Starting rumors, sex, taking hostages, throwing rocks at cars, breaking glass, living the legend by telling the lie, making you feel bad, starting cults and bailing on the fools right when their heads are really fucked, giving you something to cry about, drawing, tattooing, shooting guns, hitting the beach, ummmm, guns, guns, guns, I always find something fun to do...
You, in a dark alley... Psychos, People who don't scare easily, people who remembers jokes, talking salamanders, people who never lie, people out for some burley-ass fun all the time... People who make sure you got money on your books when you take the rap...people with knives at gun fights... get-away drivers... People who wont be crying if Judge Rick Porter gets staph infection from the banana peel he slips on at his boyfriend's house that sends him down a staircase to a broken-skull-splitting-bounce, into the path of a speeding short-bus fulla tards who laugh, and lick windows at the punk-stained concrete mess-of-that-bloody-bitch.
I love the songs in my head...
I like the movies that seem like i could live that...I like it when the snitch dies and the bad guy gets the girl and the money... http://www.apbtconformation.com/movie.htm
Cartoons and shows with people building cool things...
brautigan, kesey, robbins, thompson, rollins, bukowski...
I am my own hero, you could be too, if you can call it for what it is, no matter how shitty, or who might get all butt-hurt over the truth... http://www.myspace.com/sickcreationstattoos