2504LJ poo storm, skye_ds & kaleon
Sep. 13th, 2004 12:59 pmSep. 13, 2004
Kaleon TrueNight MoonShae (kaleon) wrote,
@ 2004-09-10 14:24:00
Current mood: rejected
Current music: lacuna coil
My Devastation
I woke to a voice from the past
Sweet Kelly
How can I still love you
when all I ever recieved were tears
I miss you
I wish you luck
With the new husband
---------------------------------------------------------------------
athea
2004-09-10 16:28
I hate it when old lovers get married.
yip
kaleon
2004-09-10 16:44
specially when you were their first kiss and your prom date, lol. I
guess somewhere deep in the back of my mind I always thought we'd
grow up and get married, lol. God she was the star I orbited around
in high school, I even went to a sound studio and recorded "she's
like the wind" for her... never actually *gave* it to her, but I
recorded it and was *going* to give it to her someday.
Re: yip
(Anonymous)
2004-09-11 20:54 (link)
ROFL
First you have to grow up. Most grownups, over the age of 21, don't
obsess/fantasize about junior high and high school crushes as if they
were the Great Loves of our Lives.
Going to give it to her someday? Coulda Woulda Shoulda. Kind of like
your one and only adult relationship. Oops.
Re: yip
kaleon
2004-09-12 01:04
hmm, will have to think about that, although I don't think I've
actually ever had an adult relationship and hell, the last devoted
relationship I had was that one in high school, something to be said
for that. Once she felt she couldn't give me her all she told me and
left, instead of dragging me along in the gutter in case she got
bored. Adult relationships usually mean both sides give something,
and while for a while that was the case with my last relationship, by
the end everything I gave was worthless and nothing was given back.
But you live and learn. It was wonderful as long as both sides were
willing to give their all to it, but when it became a chore for one
side it all fell apart. It was a true love, and I will always
remember it, but it was also a dying one and I really didn't feel
like going down witht he boat, when the boat didn't want me. Do I
love my last girlfriend? I do, and I always will, and I have nothing
against her, just think that we both acted like children throughout
the relationship. Also, I am always free to hav ememories about my
childhood, especially when those memories call me up to say hi, I
must say her voice was a breath of fresh air and took me back a few
years and upon thinking back on it I took a lot more from that
relationship than I have from any other I have ever had and told her
so. Whoever marries her is a lucky guy, specially if she still kisses
like she used to, lol.
Re: yip
(Anonymous)
2004-09-12 06:29 (link)
Your last girlfriend put up with your shit, contrary to all the
advice the rest of us gave her, for nearly seven years.
Contrary to the advice the rest of us gave her, she took you back
after you lied to her, cheated on her, and were physically violent
toward her.
Contrary to the advice the rest of us gave her, she took you back a
second time, after you left her again, for no reason that makes sense
to any of the rest of us.
The rest of us all watched her drive a few hundred miles every month
to visit you in college. But now that your here, you can't manage a
mere hour's drive to her ranch every once in a while, leaving the
burden of travel completely on her shoulders.
Devoted? She was more damn devoted to you for seven years than you
deserved. All take and no give? ROFL
According to her, she left you this time because you were
unrelentingly and aggressively hostile to her every time she didn't
cowtow to your childish demands. In case you missed what the rest of
us all saw, she was in a NECK BRACE for more than six months, and her
neck will never completely heal. At night she's practically immobile
and incapacitated, and cries herself to sleep because she hurts so
bad.
The account she gave the rest of us about the final straw went
something like this. You woke her up one night by touching her in a
sexual way. In your hostility at her refusal, you apparently didn't
even hear her trying to explain to you that the only time she feels
well enough for any physically stressing activity is first thing in
the morning, after a good night's sleep. She tried to tell you that
she took the next day off work, just so she could satisfy your sexual
needs. That apparently wasn't good enough, and so she left.
Anyone who knows her knows that she is generous to a fault with
everything she has to give. Some of us originally hated her ever
lovin guts and hurt her very badly in the past, more than once, but
she always forgives, and then keeps right on giving.
There's always three sides to every story, his, hers, and the truth
somewhere in between. And yours has been heard over and over, in our
homes, at our parties and at poly dinners and every other social
gathering. And then there's what we've seen with our own eyes.
Oh, btw, thanks for driving her away. Now she has more time to give
the second chances that you threw back in her face to the rest of us
who were too damn slow learning to appreciate her.
Re: yip
kaleon
2004-09-12 11:27
I always loved people who were too cowardly to leave their real names
and hide behind words such as anonymous. Also funny, because I left
her, not the other way around. And yeah, there are three sides to
every story, and usually all three of them have some truth to them.
Hope you have fun being the coward that you are and always have been.
I, on the other hand, am finally happy and do not have to feel like a
worthless piece of trash like i did for two years. If you are one of
her men, I wish you well and hope you two are happy, I have nothing
against you. If you are her other man, then enjoy the wire birdcage
she puts you in and the whips you recieve, have fun with that.
=======================================
Cowards [12 Sep 2004|01:30pm]
My father always taught me to beware the words of cowards, anyone
unwilling to give their name unless forced always has three motives,
and none of them are honesty. I don't know if I agree with tht
completely, but cowards do annoy me. You always have to force them
into a corner in order to get them to admit who they are and then
they act like they are something special for telling you. If they
were truly brave and not piriful they would have given their names
the first time. I admit that yellow is a good color on some people,
it fits them. Some people are just born to be whipped and chained and
treated like a dog, it is all they really deserve, but it is still
laughably sad when they speak to you and their eyes shift so much you
are afraid they are addle-brained. They also tend to latch onto one
side of a story and hold onto it for dear life. Anyway, to the
cowards of the world I say this, when the end of your life comes,
have fun with the tail between your legs and the eating of the gods'
shit, cause you, of all men, deserve it.
==============================================
Your cheatin eyes... [13 Sep 2004|01:12am]
[ mood | giggly ]
[ music | Larc-en-ciel ]
Well, at least now I am completely free, thank god for that. It is
always good to see a person's true colors once and for all. It is
also always funny to see half truths and fables listed as fact. I
know a lot of you out there in pagan and poly austin know of Skye,
and warned me a long time ago through friends and sometimes face to
face what I had gotten myself into, I should have listened. I owe
evilE a huge apology but that is the past. I hope skye finds
happiness, even hypocritical liers deserve that much.
May the lady Bast not rend her flesh.
Sorry, that's as close to a good will wish as I can give right now.
=====================================
skye_ds (skye_ds) wrote,
@ 2004-09-13 00:32:00
Kaleon = Coward of the County
kaleon = the Coward of the County
Ok so, I have this perfectly lovely day, doing one of the things I
love to do most in life, with some of the Loves of my Life (sonar0m,
Jezebel and Mirage - Arthur stayed home with sineater who didn't feel
well), and with some of the best friends I've ever been blessed to
have (specially keject ). "So you leave and I can't believe all the
bullshit that I find" Limp Bizkit, Rearranged"
To those of you who love me for whatever reason, despite my many
apparent imperfections, thank you. To the many of you who brought the
bullshit of kaleon the Lonely and Cowardly Bull to my attention,
that took bravery upon your parts, thank you too (you all know who
you are). And to whomever mounted such an eloquent and impassioned
defense on my behalf, thank you especially, even though I don't know
who you are.
"Coward" and "yellow" are two words that sound pretty damn funny
coming from the mouth of someone who was spouting such utter bullshit
about me, behind my back. I believe he's a little identity
challenged, perhaps he should check the mirror to figure out whether
he's the pot or the kettle?
My Secret Defender did a damn good job of addressing each and every
detail of the considerable amount of bullshit. I notice that the
Coward did not, or is that could not, deny any of the facts, except
to say that he left me rather than the other way around. Our last
night together, I'm the one that walked out the door of the Coward's
domicile, forever. Do the math. So he felt like a worthless piece of
shit/trash for the last two years? Would that be his guilty
conscience speaking, after all the shit that he can't deny he put me
through? So his guilty conscience impeaches him, and I'm to blame?
These boots are made for walkin, and that's just what they'll do. I
tried to be friendly, I tried to be friends. No more. The gloves are
off, so step the fuck off. Did some housecleaning, deleted the Coward
from my IMs, my email, my LJ friends, and my bedroom. My mother was
right after all about the joys of housecleaning.
For sonar0m, who asked me to handfast today:
For My Wedding (Don Henley)
For my wedding, I will dress in black
And never again will I look back
Ah, my dark angels we must part
For I've made a sanctuary of my heart
To want what I have
To take what I'm given with grace
For this I pray
On my wedding day
For my wedding, I don't want violins
Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
For the love we'll need to make it in the world out there
To want what I have
To take what I'm given with grace
For this I pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
That's what I've wanted for my life
And if it hasn't always been that way
Well, I can dream and I can pray
On my wedding day
So what makes us any different from all the others
Who have tried and failed before us
Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
But I pray we're the lucky ones; I pray we never fall
To want what we have
To take what we're given with grace
For these things I pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
And appropriate for the Coward:
Everything Is Different Now (Don Henley)
I hate to tell you this, but I'm very, very happy
And I know that's not what you'd expect from me at all
I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully
I always wanted to take it to the wall
But I found somebody with a heart as big as Texas
I found an angel with the golden wings
She saw me down here in the dark somehow
And everything is different now
Yeah, I miss the old crowd sometimes
And the wild, wild nights of running
You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long
You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller
You wake up one morning and half your life is gone
I got so tired of that; I got so lonely
I dropped down and I called out to heaven
¡°Send me someone to love.¡±
And heaven shot back, ¡°You get the love that you allow.¡±
And everything is different now
Oh, and it's sweet to know
The wisdom that living brings
Since I got a telegram from the god of simple things
She said, ¡°I don't care what you do for a living.¡±
She said, ¡°I don't care what kind of car you drive.¡±
¡°All I want to know right now is what do you believe in
And what it means to you to be alive
Will you stand here in this fire with me?
Are you ready for another life?¡±
So I bit that bullet and I took that vow
And everything is different now
Everything is different now
Nobody Else In The World But You (Don Henley)
You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you don¡¯t think
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ª
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here, too
Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
Some things still got to be respected
Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
How did you get so disconnected?
The way you push
The way you shove
The way you hate
The way you love
The lies you spin
The scenes you make
The grief you give
The space you take
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ª
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here, too
And now it¡¯s time you did a little giving, baby
The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ªnobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed there are lots of other people here, too
Ghost (Don Henley)
And even though you've come for me
I won't go back with you
To some temporary heaven
Down some empty, dead-end avenue
But it's been so good to have you here
And I propose a toast
¡°Here's to seeing through you¡ª
My Ghost.¡±
---------------------------------------------------------------------
kaleon
2004-09-12 23:06 (link)
lol, last i checked saying something on a public forum where you have
acess to is not behind your back (not to mention saying nothing about
you until i was attacked frist, heh), course you always were good at
lying, which is why you lose friends and jobs so quickly. I have
never posted anything anon, and laugh at whoever did it on my
journal, real big guts. Also nice bit of lying you do, course you
always have done a fair hand at that haven't you? To think, even
after a year you can't just move on, such saddness. You really do
need someone so young don't you? Lord have mercy, you really made my
night enjoyable and at least now I hav ea wonderful day to look
forward to, thank ye sai.
kaleon
2004-09-12 23:10 (link)
house cleaning? not sure how that would work, since you have bugs all
over your house, a house of roaches and she says house cleaning, lol
Kaleon TrueNight MoonShae (kaleon) wrote,
@ 2004-09-10 14:24:00
Current mood: rejected
Current music: lacuna coil
My Devastation
I woke to a voice from the past
Sweet Kelly
How can I still love you
when all I ever recieved were tears
I miss you
I wish you luck
With the new husband
---------------------------------------------------------------------
athea
2004-09-10 16:28
I hate it when old lovers get married.
yip
kaleon
2004-09-10 16:44
specially when you were their first kiss and your prom date, lol. I
guess somewhere deep in the back of my mind I always thought we'd
grow up and get married, lol. God she was the star I orbited around
in high school, I even went to a sound studio and recorded "she's
like the wind" for her... never actually *gave* it to her, but I
recorded it and was *going* to give it to her someday.
Re: yip
(Anonymous)
2004-09-11 20:54 (link)
ROFL
First you have to grow up. Most grownups, over the age of 21, don't
obsess/fantasize about junior high and high school crushes as if they
were the Great Loves of our Lives.
Going to give it to her someday? Coulda Woulda Shoulda. Kind of like
your one and only adult relationship. Oops.
Re: yip
kaleon
2004-09-12 01:04
hmm, will have to think about that, although I don't think I've
actually ever had an adult relationship and hell, the last devoted
relationship I had was that one in high school, something to be said
for that. Once she felt she couldn't give me her all she told me and
left, instead of dragging me along in the gutter in case she got
bored. Adult relationships usually mean both sides give something,
and while for a while that was the case with my last relationship, by
the end everything I gave was worthless and nothing was given back.
But you live and learn. It was wonderful as long as both sides were
willing to give their all to it, but when it became a chore for one
side it all fell apart. It was a true love, and I will always
remember it, but it was also a dying one and I really didn't feel
like going down witht he boat, when the boat didn't want me. Do I
love my last girlfriend? I do, and I always will, and I have nothing
against her, just think that we both acted like children throughout
the relationship. Also, I am always free to hav ememories about my
childhood, especially when those memories call me up to say hi, I
must say her voice was a breath of fresh air and took me back a few
years and upon thinking back on it I took a lot more from that
relationship than I have from any other I have ever had and told her
so. Whoever marries her is a lucky guy, specially if she still kisses
like she used to, lol.
Re: yip
(Anonymous)
2004-09-12 06:29 (link)
Your last girlfriend put up with your shit, contrary to all the
advice the rest of us gave her, for nearly seven years.
Contrary to the advice the rest of us gave her, she took you back
after you lied to her, cheated on her, and were physically violent
toward her.
Contrary to the advice the rest of us gave her, she took you back a
second time, after you left her again, for no reason that makes sense
to any of the rest of us.
The rest of us all watched her drive a few hundred miles every month
to visit you in college. But now that your here, you can't manage a
mere hour's drive to her ranch every once in a while, leaving the
burden of travel completely on her shoulders.
Devoted? She was more damn devoted to you for seven years than you
deserved. All take and no give? ROFL
According to her, she left you this time because you were
unrelentingly and aggressively hostile to her every time she didn't
cowtow to your childish demands. In case you missed what the rest of
us all saw, she was in a NECK BRACE for more than six months, and her
neck will never completely heal. At night she's practically immobile
and incapacitated, and cries herself to sleep because she hurts so
bad.
The account she gave the rest of us about the final straw went
something like this. You woke her up one night by touching her in a
sexual way. In your hostility at her refusal, you apparently didn't
even hear her trying to explain to you that the only time she feels
well enough for any physically stressing activity is first thing in
the morning, after a good night's sleep. She tried to tell you that
she took the next day off work, just so she could satisfy your sexual
needs. That apparently wasn't good enough, and so she left.
Anyone who knows her knows that she is generous to a fault with
everything she has to give. Some of us originally hated her ever
lovin guts and hurt her very badly in the past, more than once, but
she always forgives, and then keeps right on giving.
There's always three sides to every story, his, hers, and the truth
somewhere in between. And yours has been heard over and over, in our
homes, at our parties and at poly dinners and every other social
gathering. And then there's what we've seen with our own eyes.
Oh, btw, thanks for driving her away. Now she has more time to give
the second chances that you threw back in her face to the rest of us
who were too damn slow learning to appreciate her.
Re: yip
kaleon
2004-09-12 11:27
I always loved people who were too cowardly to leave their real names
and hide behind words such as anonymous. Also funny, because I left
her, not the other way around. And yeah, there are three sides to
every story, and usually all three of them have some truth to them.
Hope you have fun being the coward that you are and always have been.
I, on the other hand, am finally happy and do not have to feel like a
worthless piece of trash like i did for two years. If you are one of
her men, I wish you well and hope you two are happy, I have nothing
against you. If you are her other man, then enjoy the wire birdcage
she puts you in and the whips you recieve, have fun with that.
=======================================
Cowards [12 Sep 2004|01:30pm]
My father always taught me to beware the words of cowards, anyone
unwilling to give their name unless forced always has three motives,
and none of them are honesty. I don't know if I agree with tht
completely, but cowards do annoy me. You always have to force them
into a corner in order to get them to admit who they are and then
they act like they are something special for telling you. If they
were truly brave and not piriful they would have given their names
the first time. I admit that yellow is a good color on some people,
it fits them. Some people are just born to be whipped and chained and
treated like a dog, it is all they really deserve, but it is still
laughably sad when they speak to you and their eyes shift so much you
are afraid they are addle-brained. They also tend to latch onto one
side of a story and hold onto it for dear life. Anyway, to the
cowards of the world I say this, when the end of your life comes,
have fun with the tail between your legs and the eating of the gods'
shit, cause you, of all men, deserve it.
==============================================
Your cheatin eyes... [13 Sep 2004|01:12am]
[ mood | giggly ]
[ music | Larc-en-ciel ]
Well, at least now I am completely free, thank god for that. It is
always good to see a person's true colors once and for all. It is
also always funny to see half truths and fables listed as fact. I
know a lot of you out there in pagan and poly austin know of Skye,
and warned me a long time ago through friends and sometimes face to
face what I had gotten myself into, I should have listened. I owe
evilE a huge apology but that is the past. I hope skye finds
happiness, even hypocritical liers deserve that much.
May the lady Bast not rend her flesh.
Sorry, that's as close to a good will wish as I can give right now.
=====================================
skye_ds (skye_ds) wrote,
@ 2004-09-13 00:32:00
Kaleon = Coward of the County
kaleon = the Coward of the County
Ok so, I have this perfectly lovely day, doing one of the things I
love to do most in life, with some of the Loves of my Life (sonar0m,
Jezebel and Mirage - Arthur stayed home with sineater who didn't feel
well), and with some of the best friends I've ever been blessed to
have (specially keject ). "So you leave and I can't believe all the
bullshit that I find" Limp Bizkit, Rearranged"
To those of you who love me for whatever reason, despite my many
apparent imperfections, thank you. To the many of you who brought the
bullshit of kaleon the Lonely and Cowardly Bull to my attention,
that took bravery upon your parts, thank you too (you all know who
you are). And to whomever mounted such an eloquent and impassioned
defense on my behalf, thank you especially, even though I don't know
who you are.
"Coward" and "yellow" are two words that sound pretty damn funny
coming from the mouth of someone who was spouting such utter bullshit
about me, behind my back. I believe he's a little identity
challenged, perhaps he should check the mirror to figure out whether
he's the pot or the kettle?
My Secret Defender did a damn good job of addressing each and every
detail of the considerable amount of bullshit. I notice that the
Coward did not, or is that could not, deny any of the facts, except
to say that he left me rather than the other way around. Our last
night together, I'm the one that walked out the door of the Coward's
domicile, forever. Do the math. So he felt like a worthless piece of
shit/trash for the last two years? Would that be his guilty
conscience speaking, after all the shit that he can't deny he put me
through? So his guilty conscience impeaches him, and I'm to blame?
These boots are made for walkin, and that's just what they'll do. I
tried to be friendly, I tried to be friends. No more. The gloves are
off, so step the fuck off. Did some housecleaning, deleted the Coward
from my IMs, my email, my LJ friends, and my bedroom. My mother was
right after all about the joys of housecleaning.
For sonar0m, who asked me to handfast today:
For My Wedding (Don Henley)
For my wedding, I will dress in black
And never again will I look back
Ah, my dark angels we must part
For I've made a sanctuary of my heart
To want what I have
To take what I'm given with grace
For this I pray
On my wedding day
For my wedding, I don't want violins
Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
For the love we'll need to make it in the world out there
To want what I have
To take what I'm given with grace
For this I pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
That's what I've wanted for my life
And if it hasn't always been that way
Well, I can dream and I can pray
On my wedding day
So what makes us any different from all the others
Who have tried and failed before us
Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
But I pray we're the lucky ones; I pray we never fall
To want what we have
To take what we're given with grace
For these things I pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
And appropriate for the Coward:
Everything Is Different Now (Don Henley)
I hate to tell you this, but I'm very, very happy
And I know that's not what you'd expect from me at all
I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully
I always wanted to take it to the wall
But I found somebody with a heart as big as Texas
I found an angel with the golden wings
She saw me down here in the dark somehow
And everything is different now
Yeah, I miss the old crowd sometimes
And the wild, wild nights of running
You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long
You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller
You wake up one morning and half your life is gone
I got so tired of that; I got so lonely
I dropped down and I called out to heaven
¡°Send me someone to love.¡±
And heaven shot back, ¡°You get the love that you allow.¡±
And everything is different now
Oh, and it's sweet to know
The wisdom that living brings
Since I got a telegram from the god of simple things
She said, ¡°I don't care what you do for a living.¡±
She said, ¡°I don't care what kind of car you drive.¡±
¡°All I want to know right now is what do you believe in
And what it means to you to be alive
Will you stand here in this fire with me?
Are you ready for another life?¡±
So I bit that bullet and I took that vow
And everything is different now
Everything is different now
Nobody Else In The World But You (Don Henley)
You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you don¡¯t think
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ª
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here, too
Hey now, did your momma teach you anything?
Some things still got to be respected
Is it a sign of the times, or is it just your callous heart?
How did you get so disconnected?
The way you push
The way you shove
The way you hate
The way you love
The lies you spin
The scenes you make
The grief you give
The space you take
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ª
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here, too
And now it¡¯s time you did a little giving, baby
The world is not your plaything, no, no, no
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
Nobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed
There¡¯s lots of other people here
Nobody else in the world but you
Nobody else in the world
It¡¯s like there¡¯s¡ªnobody else in the world but you
In case you haven¡¯t noticed there are lots of other people here, too
Ghost (Don Henley)
And even though you've come for me
I won't go back with you
To some temporary heaven
Down some empty, dead-end avenue
But it's been so good to have you here
And I propose a toast
¡°Here's to seeing through you¡ª
My Ghost.¡±
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kaleon
2004-09-12 23:06 (link)
lol, last i checked saying something on a public forum where you have
acess to is not behind your back (not to mention saying nothing about
you until i was attacked frist, heh), course you always were good at
lying, which is why you lose friends and jobs so quickly. I have
never posted anything anon, and laugh at whoever did it on my
journal, real big guts. Also nice bit of lying you do, course you
always have done a fair hand at that haven't you? To think, even
after a year you can't just move on, such saddness. You really do
need someone so young don't you? Lord have mercy, you really made my
night enjoyable and at least now I hav ea wonderful day to look
forward to, thank ye sai.
kaleon
2004-09-12 23:10 (link)
house cleaning? not sure how that would work, since you have bugs all
over your house, a house of roaches and she says house cleaning, lol