M1CK3Y TH1RT33N - ProfilesArchive

About Me

There is certainty in life. Everything happens for a reason. The world falls between two laws, love and fear. You choose which law to follow. You choose to feel. Everything that "happens" to you is your own choice, no one elses. There is no good in this world. There is no evil in this world. There just IS. No right, or wrong, just choice. How you choose to feel is what makes it right or wrong in your perception. By blaming others for your feelings is giving away your energy......LOVE or FEAR..... That is your choice...

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My Interests

INK EMBEDDED IN FLESH, UNNATURAL HOLES CREATED THROUGH TISSUE, MUSIC THAT MAKES THE BLOOD RUSH TO LEAVE IT CAPTOR

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I'd like to meet:

PEOPLE WILLING TO GIVE IN TO THE PERSON THAT I KNOW EXISTS WITHIN EACH OF US.

already know these guys, word.

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Heroes:

THOSE WHO HAVE FOUND THE SOLICE WITHIN. THOSE WHO HAVE GRASPED THE LACK OF HUMANITY THAT DRIVES US TO THE VERY FOUNDATION OF WHAT IT IS TO BE SELF SUFFICIENT, AND TO SURVIVE UNDETERRED BY THE LIKES OF THE TWISTED REALM OF SOCIETY THAT HOLD THE HUMAN SPIRIT DOWN..

My Blog

The Disquitetude of Morgan

You can't wake the dead, they are not sleeping The flora does cry, the willows are weeping Time and time again I'm looking behind me You are never there only the shadows; confining Cou...
Posted by M1CK3Y TH1RT33N on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 04:58:00 PST

Bled Like the Rose

even the reddest of roses can't touch the grayest of ash and the tears have yet to sting from the bitterness of the cold and the willows are still weeping and moaning from the wind ripping through t...
Posted by M1CK3Y TH1RT33N on Wed, 23 Nov 2005 04:15:00 PST

Not blanks in the Barrel

this taste of metal.. so unpleasant but soothing it whets the appetite for the lead entree carried within itself these thoughts so cavernous that it is hard to explore them without phobia too many to....
Posted by M1CK3Y TH1RT33N on Fri, 18 Nov 2005 05:57:00 PST

Death of a thousand cuts

This is hell... I am forcing myself to die the deathof a thousand cuts, and only the whip of humiliationseems to sweeten this bitterness...I have had a nightmare... my intrepid mind wanders inthe unco...
Posted by M1CK3Y TH1RT33N on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST