i broke up with cara, it feels shit, but i had to. i doubt you'll ever understand why, cause you're not me, but i never want to have to do that again.

not the time or the place but- i have new balance shoes. my mosh factor just went up by like, 6.

out

xXx

I have decided to show the world, the real me. I'm not really Robert Forceful Hog. I am in fact, a west African slave, born into a white, middle class, English family with the sole ambition of learning to mosh like Brad. His killer move, 'The Time Check' is personally, my penultimate goal to achive. In my spare time I enjoy breeding mice, cooking, ( Read more... )

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I AM ROGER!

the other night i went to the packhorse to go see some o' the locals put on by sheep, and it was fun. i went with kai, and i hit him in the balls with my "dwarf chopping up goblins with an axe" mosh, but it was all good, even if he did decide to start picking up change at the quiet bits ( Read more... )

this is dedicated to my friend andy ( xswing_kidx  ) who doesn't deserve to feel down, but does deserve all the good shit he's bound to get at some point.

andy is the coolest kid in town, and we've been bro's since back in the day, when he used to make me slipknot and spineshank tapes, and buy enormous jeans for silly prices. andy is the guy who doesn't give ( Read more... )

ok, i got called a fucking "scenester". dont know why, but it seems to me that the only people sad enough to be worthy of the term are the people that feel the need to fling it around. im with hog on this one, just because some people judge a person without any real knowledge of what they're about, and throw around stupid names and labels doesn't ( Read more... )

( hot cross )

forget to mention, i quit college cause it sucked, im moving out (but me and my mum are fine) so im house-hunting, and im looking for a job.

if anyone nows anyone who needs a house, me and possibly xglasshurtsx are looking for a "roomie".

i also need advice.

and im going vegan, no matter what you say! ahar!
milk = gone. next week = eggs.

xXx

You moved out with the kite-high ideals, but you're pulled back on a shoestring by silly, silly stresses and pettiest of petty messes. And you can't sleep at night because the radio's on, over and over, again and again. Living large, doing other people's dishes. You wash it all down the drain while the night sky looks so expansive. Expansive and ( Read more... )