three things missing in my life right now: music, love, and drugs.

above all i really need a band. to play some music. too much sitting in my room with a guitar, writing and killing my social skills in the meantime.

fuck all yall happy dappy fuckas with ya' noses up.

see the smoke across the hill mechanic creatures, silvery-blue skin like adamantium evokes the fear in you until the day we taste the reprecussions of our fault watch tv and drink your beer a social outfit keeps you calm *i really think we're dying dying everyday starving off the sustenance wearily wasting away in disgrace* earth bleeds, ( Read more... )

i need to reach out to somebody. when was the last time you had a really close friend...a sort of confidant? who listened to everything you had to say ( Read more... )

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for some odd reason, i am a little bit fucked up mentally. i am sure of it.

nobody
nobodys love me
hey hey hey
nobody loves me
hey hey hey

i've got faces in mind
places i left behind
they fade away
and am i standing alone?
this way the wind has blown
we all got scathed
and i still covet the fate of a ghost
it's what tangles my consience the most
ashes held in my hand
your body covered in sand
a memory
i walk your path of destruction
the killing function
we all complete
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here is some pure emotion ( Read more... )

fuck everyone. my friends and all you other maggots.