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Short, natural haircolour, bleach, blue, pink, light pink, lilac, mixed up shit, blond, side cut, clip ins, bangs, not bangs. Uh, pretty much it.

is there a history of insanity in your family?

1. Lil brother & sis.
2. My grandpa (dad's side) in his mothers arms, on a car roof. Yes. His dad and lil brother is also in the picture.
3. Dad. My uncle told me that my grandpa was supposed to put potatoes in the soil, but my dad was faster so he put sunflower seed there instead.
4. I think it's my granny and granpa (from mom's side) gettin married.
5. My granpa's (dad's side) gettin married. Can't remember, but it was someones sister and husband in the picture too.
6. My granpa (dad's side).

emilie autumn - the asylum for wayward victorian girls

"This story is not meant to educate and entertain. The author does not advocate suicide or self-harm of any kind in any way whatsoever. If you are suffering from a mental illness and require counseling, please contact a certified professional. If you feel that you are in immediate danger, please call your local emergency hotline."

"Taking my first good, hard look around the place I have just learned might be my home for quite some time, my eyes are instantly drawn to a long, thin string haning from the wall beside my bed. Above this string is a sign reading "PULL ROPE TO CALL NURSE." My obvious thought is that the string could easily be used as a weapon of self-destruction, and, if I can't have a pencil, then what the fuck? Imagining for a moment that it could hold my weight, I envision myself knotting the string into a noose and pulling it down around my neck. Then, when the nurse is called as a result of my "pulling the rope," she will enter the room to find my body dangling ironically from the string. That, in a place like this, is pure comedy gold".

"And when master's displeased I'll be down on my knees again."

(Marry me).

First of all I haven't finished this book yet, but so far so good. Emilies intelligence and irony is bloody brilliant! So what is it about? Well, I do suck at explaining things but here it goes; Emilie tries to commit suicide but emergency is there in time to save her. The doctor who gives Emilie her medication tells her that he won't continue doing that if she does not accept going to so called "suicide watch" for several hours/days. So she does. She signes the papers and is stuck there for more than a while.

Emilie is not allowed to have a pencil to draw or write in her diary with as her own therapy since she can hurt herself or others with it. Later she will be allowed to have a crayon and even a real pencil! One day Emilie finds a letter from Emily with an y, Emily like Emilie is stuck at a asylum too, BUT hundreds of years earlier.

The book also contains; cutting diary and drug diary ect.

Emilie is so much more than just a suicidal girl. She is a singer, songwriter, preformer, vegan and probably the coolest person in the world!


Emilie Autumn - 306

Emilie Autumn - I want my innocence back

Emilie Autumn - Bach - Largo

(Just random songs since she has so many good ones).


Catch the Emilie Autumn madness!

306

"Three hundred and six
In only six years
If it was an accident
Where are the tears?
I am still unidentified
Behind the cathedral
Is where my body hides
But I'm not inside
Just one of sixteen
In early one day
If it was a game
Why couldn't I play?
I am the abandoner
But still I remain
And my frozen pulse quickens
As the black plot thickens

Like the story I heard
A lifetime ago
Where a girl (and this is funny)
Took her life
And what she doesn't know
Is how long it takes for the water to rise
And the breath to stop fighting
And the cold to close her eyes

Morality plays
On stages of sin
The easy way out
Or the easy way in
I am still overglorified
My reasons to live
Were my reasons to die
But at least they were mine
Now I'm freedom unbound
Cut the laces of life

The pistol

The poison

The noose

Or the knife

I have chosen my instrument
And said no goodbyes
And my frozen pulse quickens
As the black plot thickens

Like the story I heard
A lifetime ago
Where a girl (and this is funny)
Took her life
And what she didn't know
Is how long it takes for the water to rise
And the breath to stop fighting
And the cold to close her eyes"


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I get alot of my inspiration from music and lyrics. Here is some pictures that turned out quite good (exept for the "noose" one) for the inspiration I got from the Emilie Autumn song called 306. So it's me in the pictures, and Hanna my friend shoot em, in her basement. Great location. It was a couple of months ago, I miss our "photoshoots". (Click the photos to get em bigger :)