Tyler

late night poetry..

for so many reasonsi needed herwhen i opened my eyesi needed herwhen i got out of bed i needed heras i drove to worki needed herwhen i started my dayi needed herafter a bad gigi needed herwhen i found...
Posted by Tyler on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 02:50:00 PST

My colour

BlackYour color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines (gay). Traditionally a symbol of succes...
Posted by Tyler on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 08:28:00 PST

Right now..

Sitting in the shop... my eye's are swellin' I like this Coma.
Posted by Tyler on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST