Lizard on the Grave... |
It was the end of the old year, and, just as the Boy had wished, there was snow covering every acre of his little home town. He was flown home from his far away apartment to go to the hospital where t...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 14:51:00 GMT |
I SEE!!! |
I see you've gotten fat.I see you're still a whore.I see you still talk to a ghost.I see you still talk to your feet.I see you've changed.I see you still haven't changed.I see that someone still hasn'...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 17:28:00 GMT |
Shell (Wasteland Pt. 2) |
I stillThink about youYour shellStill pinned to my wallYou're not breathingYour spark has passedBut stillI keep youSecuredBy your handsAnd your feetTo my wallI've recoveredFrom the blastBut I've kept ...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 19:59:00 GMT |
I am... |
Just so god damn tired...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 20:17:00 GMT |
Your Own Personal Jesus. |
The purpose of this blog really has nothing to do with the song in the title. Actually, it's more of the subject of the blog that it has to deal with, and it seemed like the perfect thing to be titlin...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 22:03:00 GMT |
Rusty... |
Hello.My name is Rusty.Well, Rusty isn't my real name. I'm not exactly sure why people call me it. My hair isn't red, and I don't have any freckles. Fuck, I don't even know anyone who's ginger. And ye...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 21:11:00 GMT |
Red Angel (Even more lyrics) |
Red angelThat smile painted on your faceThe murderComing from your mouth is goldAnd poisonousYou've got me by the jawI'm addicted to your cold cruel touch againSo tell meTell me why...WHY?! (I'm not g...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 22:59:00 GMT |
You know youre a tool when... |
You own a Bluetooth headset. People with Bluetooth headsets fucking annoy me.I was walking down the street when suddenly this lady looks me right in the eye and says, "YO!" Naturally I respond with, "...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 16:47:00 GMT |
Gone (*Sigh* more lyrics) |
Waking up has never been such a joySeeing your head resting on my shoulderYour breath caressing my chestThe morning tells us that it's time to goBut we agree that all we'd rather doIs hold eachotherIn...
Posted by on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 19:32:00 GMT |
Gray Skin (Even More Lyrics...) |
Drowning deep in this copper coated miseryClogging the back of my throatFilling every breath I takeWith a shot of embersFighting the shroud that He hasPrematurely given meI'm hoping that this is all j...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 21:19:00 GMT |
