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Marky

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About Me

m Marky. Some of you on here might have known me as Scratch. I used to look like a hippy, now I just look old - I like alcohol and music, i eat meat, im not religous and i have one tattoo, im not married, i have no kids, i have an amazing, beautiful girlfriend, i have a job im shit at,i like art - Warhol, Lichtenstein, Jackson Pollock, Jenny Saville, i like reading -, Burroughs, Camus, Hunter Thompson or anything fucked up and wordy, i like pubs, i dont like trendy clubs although you may see me in them for around five seconds (even less now there is a smoking ban), i dont watch much tv, i dont watch many films, i listen to old music cos new music is fucking shit, Pete Docherty should be crucified, i like football - i support my home town of Swindon rather than Chelsea, i like intelligent conversation, i dont like arguing although I will always usually start it, I am a pushover, I get scared of being alone, I play guitar and bass, i love my friends, im distrustful, i get frustrated on the mundane realities of my life, i hurt people but i never mean to, i hurt myself but i mean to, ive taken drugs, ive come down, Ive got drunk, ive been hungover, i havent travelled as much as ive wanted, Venice is the most beautiful place i have ever visited, i want to work abroad, i hate blood sports, i hate scene kids with no minds of thier own, i want kids someday, im a godfather to Jake, i spend alot of time alone with my thoughts, i like talking shit into the early hours with cool people, i cant ice skate, i should really excercise, i like experimental cooking, i cant stand ignorance, racism or homophobia but worse of all i hate filling shit like this in cos honestly im a bit boring..
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I'd like to meet:

Frank Sinatra, William Burroughs, Timmy Mallet, Sweep from the Sooty show and id like to have a cup of tea with richey from the manics.View All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment

My Blog

00.24am

Hey there, let's get to catching up.because I been thinking those thoughtsthat must have slipped my mindthat time that I left you there that nightI replied, Let me remind you of the guy you failed to ...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 16:24:00 GMT

threes a charm

Harder every time and it starts to show On my face and on my wall Where all her pictures fall. Getting over a three leaf clover, That I thought was four. It's just the same as before....An absent-mind...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 19:10:00 GMT

Meh

My tongue is twisted from talkingMy feet are blistered from walking alone My head is bursting with thoughts And every bruise looks so familiar This town's buzzing with bastards Cancer tans and plastic...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 11:03:00 GMT