Shawn is for fuckers.

I am here for Friends

About Me

Hey. I'm Shawn. I am nineteen. I have hair and a face and glasses too. Sometimes I do things. I like to ride my bike. I like to drive my car. I own more shirts than I'll ever know what to do with. I like to use my brain on a daily basis. If everyone used their brains, the world would surely be a better place. I like to think I know what I'm talking about. I'm really only here to ensure that at least 35% of the general population knows the difference between there, their and they're... I'm beginning to lose hope in that, though. I like to battle with the forces of good and evil. I fear overwhelming change and absolutely hate repetition. I'm a sarcastic pessimist, but I'm happy. I'm in it to win it. I'm a simple guy. It doesn't take too much to keep my interest. I'm an alright dude. I got yer back.
I love life. I love living. Its good.

My Interests

Kick it. Music, loud. Drive the porschelade. Beat people at life. Make an ass of myself. Smoke trees. Learn things. Be hella emo. Train in 7 martial arts disciplines. Sleep. Eat. Drink iced tea. Play guitar in a hair metal band. You know, typical shit.

I'd like to meet:

People to kick it with.
Bill O'reilly. (so I can tell him to shut up)
Aldous Huxley.
Raven Riley.
Sophie Monk.
Jiddu Krishnamurti.
Girls who flip their own blunts.
Intellectuals.
The creator of it all. And I mean ALL.
Someone...

Music:

I like hip hop, indie rock, and whatever else is catchy and has good lyrical content. Its simple. And I am completely anti-Bob Seger.

Movies:

Big Fish. Donnie Darko. Tideland. Blow. Traffic. Better luck tomorrow. Funny movies. Trippy movies. Movies that leave you in awe. Maybe even some corny movies, who knows? I like movies.

Television:

I want to make a movie. I want all my friends to be in it... and all of my heroes in it as well. I also want there to be lots of color changing trees and even a few mythical creatures too. I want John Goodman in it as the bad guy that ultimately turns all the good guys bad, and becomes good himself. And I want people to walk away from it, and take something with them. Yes. I do not turn on the television. Ever.

Books:

A brave new world. Its sad, but thats really the only book I've ever read. And I LOVED it.I'm sure there are thousands of other books out there... i just haven't read them... yet.

Heroes:

Dr knudsen, John Hittle,and Ernie Faulkner. And of course, Aldous Huxley. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand Robin, tanked.

My Blog

Take that black door, and paint it yellow

I keep opening my eyes, and all I see is black. I've whiped them once or twice, and its not helping. How very badly I want to see whats in front of me... But why? Why do I want to see which predi...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 01:57:00 PST

Sometimes, I think I might be Elvis.

I can see a sparkle. Somewhere in the midst of nothing... a sparkle. A tiny fragment of something besides this horrid black. A black that hides any hope outside of this maze. And I sit, and gaze into ...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 10:16:00 PST

Emphasis on things I know too much about.

Sometimes we do back flips. Sometimes without any shoes on. Sometimes we pass churches and think of happy, holy things... and sometimes we only think of dying. I only think of dying. Because honestly,...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 05:50:00 PST

Relearning what a feeling is.

Roll outta bed. Shake off the initial dizzy state, take a step, and its all clear. Here. Here it goes, wipe my face. In a mirror, trapped, potential fear. I rub my eyes, and to my surprise, only a few...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 11:54:00 PST

Spell it out loud for me. Again.

I can't remember the last time I just up and had some strange sense of inspiration. Actually, I can. It was on bart en route to San Francisco. Looking out the window, I saw a hillside. That hillside h...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 12:59:00 PST

It's not sealed...

And its.. bleeding. And I'm fearing its been going on for a bit too long. Sewn up, we keep upkeep regular. Break, its clear. Forward, in pursuit of whats ahead, soon behind and I don't mind it won't b...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 10:59:00 PST

A matador chasing a bull in a china shop.

I remember when I was about 15 or so... every saturday, I would race my bike. I loved those days. I'd be in the car wishing my mom would drive faster so I could get my ass out there on the track. And ...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Sun, 17 Sep 2006 01:50:00 PST

Same old shit, different visual. Half Massed. Traveling fast enough...

This summer is hot. Something sick about it. Sweat. Reminding me of those disgusting anxiety driven imperfections that I just cant seem to shake. Shaken, not stirred my thoughts remain in the air...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 04:31:00 PST

We keeps the funk. gotta have that funk, YEAAAAAH!

when i was young, i was angry. really... i would get fucking PISSED off at nothing. one time, my mom made me take a nap... and i kicked a hole in the wall. at family gatherings, one thing i always rem...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Sun, 23 Jul 2006 03:50:00 PST

I wake up dying.

these days only seem to get longer. theres so much left, its like its neverending... we'll fall into it soon. thoughtless. hopeless... staring off into space like i have a million times before.... rea...
Posted by Shawn is for fuckers. on Mon, 03 Jul 2006 04:21:00 PST