Since I last wrote Something actually involving my own experiences, a month and some weeks have crept underneath me. This time allowed some very interesting memories to develop. I was able to see Modest Mouse at the house of blues, The Bled at the wiskey, The Dwarves at the troubadour, some hardcore bands at some random house party[bleak ( Read more... )

Thread through and back again and see if it remains. Well lets go to atro city. Let us grow stronger here. so be it. let us first form a state govern.. a silence. a blade sieges from underneath his throat., BLANGK AUGGGHH>>BAHNGFONAPUSTREPIETNE ( Read more... )

waiting for the Sun ( Read more... )

This story is about a man. I found it rather applicable to write this here.This story is supposed to be in progression from the Most recent entry[immediately below this one] to the first one in sequence. its ok if you dont care, were still cool.

faucet , mirror , suitcase , carcass , cigarettes. .cigarettes , carcass , suitcase , mirror , faucet. It took about 20 seconds of pacing to realize what my next move was. So smashing my eyebrows together and flaring my nostrils, I faced off yet again with his carcass. getting his jacket off was easy enough, in which I found an empty wallet and ( Read more... )

Cigarettes. fucking a. Light ..lite,lite matches, nice ( Read more... )

christ my fucking hand ( Read more... )

..my blood found a spot in the broken tile and decided to congregate there. Sounds of a natural beligerence soaked like fumes into my eyes and ears. My hand was close to being sliced as I rose to my feet, but instead it made a gushing sound as it it was thrusted onto something of a leverage support. ..A neatly wrapped package, with a sufficient ( Read more... )

SO where are all the dead things> I feel them, but they hide in the ground.. to continue their purpose in peace. Twisted noises of perpetual mind violence blasts through the speakers of the underground. fight for disaster. Bleed with pride and know that the fear that you feel does not strech further than the roots of your eyes. Look me in the mind, ( Read more... )

Time depletion has been a tangible supplement in my life recently. It supplements the experiences im not having. I hope soon to be in a state of mind that does not require the predetermination of my social experiences. I am surrounded by friends. ..I think I will do this later.