on crack* CIGARETTES AND RAMEN AND A LITTLE BAG 'A DOPE! I AM THE SON OF A BITCH AND EDGAR ALLEN POE!!
Me: *curls into a ball and sobs* Jimmy says it's better than air... I'll tell you why... DRAIN THE PRESSURE FROM THE SWELLING!!!!
Me: *jumping around again* SHE SINGS THIS REVOLUTION, THE DAWNING OF OUR LIIIIVES!!!!
Me: *does exotic dance to intro*
Me: Where will all the martyrs go when the virus kills itself? And where will we all go when it's too late? *screams*
Me: *sobs* Here comes the rain again, falling from the stars. Drenched in my pain again, becoming who we are.
Me: *reenacting American Idiot the musical* JIMMY DIIIIIIED TODAAAAYYYYY!!!!!! HE BLEW HIS BRAINS OUT INTO THE BAAAAYYYYY!!!!! IN THE STATE OF MIND, IT'S MY OWN PRIVATE SUICIIIIIDE!!!!!!
Me: *sobs* AND IN THE DARKEST NIGHT, IF MY MEMORY SERVES ME RIGHT, I'LL NEVER TURN BACK TIME, FORGETTING YOU BUT NOT THE TIME!
Mom: Are you bipolar or something?
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