2005-03-11 6:21 a.m.
shattdsoul
you wrapped your hands tight around my heart and squeezed it full of painUsername/Diary Title [1/5] - shattdsould - Darling, I'm pretty certain that you intend it to mean 'shattered soul', but it makes me want to say 'shatted soul.' And, that may not make much sense to you, but my friends and I, have an ongoing battle about wether or not 'shat' is the past term of 'shit.' So, you make me giggle, but in a completely strange way. Now, if I interpret it as 'shattered soul', that's way too cliche, and personally, I like "shatted soul" better. you wrapped your hands tight around my heart and squeezed it full of pain - I loathe this. First and foremost, it's way too long. Secondly, I think it's very emo and stupid. It sounds like a The Used lyric, or something.
First Impression [4/10] - Whoa. I hate this layout. I do like the Exploding Dog-esque image, though. Aside from that, it basically sucks. The font used for the lyrics looks very pixilated and choppy. The links are horribly aligned and ... I totally don't feel it.
Content [20/40] - As normal, I started at the most recent entries and read backwards. When I came to this entry, I knew instantly that I was dealing with a suicidal, depressed teenager. And then I found this entry, which assured me even more that I would be in for a manic depressive ride. This entry painted a very beautiful portrait of jealousy, resentment, & lack of attention. I'm really trying my hardest to be sympathetic with you and get an emotional attachment thing going, but it's really hard, dear. You see, you have all of this anger and hatred that you're expressing, yet no explanations as to where it is coming from. Maybe I will find something as I read more. I did find a few, not many, but a few more realistic, sentimental entries. I liked this one a lot. I really hate lyrics in a diary, but I liked the way you incorporated them into the entry and with what you were feeling. That was very original, in my opinion. This, I loved, because it was so short, sweet, and to the point - and who hasn't felt like that, eh? I couldn't really get into your diary that much, because I prefer to read things that are a bit more upbeat, although I do see how many people could find it interesting if they were in their own personal slump. As for myself, I found a few good entries scattered in between a bunch of whining and bullshit, but the good ones were great, darling.
Layout [12/30]- The layout hails from . I've visited the site quite a few times and have found nothing extraordinary there, so it plagues me why you chose one of their designs. At first glance, I see several things that could use some tweaking (i.e. links, fonts, lyrics, etc...) I definitely do not like the placement of things in this design. It does, however, seem to accentuate your writing very well, which is more than I can say for most designs. I would give you a list of things that you need to correct, but I think you would be better off getting an entirely new design. It would be a lot easier than fucking around with this one, I promise.
Grammar/Spelling/Vocabulary [5/5] - Everything seemed to be well enough in order. Good job!
Contact [3/5] - Notes. Guestbook. Email.
Extra Things [15/5] - About Me ( I didn't like this too much, as it told very little about you, like age, name, etc..) Facts (which could definitely stand to be a bit more detailed). Cast. Links. Quotes. Reviews. My Own Quiz, which isn't active. Extras, which list A LOT of freakin' shit, so I'm adding 10 extra points for that.
Your song - Unwritten Law - Save Me. The entire time I was reading your diary, it was stuck in my head and it seems very fitting.
Three Words - Depressed. Trapped. Sentimental.
I think your diary title should be - "soul escaping 5 ...4 ... 3 ... 2 ..." Okay, well, that's not technically what I want to say, but it's a line from the movie Fight Club. It goes something along those guidelines, so if you're interested enough, you can look it up. Or if you know, fill me in.
Your lyrical word of advice -
When we laugh indoors the blissful tones bounce off the walls, and fall to the ground. Peel the hardwood back to let them lose from decades trapped and listen so still. This city is my home construction noise all day long and gutter punks bumming change,
so I breed thicker skin and let my lustrous coat fill in and I'll never admit that...
I loved you Guinevere.I've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promising that No one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears, I want purity, I must have it here right now, but don't you get me started now.
Death Cab For Cutie - We Laugh Indoors
That's basically the whole song, but it seemed like a good word of advice to you and it also seemed to fit the mold of some things I read, accordingly.
extra comments: Although your diary wasn't really my cup of tea, I'm sure there are other readers out there who can identify very well with you and offer you the support and comfort you need. I could never decipher your entries enough to understand what drives you to the point of such horrible depression, but whatever it may be, I hope that it gets better for you, darling.
Total Score -[55/100]
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