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Sweet Revenge.2 Its funny how things change so damn quickly. I'm not necicarilly talking about years... but I'm more so talking about shorter periods of times... months. Weeks. Days. Hours. A few days ago the world didn't know I existed. People who knew me back in '87 think I'm dead. I wonder if anyone knows I exist as of now. But what does that really matter...I never realley mattered in this game called life. People were always better then me. That really didn't matter to much to me anyway... Sure I would have liked to win first prize in this and that. Yeah, I would have loved to be Prom Queen. But I wasn't. And after awhile you just think "so fuckin' what?" But I gotta tell you... It's sooo easy to throw around tons of "F-bombs". It's a hell of alot easier to say 'fuck' amillion times then to actually get over feelings of jealousy and worthlessness. But hey.. at the end of the day I geuss it's relaxing to throw on some Dokken a
Sweet Revenge.1 I knew something was up when I woke up and it wasn't 1987 anymore. I also realized that I wasn't on the streets or in Westin Hills... I was in a Holiday Inn in Hollywood, CA. And the date on the alarm clock was 4/13/2010. It dosen't add up. I know. But there has to be a reason why I'm here, right? I just have to find out why exactly... *sighs* who knows... I def. don't. And I'm the one telling you this twisted story...and hopefully this time I won't fuck it up with fantasys including Don Dokken and all that shit. But then again... who knows what fate will bring me, and the other survivng "Dream Warriors"... Oh God... no more love stories including me and Don Dokken.... wait... is he still hot... oh God... getting carried away... Anyway. I'm Taryn White. And I'm bacckkkkkk....
Preview of a new story "I lie awake and dread the lonley nights... I'm not alone."-Dokken, "Dream Warriors".That line summed up my teenage years in a nutshell. Sure you talk to anyone, and they'll say nightmares are just a normal occurance. Yeah they are...every now and then. Not nightly... sometimes even daily... if u take naps... or pass out... well you get my point.I was one of Freddy Krueger's victims. You may say I'm a dream warrior... I don't know if I still am.. but I def. was one...I was one of the lucky ones who came back to life... all those years from now.I'm ready for Freddy... I'm back for the attack. I'm ready to kick some serious ass.Sorry Kristen Parker... sorry Mancy Thomson... You two are so over rated. You two are gone... pushing daiseys... I'm back and badder then ever.I'm back with some of my old friends...and even some new ones. Were the new Dream Warriors... and we will show Fred who's badass. Just watch us.
Lynch vs Dokken 13The months rolled by, and George and Jeff were still enjoying the school yard game of "beating up Dorkken and Mick The Dick". And the school was reluctant about punishing George and Jeff. The Dokken's and Brown's were getting real tiresome about it. The school only seemed to care about..well nothing. Don would come home with lots and lots of brusies. Pamela knew who did that... it had G-E-O-R-G-E L-Y-N-C-H written all over it in red crayon...well in this case red sniffey marker. Literally. George wrote on Don with a sented marker. Pamela tried calling Christeena. But of course, she never returned Pamela's messages.... It was like talking to a brick wall.