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Waitin, watchin the clock, its four oclock, its got to stop ( Read more... )

I used to think this song sucked, and it does...but after reading the lyrics...I can sort of understand where he's coming from, especially the first verse ( Read more... )

Fuck. Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.

I fucking hate this movie...it makes me want to...jump off a fucking building or shoot myself in the head.

Fuck.

This is why Tim Reynolds is a genius...even though you'd never know it.

Chorus from Pasadena by Pulse Nein:

Well I meant what I said
Your ass don't mean a thing
As I'm held down by my hate
Your sex rules everything
Well I said what I meant
Go on don't bother me
As you trade my breath
To see your life
Sore

The needles that pierce my skin and draw my blood hurt more than your lies and deception.

If you ever feel like I do right now...pop in a copy of AC/DC's Powerage and let Bon Scott and the boys share your misery ( Read more... )

5. This Love ( Read more... )

Please return my call. At least give me the courtesy of an explanation. If not, I will just have to show up in Tampa, and we'll do this face to face. If this was all just a game to you, at least let me know. If anything it will allow me the opportunity to watch out for things like this in the future? What went wrong since you've moved back to Tampa ( Read more... )

Suicide is the purest form of self criticism.