True Romance (1993)

this is the first movie in a while that i havent watched stoned. it is written by Quentin Tarantino (so that already tells you this is a good movie) but directed by tony scott. the main story is that a guy's boss hires a call girl for him to get laid on his birthday, they end up falling in love, getting married and such. she is afraid of her old "pimp" so Clarence(the main dude) goes and kills the slobby pimp fucker (very funny character) then instead of grabbing her bags, they end up with a suitcase full of cocaine. wow. yum. anyways...he calls his friend to sel it, and they are on the run from a sicilian mafia .....thats where the story begins now go and SEE WHAT HAPPENS

slug green, and begging for more liquor

glowing fuzz exits the pours of your skin
poison dribbles down your sun-kissed arm
the matinee is cheap, i've got tickets to the 3 o clock
poison pours down your throat
we decide to walk,

on the way we see a couple sitting together on a bench
he's holding her like a newborn flower
struck by that sight,
i turn to you
i want to know what you think
i want to know what you see
the look you mean to be on your face
as we tripped through the daisies
we played old games my grandma tought me

tickling the back of my neck for sometime now
you've been there, you know it and like it
just a little further you say not believing your own words
our legs go soggy, we collapse into folds of old records, and tv shows

tend to your fireplace

i'm laying on the sidewalk waiting for you,
and your planting mouse traps in my neighbors house

this is a VENT SESSION/freewrite

hit me out of no where and i decided to still change my mood after all that this was built for, and now I'm shining shoes, stuck on the lower deck with all the other people with actual respect for being. what is being, how many places can we exist at one time in at any one time.

clouded thoughts as usual. some things scrape me into believing i've completely lost the will to keep my life floating. that purple turquoise glow under your pillow while you sleep. thats me, and yes i do masturbate over you while you are sleeping.

Bonwater-

just finished it, its actually a really good movie. unique story line for what the name misleads. it has nothing to do with bongwater (there is marijuana usage) but thats it. i love all the actors in this movie, very good characters.

go check it out, its on netflix online watch instantly

123456:gOd

it wants you to be a part of this world

i didn't think i'd see you leaving.
a loud crowd of drenched colored people
smoke dangles in the air
this is a dark omen
so indulge in the fog of shimmering colors

beckoning you, it wants you to be a part of this world
the one you can't describe
your vision is useless, its too bright
you go deaf with your eardrums pounding,
with a pulse beating your mind
until your blind

when you recognized me you froze in the sand
how can i make you re consider
leaving hasn't left our long list of options
options you're forced me to chose
capsule's apart
my arms absorb you
to hold us together
my chest caves into your heart
///////////////
we breathe in, and out
and
we regret,
and
we forget
and
we regret
and
we forget
and we forget to remember




you can't have a cake and eat it to

we blend to the exact shade that we were born in
we make ourselves the exact shape, to fit the mold
to hold the fort, to grow old
we shrink into ourselves in folds
we breathe in the nothingness

the contrast so blinding, but its everywhere
it bleeds through my eyelids
but i cant open my eyes to see it

i really really need a glass of water
cold sweat has frozen me to my sheets
left to melt as the sun rises

am i expected to recharge?

the light hits the curtain, and the night was wasted



C
i'm laying in my bed,
E
trying to slow my heart down
C
i just jacked off
E
and i cant stop
C
and i can't stop
E
breathing so goddamn fast


C E
i lay in my bed for a while,
Am E
debating to smoke or shower,
C Am
take a bike ride, or write a song
C Am Em Am
but i hit my pipe, then reach for the bong

D
more like dreaming about
taking a shower
riding a bike,
C
or writing a song

A
i decided to go with the best of four choices,
C
i breathe purple smoke
Am
to tame my pulse
C
my mind unfolds,
G
and this is the result

and thats the result of all that is THIS

the result of all that is THIS
the result of all this
the result of all that is THIS
the result of all this






plugs.


slug green, and begging for more liquor






glowing fuzz seeps into the pours of your skin
poison dribbles down your sun-kissed arm
the matinee is cheap, i've got tickets to the 3 o clock
poison pours down your throat
we decide to walk,

on the way we see a couple sitting together on a bench
he's holding her like a newborn flower
struck by that sight,
i turn to you
i want to know what you think
i want to know what you see
the look you mean to be on your face
as we tripped through the daisies
we played old games my grandma tought me

tickling the back of my neck for sometime now
you've been there, you know it and like it
just a little further you say not believing your own words
our legs go soggy, we collapse into folds of old records, and tv shows

tend to your fireplace

i'm laying on the sidewalk waiting for you,
and your planting mouse traps in my neighbors house

NEW ))) MF DOOM - Born Like This (2009)

MF DOOM - Born Like This

1. Supervillain Intro (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
2. Gazzillion Ear (Produced By: Jay Dee (aka J. Dilla))
3. Ballskin (Produced By: Jake One)
4. Yessir feat. Raekwon (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
5. Absolutely (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
6. Rap Ambush (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
7. Lightworks (Produced By: Jay Dee (aka J. Dilla))
8. Batty Boyz (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
9. Costume Foolery (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
10. Angelz feat. Tony Starks (aka Ghostface Killah) (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
11. Cellz (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
12. Stil Dope (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
13. Better Than Beer feat. Kurious (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
14. Microwave Mayo (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
15. More Rhymin' (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
16. That's That (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
17. In Ya Dreams (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)
18. Thank Ya (Produced By: M.F. DOOM)

check out number 10 Cellz its amazing
i highly recommend this, it seems like doom just keeps better and better, a couple songs produced by jdilla
its pretty new as i understand, and its fucking awesome so i thought i would post it. more mf to love

"its like a leotard-fest"

GIVE IT A WHIRL

Fuckers

just got back from seven eleven. i walk in excited to purchase my daily fix of nicotine, approach the counter, drop my id and five bucks on the counter
"marlboro 27's"
the man turns around, searches them down and rings me up. being high, i am staring at some strange children's candy,
he say's "its $5.rurtwenty seven"."
i just keep staring at the blueberry brain popsicle candy thingy.
blank.
then after i realize he isn't contiune i say
"whuh?"
and dig in my pockets for change and put down 30 cents, he says in his indistinguishable
"no, its 5.97"
"WHUH!?!?"
i pull out a ten and replace it with the five.


fucking taxes making us want to quit. i just was about to try and quit, now utah raises taxes on smokes hoping people will quit. i dont want to quit inspite of that, those fuckers.

draft

with chips on my sandwich, and fries on my burger
slugging from couch to chair, leaving trails of empty beer
the slack catches up well versed, with fidgeting fingers pacing back and forth

captive, in my own nest, the walls smell stale and they're trying to smother me

finally you come take me out of here, take me to that place
we stain some red wine on your blanket
your fruity gum is tasteless from my cigarette
blue skies, red slides, wine, and swing sets
this is better than a kiss

show me the world through your eyes,
all this transparency turns to paradise
i halfway believe everything will be fine

dreamachine

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dreamachine

love of my life

the love of my life






...she's a character in a movie

The birds are callin' for you please don't follow

The birds are callin' for you please don't follow




spirit theyve gone, is amazing.

someone beat you to it

son, your corpse is already smoking, as those pupils of yours are growing
i wanna bend the rules for you, but someone beat me to it, something beat me to it

son, your life is seeming a little boring, maybe spice it up if you know what i mean
i thought i lent you the tools, you suckered me into it, i'm stuck in the middle of it

son, your jesus christ isnt responding, for some reason you keep praying
you thought you had me fooled, someone beat you to it, someone beat you to it

son, your night flipped to morning, alarm blasting latin your head is tearing(pounding)
you stand in your neighbors pool, your crush is cracked, i cant help but laugh at it

son, you had her parents blessing, love is a fast thing full of hurt that sticks
i want to give them a clue, i know they wont get it, old sunburnt minds unfit

son, your down to the last screening, black background, credits rolling
i see i'm listed as part of the crew, but at the end of it, last on the end of the list


hey thanks, pincushion.
hey fake,one question,
oh,forget it
and just to mention
i quit our friendship

i beat you to it
take that
i beat you to it
i beat you to it
take that
....ssoooooo juuuuuusssst
forget it, forget it
take that
take that
take that
take that
take that
take it
take it
take it
take it
like that
like that
like that
like that
like that
like it
like it
like it
like it
take that THAT
like that
take that THAT
like that
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT
take that THAT

two peas in a pod

can addicts really fall in love?
and will the cravings for you ever stop?

forust.

Forust

behind me trails the wasted days
the earth torn path along the lake
whispering leaves bundled in bouquets

your green eyes glow through the forest
dressed in vines, always modest
so how do we get out of this mess?

tree's haunt me with a knotted face,
portraits fall as the bark decays.
the branches break, then are replaced.

this year winters been one of the coldest
as hungry village folk wait for harvest,
dreams of corn so yellow they can taste it
I can taste us,
we taste like rust.

clocking in

so were just supposed to lay here,

clumped together naked and bare

we're sick of watching

so we try to escape the mirrors

but end up tangled in our stare

green eyes mocking

so we tend to our greatest fears

monsters, ghosts, under the stairs

our heart locking

...and losing the key

is this it?(not the strokes)

sale your favors.
eat what you want
you rip me out of myself,
and hold me to what i'm not
leave my case completely untouched.
the blood on your lips isn't enough.
to satisfy the creatures
climbing up the tree,
that claws into that embalmed sky
that we all trust so much
but whats beyond the eyes of life?
a prayer? a god?
a lease on our thoughts?
twist me into everything i'm not,
to make me see the folds of existence
the sign reads keep your distance,
as you solve the problems,
they bite like the light hits the curtain,
and the night was wasted.

Green Light Burst Behind His Eyes(unfinished)

collapse the hate.
leave the holding breathless
as i consume this aching couch, the rugged bastard.
a lap full of blooming flowers,
a carpet painted under my feet.
i'll eat you sour, like a jinx.
remembered as a canker sore
(alex brown's verse)
the sores blossom across the floor of the room
like a blanket of white roses.
we light our torch after shrinking to their size,
and enter the wedding colored forest
with all reluctance about to erupt from our stomaches
out of our dharma.

baby, were bothstrumming and screaming the same song

winter is terrible.
winter is tearing a hole.

its nice to know, your hitting that nylon so hard
its nice to know, we're both strumming and screaming so loud
its hard to know, we're far away, but i can here you through these chords.
its hard to grow, when i'm strumming and screaming alone
its hard to know, these soundwaves will never bounce off the same walls again.

i'm missin you, i'm listening to you, and i'm playing for you, i'm playing for you.
its my last night in town.
its hard to know, these acoustics wont ever blend into a plan
its hard to hear, your voice......i miss your sound.
i hope you've found what your lookin for.
cause its something i can't.

lalalalaaa love

-2
from bean bags to bunk beds, the camo laying ashes.
the sand storms and hatred falling fast in layers
were here living, their there dying
left in the smog for the rightest wing
fighting for nothing, you'll never be free.
it seems like less days, each trasnparent week

i'm sorry youre dying, while the rest of the youth care less,
and cope by frying, every single brain cell
and the debris are shot down like the enemy,
one by one,
like each innocent 'terrorist'
this country can't afford to let grudges pass,

they've run out of paper, to whipe their ass.
onbyonebyone
they need the cash
onebyonebyone
we'll run out of cash
yoursongyoursonyoursong
is fighting fighting fighting for a system they dont understand.



-3





i'll take you to a place, where we wish time froze
the holes on our jeans will run off the things,
the things, the things, the things that ruin your days

oh where will we piss in this room?
foils of hair drape the vanity
you'll see this place in time is only a false salary
to whats really
going on

come over in the room where time stretches on,
and it seems were an illusion
misconceptions, that can't hear this song.

illusions of people hiding their face, fearing god
well i took a peak, and you were wrong
will i took a peak, and time wrinkled on

You can see the streams of light trickle out
between the strands, you will sit and stand
this is where you may piss, because beyond that veil,
is just this, the home we all want.


when i cook this
sanctuary
up in reality,
i'll advertise the bunker to all,
with my sanity


oh where will we piss in this room?
foils of hair drape the vanity
you'll see this place in time is only a false salary
to whats
going on
this is a fallacy

-4

I'll take you to a place where we wish time froze, the holes on our jeans will run off the things that ruin your day. come over in the room where time stands still, and our souls stretch on, and it seems were an illusion, a flash bruised by the rain beating down. when i cook this sanctuary up in reality, i'll advertise the bunker to all with my sanity. you'll see this place in time is an overdue salary. oh where will we piss in this room? foils of hair drape the vanity. you can see streams of light trickle out, between the strands they beam on. This is where you may piss, because beyond that veil This is the fallacy that we agreed to ignore. this false reality never locks its door.

-5
you know all the plans we made? i spelt literal wrong
if you could remember all the games we played, long after the fun

you can keep your note, it means nothing now
seeing is believing, this king has no crown

you can ban me forever
if you'd have me
one day
just so i can see
hom much everythings
changed

your face was crazed, for a long time i've seen this displayed
the lace broke your mask, your cover is blown

if it still mattered, i wouldnt care to say
that with all that you've done, i love you anyway

starfruit starfruit starfruit starfruit
set me free

-6
city cats

packing tie to tie,
the sardines flush downt the steps.
some land on red curbs,
others head for those boxed up flowers
stretching on to the suburbs
some even kick the can
right out of his hands
the change falls
the savings was lost
slick high roller
plays whack a mole
as those beggers fingers
fumble
to pick up that gold

his cat is lost in this city he knows
this cat escapes into the city he knows

-7


i'll sail this broken down boat, out the bottle you tipped
on your way out that door.
calling all, all to undress
rejoice, join my ranks.
lets even the score, scratch up the face

this sinking ship
just needs more fingers
to plug those holes
secrets
will keep us
under the pole.

we'll set sail, head for the coast,
anticipate failure
its never as easy to fly that sail alone
its never that easy, to let it all go
its never so easy, to plug all those holes

this sinking ship
just needs more fingers
to plug those holes
secrets
will keep us
under the pole.

pick up, and drop off
the faces of ,
all the secrets
...our minds
already know.


END of drafts


as you can see, i get have no life.
in utah during winter everything freezes in place, this grim state of fallacies teases the clouds, but only between the eyes can the sun truly come out. be sure to get your ultraviolet ray.

Sticky Black Tar

whats so bad you have to get so gone?
your veins are tired,
why's your heart beat so slow?
your mind is dryer
you've been out feeding that hole.
your hearts a live wire
thats left me alone
ooooooWWWwwooooooooWooooooooooooo
when did that sweet gleam in you die?
your eyes are safire
if you'd look, you would find
your lips are twin liars
they blush kissing flies
your veins a flat tire
you're at the end of the line


there's a letter from the reaper
dated and signed


this is how i'll remember that face
your eyes are so empty,
all frosty and glazed
i catch one last glimpse
of that glitter, your grace
as its flushed down the sink
you're permanently erased

makeup won't hide
the gash on your arm
and the bandaids will die
in bed over time
wake up, holding your breath,
or sleeping so sound?
oooooohOOOwWwOOOwoooooooooo
you'll be okay,
your just coming down
in the morning, your heartbeat is frozen
just like your hands.


this is how i'll remember that face
your eyes are so empty,
all frosty and glazed
i catch one last glimpse
of that glitter, your grace
as its flushed down the sink
you're permanently erased


oooooohOOOwWwOOOwoooooooooo
i wont forget the chill sting of that gaze
the staring contest
with that ghost that you made
no one no one no one no one
can take your place,
oh canker sore, i'm sorry
you ate all the cheese.
i'm sorry
....goodbye my desease

rainbow bunker

I'll take you to a place where we wish time froze, the holes on our jeans will run off the things that ruin your day. come over in the room where time stands still, and our souls stretch on, and it seems were an illusion, a flash bruised by the rain beating down. when i cook this sanctuary up in reality, i'll advertise the bunker to all with my sanity. you'll see this place in time is an overdue salary. oh where will we piss in this room? foils of hair drape the vanity. you can see streams of light trickle out, between the strands they beam on. This is where you may piss, because beyond that veil This is the fallacy that we agreed to ignore. this false reality never locks its door.

HALLOWEEEN!!!

Last night

I felt like everyone was being soo human

used car salesman

Everywhere i look.

everything is in its right place

after tubbin with some bro's

holy fuuuuck

you could have made history

but we're already
forgetting you
so set your sights to
that golden mountain
i'll close my eyes,
to that which
is posted for a fool
and be sure
to clench my jaw
i'll never eat this food

gods point of vew,
the camera above us
avoids the begger,
the thief in the corner
who daily poisons
the water supply
as your getting closer, the sun starts to die

hold that
baby bird
dont stop
squeezing
til color
explodes
or it will be
leaving

purple smoke flows, as you lie in your bed
snuggled in straw
the redeemer
of nazareth
little baby,
i will follow
on my way
to death
on my way to hell

And on the twelfth day, as you slept
youre sewn to that highland,
by the baphomet
the sneak in the corner
was there all along
leading your carriage
disguised as a fawn

put on display,
atleast it sold out
So when that baby
is never born
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns
i'll be laughing
hysterically loud
at your crown
of thorns

Apple Juice

The Apple of my eye, isn't ripe, but it won't die
nothing is something i'm willing to try(feel) still after all these years
So resume your life and when you fly your kite
i hope it reaches the highest point in the sky
when your blinded by the light just close your eyes, and hold that twine tight.

wrap it around your wrist, like a balloon
stare to the sky
as god starts to piss, a list of useless lies,
that these misled mice
eat up as a guide,
just close your eyes
and hold that twine

once you let go
the piss turns to gold
your perched on a cross
cause you let your kite fold,
and now your alone,
as the cloud starts to throw
down hissing cries

boom

sacrificing bodies, to make the colors clearer
holding down minds, a beach ball underwater
the pressure rises, your face holds fear
six intimate characters, sharing the same field
twelve holy figures, linger in the air
twenty four hours, sitting in this chair
fourty eight ponds, all full of our tears
ninety six seconds, into this contest, we stare.

being

Lying here
on the roof my legs are rusted
not to be dirty
but i need lube to move
provided by the pharmacist
more tablets, thank you
there is no escape, i am dead weight
in my first life
i must've been an ass
because this time i've come back
dragging in last
i lay on the roof
wave to friends as they pass
try not to think
what if i didnt ditch class?

Freedom glow

"freedom glow" (collab W/ Alex Brown)

here i stand on hollowed ground again
afraid my foes from far will see
here i stand on holographic sand
throw my ghost cigar in the sea

And i left the house, to open my eyes, i could see anything, i could see everything it set me free

fear consumes the promise land again
lead to death by a gleam, in my sleep
tears i cry cause they wont let me in
tow my heart, my body

the glow it's come
to set me free
the glow it's come
to set me free
the glow it's come
to set me free
the hole is gone
now come find me

and i left the house, to open my eyes, when i got out...i couldnt find anything, everyone was gone, it was only debris

i cant see i cant see i cant see i cant see

the bliss i've found on top of mountains
and across the bleary, deep blue sea
here i stand on hollowed ground again
afraid my foes from far will see

moths spiral toward the heavens downward
i feel fine, i promise blankly
arrows fly upward toward the darkness
the glow it's come to set me free

Gridlock

i wrote this, its not finished i'm going to rewrite a lot of the end.

I was reffered to this
crossword
its like a grid
and im stuck
by this limited
axis
each line
would form
a perfect square
if my frame werent restrained
to this horizontal hell
my entire range would change
from insane, could this be real?
now i can go up and down
with these words,
and this sound
thats teaching me
to realese, and be free

the height
of the square
is filled
with your hair
repunzil, repunzil
let your hair down
so finally i'm saved
as i climb
up my grave
each bar
i pass,
i watch
turn to glass
as i progress
up this
crosshatched mess
i call myself
so i let,
my grip slip
as i miss the last step
i was referred
to this puzzled
crossword
i just
landed in the
section, that never
gets read
down, and i fell
right back
to my horizontal
shell.

is this everything?

Em C Em
I want to strip myself of identity,
Em C Em
sew my own clothes, shoe my own feet.
Em C D Em
nobody is worht my time in this hypocrisy
D
im scared shitless,
Em
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
D
lies,
Em
deciet,
Em C Em
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
Em C Em
selfish people out for their own neck,
Em D C
screaming at the top of their lungs
Em D C
Em C
"I'm lactose intolerant"
Em C D Em
as they other hand poors the gallon of milk down his throat.
D
im scared shitless,
Em
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em D Em
D
lies,
Em
deciet,
that this is it.
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
Em C Em
this is the sum of everything,
D Em
this is the sum of everything,

a

i havent woken up this early forever

LOL

Asheley

ahahahaa oh wow dude you're such a looser...WHO CARES seriously i dont.. you act like you're better cuz you had a tattoo before me big fucking deal you are childish and have no idea who i am..i hung out with you once and you think you know me or something..you know nothing you know nothing about me or "who i am" this is so hilarious what is wrong with you? its a tattoo and you're crying cuz someone else liked it enough to get it as well so you're crying some more trying to tell me im fake and i dont know who i am cuz you're scared someone will know and you need to tell your friends haha look this girl copied me haha like a fuckin 2 yr old AHAHAHA i saw at my tattoo shop a dude in a magazine with the same exact tattoo why dont you go cry some more to him?
whats the point of this?
to teach me a lesson?
to tell me im fake?
hahaha
who the fuck are you to say anything to anyone mr. blog boy
you have a more misguided fucked life than i do cut your wrist and smoke another cigarette you little baby i've never judged you you're just a victim in life and you always will be someones always done you wrong and the world owes you something right? you always need to defend youreself cuz you're the only one right? go get a life make something of yourself and quit blaming people for your fucked situation..i live in st. george utah..who the fuck cares...and i have a tattoo wow big fucking deal i have many of them the world keeps spinning and still no one fucking cares you idiot... im good person im a honest person and i know that you arent going to sit here and tell me otherswise and expect me to take you seriously when you act so childish and you my friend maybe should do a little soul searching yourself when you decide to grow up and except the fact that you arent the only human being on earth who would get that tattoo.
you are pathetic trying to make yourself better and feed off of other peoples flaws thats most likely why you are a blogger...a complainer who needs attention
we are two people in the entire world that no one gives a flying fuck about and i certainly dont give a shit about you and whatever you have to say to me.
have a good one.
unless you need to do some more venting




people help me i cant compete with this blasphemous idiot.

STUPID RIP OFF BITCH

so this weekend i went to good old richfield and was with my cousin the whole time, he loves panda express so we decided to go to cedar city on a 'panda run' and to see our old buddy Dexter.
When we got there i was told "hey i know someone who has the same tattoo as you!"
i was curious and ended up finding out i knew this person, and they got it in the exact same spot of the exact same thing.....the girl that informed me of this said she was never into that kind of shit and always wondered why she got it....
STUPID DIKE BITCH
what is the point of getting a tattoo in vein like that? doesnt that destroy the whole point

this girl is a piece of shit rip off of a rip off of a rip off, she needs to stop ripping people off and find out who she is, and get that shit covered up with the words "FAILURE TATTOO"

here is her myspace link, talk shit if you get bored....please

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=56665675

ae

I think I'll drink myself into a coma
And I'll take every way out I can find
But morphine, codeine, whisky, they won't alter
The way I feel the way now death is not around

rising to fall

Nine out of twelve months
Instilled, unresponsive existence
Consumed by this vacuum
I start to plunge into autumn
Night and gale stay with us
My nostalgic leaves drained by the hour glass
Months searching for the nothing of my past.
I made it to the doctor,
now can you please remove the fucking cast?

Oh, I intend
To entrap my inbred reflections
I capitalize your perfection.
This Indian summer is only a ripple
Cause I'm always just rising into fall.

Twice in the last three months
Ask around, I haven't left this flesh shell once
The rays of sun are a nice effect
To the center stage's blushing retrospect
A vice to the distant balance
once searching for my absent past
3 months isn't enough,
I just wont last,
if i'm supposed to recharge that fast.

Oh, I intend
To wrap you with grief
I capitalize your perfection.
This Indian summer is only a ripple
Cause I'm always just rising into fall.



http://utahmungo.freeforums.org/

Fuck this shit, i lost my job bitch

fuck you i hate how it cant stop the
pineapple express was ....wow WOW

My Bloody Underground

finally The Brian Jonestown Massacre after four years. I'm really excited for this and you should be too. Even though they basically have a different band for each album, newcombe's has NEVER failed me. Go check it out when it comes out, or just download the leak.

load this puppy into your torrent client DOWNLOAD

nudies

these are my newest jeans, definetly blog worthy.

people are created equal?

i'm way better than you and you keep getting stupider and stupider, fatter and fatter....burn

guitar hero world tour

Wow the drumkit is velocity sensitive.

on my way to a bbq

this party was a while ago but good

Deerhunter - Microcastles

This is leaked now and i am liking what i hear. not as noisy, as i was prewarned. but still atlas sound is a good thing to lean towards for him.

Pretty cool little article

http://www.furious.com/PERFECT/jazzpunk.html


Check it out yo, bet you didnt know that.

sellout

sitting here dressed in crimson,decorated in bullet holes. i pull the sheet over my face and start going down. sinking in, spring by spring the mattress swallows me whole. fake lime, real beer. its going down, oh yeah its going down. SHES BACK

NOTWIST!?!?!?

wow this is worth blogging about after like 6 years no release, and then they surprise me and come out with something. this is the best news i've heard in ... 6 years!!! i love this band, i hope it isnt dissapointing
THE DEVIL YOU AND ME

heading down

i am sorry for the maybe one person that reads my blog, but i haven't been writing in it like i used to, and probably wont be for a little while. but when i do it will be cool.

busy

i've been busy working/playing GTAIV lately so I havent blogged forever.
no one even reads this