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About Me

fuck the non-believers

My name's V, i am genuine.
my love is a fever.
Modest mouse and Charles Bukowski are my God.

"when i see you, inspite of all the things we've become, i'm still blinded. like i'm staring down the sun"

My Interests

http://www.jsonline.com/story/index.aspx?id=687144
^that's why i want to be a journalist. i want to work in a medium where it is possible to expose the world's injustices without the having to be elected into a system of government of deciet and self-interest.
Read my articles @: royalpurplenews.com

men with power who i can please.
Cowboyboots.
Dialouge.
My front porch.
Giggling.
Writing.

I'd like to meet:

"history may repeat itself. maybe. i cant deny you any longer." -jade wallace, so good...

i want to be your sacreligion.

i want to unmeet you. i want you to forget everything we've previously done to each other. i want something new with you, something unworn, something beautifully unfamiliar. i want to meet the us we'll never know.

My most prized person:
"For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us. "
-Charles Bukowski

Music:

my music doesn't define me, i define it

"that sound...it's like...Space. it's epic. there's no other word for it":
Angels & Airwaves
Queens of the Stone Age
Modest Mouse
Minus the Bear
Brand New
FUCK THE HATERS!

Movies:

The God Father
Napoleon Dynamite
The Aviator
american beauty
Little Children
Running with Scissors
THUMBSUCKER
Secretary
Requiem for a Dream
A Clockework Orange
Bowling for Columbine
NBK
Life as a House
Punch Drunk Love
Me and You and Everyone We Know
the butterfly effect
thirteen
The girl next door
shallow hal
Garden State
Royal T's
Crash
When Harry Met Sally
Clerks

Television:

"you did WHAT?" haha. I HAVE LOVE FOR NEW YORK.

Books:

anything by bukowski.
if you don't know who he is already, you don't deserve to know.

also: lord of the flies, johnny got his gun, Reality and the great gatsby.

Heroes:

Easily:

Tim Webb. You'll never know how much you were loved. I live everyday for you.

i love them

lane and i are gonna run for presidency...

a girl older than what her age reads. she reminds me so much of me when i was that age. it's immaculate.
It's not about what happened. Everything is now. He's an exceptional person.

My Blog

to dream is to love

the days erase themselves and we are left with an empty, black night not even white-out can supress. the ink's too thick. it presses through 3 pages at a time. the words are blurred and incoherent, bu...
Posted by Dear History, on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 11:53:00 PST

equations

why am i addicted? it never changes, why do we still hope??? i'm living a day dream... the thing about addiction that's so different than anything elseis it's all your's. every inch of it. this is mi...
Posted by Dear History, on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 07:23:00 PST

COKE.DICK.MOTORCYCLE.AWESOME.

SOthere has been nothing exceptional about today except for the fact that i ordered jimmy john's at 11:03 promptly three minutes after they opened. AND the fact that i was so happy theY deliver cuz go...
Posted by Dear History, on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 10:09:00 PST

stop. and. think. (this also contains how i formed my myspace name)

Dear History,I am at your mercy...Going over morals is no easy task. Do just and unjust laws come down to personal morals, as many issues do? It was the morals of the white majority that blacks should...
Posted by Dear History, on Thu, 29 Nov 2007 03:08:00 PST

fucking RANT.

AMERICAN YOUTH IS A FUCKING JOKE. YOU MAKE ME SICK MONONA GROVE. I NEVER WANT TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH THAT FUCKING SHIT AGAIN. THERE ARNT "SO MANY BETTER THINGS THAN HIGH SCHOOL" BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS ...
Posted by Dear History, on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 09:30:00 PST

truth, beauty and the likes

I have a lot to say. I am going to say it, i don't care how it sounds. Change. Change hasn't always been my most trusted acquaintance. For a while I claimed to "hate" change. But I do no...
Posted by Dear History, on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 10:30:00 PST

happy sanks giving

crank dat butchaaaa boy!
Posted by Dear History, on Thu, 22 Nov 2007 10:08:00 PST

hey, i’ll see you soon. we’ll be together once again. i’ll love you even harder.

if i had my own world i'd build you an empire from here to the far lands to spread love like violence...
Posted by Dear History, on Mon, 19 Nov 2007 09:14:00 PST

i’m in the library listening to minus the bear and

im on a computer and across from me is a big glass panel, a window if you will and i keep seeing through it a delighful little boy with brown PERFECT shaggy hair and black rimmed glasses. i mean obvio...
Posted by Dear History, on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 08:11:00 PST

when i’m lucky enough my mind lets me write things

ON time. I'm taking a hiatus from responsibility i'm not spending my money wisely i'm circular, involved not rectangular and detached i'm killin sparrows and saving tigers walking a zigg-zagg im diso...
Posted by Dear History, on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 11:04:00 PST