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Brent The Bitter Brokenhearted Bastard

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---I'm HIGH and gettin' HIGHER! I sing blues in my Band called The New old News. I also enjoy drinking, writing, eating, being a drifter, a grifter, a lover, a fighter, a better, a loser. I like women of all sorts and shapes and sizes. There is so much more to me, than a pair of dirty jeans and an attitude... A girl will never truly know me, until she lays beside me and shares conversation in the dark. Music means fuckin' EVERYTHING to me. I cannot write anything beautiful enough to describe my love for it. I've lived a wild life and mine will always be between happy and a total fuckin' wreck and I don't know if I will ever find peace or real contentment, but glimpses, I occasionally find. As fucked as the world may seem as long as you have passion and compassion and ones around you who get "it" you'll be okay. Life is pain. Love is pain. And the pain has become so bad it truly is what defines me along with the fact I am a living contradiction. I have been misunderstood since you were probably in diapers and I will knock your teeth out. I've felt the blade, of death, love, and loss and for sure..not a "Momma's Boy". I have no parents or family and am alone in this world, So I'll never be loved just by default. I don't like religious idiots. I don't like people that aren't themselves. I realize the most heartfelt music is the blues. My TURN ON'S are: I like NAUGHTY girls!, A girl who doesn't mind telling me to fuck her, Tattoos, those moments of public nudity, masturbation, music, female ejaculation, and PIGTAILS!! Who doesn't like pigtails? Don't judge me before you know what kind of man I am, what I believe in,or what values I have. The best suggestion I could give is: Try to find a way to figure out how to love everyone, but keep them far from your soul, and visit the past...but don't live there. I might not impress you, but I will be honest and even more importantly I will be myself. Don’t expect me to be something I was three years ago, because I am human, I change. If you're close to me, Try not to hold anything against me for too long, I fuck up, but I'm truly at the core not a bad person. I have baggage, but then again who doesn’t? Another thing is, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK what people think of me! You wouldn't give a FUCK what others thought of you, If you realized how little they do... I could care less if people think you're who you are because of what bands, movies, books, or religions you love... that doesn’t completely make you who you are and it never will. I am not a difficult man. Respect me... and I will respect you... I understand you're scared to die, so am I, but let's learn how to live before we worry about dying. And lastly...I've spent my life searching for love that doesn't leave,Yet know I'll never find it. I'm just one fucked up cat living each painful yet wonderful day at a time and don't think too much about the future. I'm a southern boy and like the good things in life like, listening to the rain, cherry pie, warm biscuits, and pussy. I've got some of the roughest edges you've ever seen. But give me a pen and a piece of paper, and I will shatter your first impression of me. ---


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LOVERMAN

There's a devil waiting outside your door(How much longer?)There's a devil waiting outside your doorIt is bucking and braying and pawing at the floorAnd he's howling with pain and crawling up the wall...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Apr 2009 20:10:00 GMT

BECAUSE

I dreamed, instead of did...I wished and hoped, instead of tried... 
Posted by on Sun, 29 Mar 2009 07:52:00 GMT

I'VE ASKED MY LAST QUESTION

I've asked my last question,have you gave your last answer,and if so, of this are you certain?It's dark where I've been,need to let some light in,without you I'll still draw the curtain
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 15:44:00 GMT

She wears mascara

and cries
Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 17:57:00 GMT

A FABLE OF IMMEASURABLE TRIBULATION

This is a ghost story. And it's a love story.It's about a man who loved a woman. A man who thought the flame of their love,would never diminish.But it did.What had once been a dance, had become a batt...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Feb 2009 20:27:00 GMT

THE WORLD

is full of "dogs" that will shit in your "yard".let indifference be your fence...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2009 13:06:00 GMT

CLIPS FROM MY BOOK: No Place For Poets

Now I am to tell you, I haven't written anything for my book for some time. It is now, Thursday Sep. 25 2008 and my Uncle Roger died a day ago. He was 65. I am 31 years old now and I can't help but th...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 16:36:00 GMT

NOT YOUR EVERYDAY KIND OF DUDE

If you know me personally, you'll know that I'm not your everyday kind of dude. I've taken alot more time searching my inside, than I feel the average man allows himself to. For better or for worse yo...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Aug 2008 12:27:00 GMT

A MAN HAS A HARD TIME

it's hard for me to be able to express my love for blues and American folklore in a way that you could ever understand. I have such a fascination for it.  There is nothing more primal for "The Hu...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Aug 2008 16:59:00 GMT

EVERYDAY I’M

Smokin' Cussin' Drinkin' Fuckin' Lovin' Hatin' Wantin' Gettin' Laughin' Cryin' Winnin' Losin' Livin' Dyin'
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 12:55:00 GMT