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bradley riot

i don't know what YOUR boyfriend does, but i make hit records.

About Me


let's forget our pathos and run away, destroy something old. let's make a secret from our tongues and teeth and appreciate what it's like to bleed our own blood. i'll be black and you be blue and bruised.
you hit the spots that i forgot and you made me need help. i had an allergic reaction to medications but it was purposeful because i knew the effect and i needed the cause. i sometimes forget we all need to run away from all these fucks and feelings. it's been too long since i saved myself, but what i did was right in order to become more like me again. it felt good and now i feel at home in my skin. i keep trying to explain this to you and myself, but voicing contentment is never easy when you've got a belly full of words and you're choking on your pride.
i'd speak faster and wash it all down, but the contents of your canteen does no better than super glue down the throat. your sex is all wrong, but drink i did from your eyes, like waterworks. the salt was already flowing free and came sparkling down your cheeks the first night we met. what we've become still makes me ill. naked and outright, you caught me red-handed. the burden has touched me.
you gutted me in the same way you know i love.
no will and full of free speech... i never before heard your mouth speak such a topic of demise. this one was exeptional. thank you, you've proven yourself as ruthless.
my soul feels dialated but i still don't pray because now, more than ever, i'm willing to kill and that feeling's as unholy as they come. i breathe as steady as a sleeping infant. all of my senses are alive and, despite your efforts, i am not failing. i am in control and i'm breaking down these walls with all the words that are dead to me.
committing crimes through anguish is out of style. but what have i become, and what will i come to be now that i'm searching for countless witnesses?
oh, how my mark must sting. you're a victim now and still not numb to my touch.
i must say... it is rather satisfying.
p.s.- i win.
R.I.P. Kelly

My Interests

music/art/drinking/girls/fashion/hair/money/sidekicks

I'd like to meet:

my future self and this girl when july comes knocking...

Music:

...it's the reason i breathe.

Movies:

i'm a sucker for horror movies.

Television:


...turn it on cartoons or turn it the fuck off.

Books:

reading books = getting smarter.

burning books = hitler

My Blog

more poison please...

the veins are pumping alcohol through the capillaries leading to my heart... all the kids are silently sleeping. i'm more awake than ever & sitting all by myself. fuck this. i'm damn sick of it. a...
Posted by bradley riot on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 06:22:00 PST

dead-eyed

so lately i've had a severe lack of sleep. conscious ideas are not flowing the way they should. paragraphs are left incomplete and sentences are undotted at their ends. i need to spend a solid 24 h...
Posted by bradley riot on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 08:00:00 PST

new lessons learned through self medicating

   let's forget our pathos and run away.  let's destroy something old.  let's make a new creation from under our tongues and quick from behind our teeth.  let's appreciat...
Posted by bradley riot on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 01:06:00 PST

i'm braving saving face, too literal to combining love.

left alone and now i roam... i can let the words be scribbled by my pen as they come to mind and..make..my art feed fires... i will make something that shames anyone who sees it. ..like an AK-47 singi...
Posted by bradley riot on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 04:35:00 PST

deep seeded.

   it's about change and honesty.  dealing with addiction, whichever noun you choose to live without.   it's about grace or a lack thereof.  a simplicity in even num...
Posted by bradley riot on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 07:12:00 PST

red and white. white and brown and tan. [the colors of bleeding lungs...

and marlboro reds.]"take away the flames and pray to your last broken sins and solace; eating out your throat.  it makes it easier to speak when you don't.  you're not looking so well. ...
Posted by bradley riot on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 01:11:00 PST

i'm bubblelucious bitch.

what's happening?  my head swells and i can feel the brain matter leaking out of my ears.  i feel it's distaste for how i've treated it.  my brain matter loves me, no more.i'm fucking c...
Posted by bradley riot on Fri, 10 Mar 2006 10:48:00 PST

i'm new to you and yours.

i've learned so much about myself it's scary.  i've been barely able think straight with all the commotion that's been going on lately.  luckily, today was simplified and sure.  i've be...
Posted by bradley riot on Mon, 27 Feb 2006 03:06:00 PST

ten bucks will take me 300k.

stop pining over what you used to have.stop thinking that i still care. quit pretending like you're importantlike your money was all that kept me around.believe the lies.believe your friends.all you'r...
Posted by bradley riot on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 09:09:00 PST

i ignored her for two days.

so it seems i meet someone cool.  a plague, on the mind of an empty stomache, says i need to check my head.  and not feel stupid about it.the space i've been occupying is smaller than my dre...
Posted by bradley riot on Sun, 12 Feb 2006 04:26:00 PST