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About Me

the past is a grotesque animal
and in its eyes you see
how completely wrong you can be.
the sun is out
it melts the snow that fell yesterday
makes you wonder
why it bothered
i fell in love
with the first cute girl that i met
who could appreciate Georges Bataille
standing at a Swedish festival
discussing "story of the eye"
it's so embarassing to need someone like i do you
how can i explain?
i need you here
and not here too
how can i explain
i need you here
and not here too
i'm flunking out, i'm flunking out
i'm gone, i'm just gone
but at least i author my own disaster
at least i author my own disaster
performance breakdown
and i don't wanna hear it
i'm just not available
things could be different
but they're not.
things could be different
but they're not
the mousey girl screams "violence, violence!"
she gets hysterical
cause they're both so mean
and it's my favorite scene
the cruelty's so predictable
makes you sad on the stage
though our love project has so much potential
but it's like we weren't made for this world
though i wouldn't really wanna meet someone who was
do i have to scream in your face?
i've been dodging lamps and vegetables
throw it all in my face
i don't care-
let's just have some fun
let's tear the shit apart
let's tear the fucking house apart
let's tear our fucking bodies apart,
let's just have some fun
somehow you've red-rovered
the Gestapo circling my heart
and nothing can defeat you
no death, no ugly world
you've lived so brightly
you've altered everything
i find myself
searching for old selves
while speeding forward
through the plateglass of maturing cells
i fed the unraveler
the paw hellion
but even apocolypse is fleeting
there's no death, no ugly world
sometimes i wonder if you're mythologizing me
like i do you
apologizing me like i do you
we want our film to be beautiful
not realistic
see me in the radiance of terror dreams
you can betray me
you can, you can betray me
teach me something wonderful
crown my head crown my head
with your lilting effects
project your fears onto me
i need to view them,
see there's nothing to them
i promise you there's nothing to them
i'm so touched by your goodness
you make me feel so criminal
how do you keep it together?
i'm all, all unraveled
but'cha know
no matter where we are
we're always touching by underground wires
i've explored you with the detachment
of an analyst
but most nights
we've raided the same kingdoms
and none of our secrets are physical
none of our secrets, are physical
none of our secrets, are physical now
Malcholm The First
Made of stains.

Not much to tell.
One of my goals this year is to convince you that the science you are studying is real.
If you know The Sun, you know me.
Aspiring artist.
maybe a musician, idk.
Let's be friends.
I'm mean to strangers, sweet to acquaintances.
My friends know me very well,
but people seem to think i'm really mellow when they first meet me.
maybe i am. who cares.
It's probably a bad idea to add me if you like mindless self indulgence.
I dont like their ways,
and the idea of them pisses me off.
Anyway, I need something to do.
Tonight I'll show you how dreams are prepared, love, friendships, relationships. All those ships.
P. S. R. Parallel Synchronized Randomness. An interesting brain rarity and our subject for today. Two people walk in opposite directions at the same time and then they make the same decision at the same time. Then they correct it, and then they correct it, and then they correct it, and then they correct it, and then they correct it. Basically, in a mathematical world these two little guys will stay looped for the end of time. The brain is the most complex thing in the universe and it's right behind the nose.
Will you marry me when you are seventy and have nothing to lose?
I draw pictures.
I'll draw one for you.
AIM? Swiftyswag

My Interests

Hey, mally, give us a kiss?

This account is for my art.
for the real mally, click here.

i dont really accept strangers here,
but like,
if you've sent me a message or something,
i'll probably add you.
i mean, on thiss account i see everyone's bulletins,
but on that one, i only see my friends.

kaythnks.
....

I'd like to meet:

New Friends.
Cool friends.
i try to be nice to everyone,
but i dont always succeed.
Or Steve-sy

Music:

Just another way to mock the deaf.

? and the mysterians
stereo total
al jolson
the blood brothers
of montreal
mates of states
teagan and sara
Against me!
the locust
the unicorns(rip)
Islands
The Lucksmiths
bloc party
THE SMITHS
heavy heavy low low
playradioplay
Prince
the rev. horton heat
fearbeforethemarchofflames
KANA
Drop dead, Gorgeous
Beat Happening
GO!GO!1788
Interpol
Buddy Holly
The Cramps
Nightmare of you
xiu xiu
Prototypes
selby tigers
sky eats airplane
uffie
the strokes
voxtrot
all girl summer fun band
the killers
Girl Talk
say anything
miyavi
hot chip
RATATAT
I dont really have a preference.
I just like what sounds good to me.

Television:

Books:

"Might the fishes devour him,
this dog of a Siddhartha,
this madman,
this corrupted and rotting body,
this sluggish and misused soul!
Might the fishes and the crocodiles devour him,
might the demons tear him to little peices!"

Heroes:

Soy Muerte

Status:

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My Blog

i saw spiderman last night...

hated it.seriously.i walked out.it's as if sam raimi never read a comic book in his life.well, he definitely read marvel team up.what the fuck was that?"o petey, you're my best friend"FUCK THAT.that w...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Sun, 06 May 2007 12:07:00 PST

ticklish.

Posted by Arte Muerto® on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 04:23:00 PST

because i never.

Stop me, oh, stop meStop me if you think that you'veHeard this one beforeStop me, oh, stop meStop me if you think that you've heard this one beforeNothing's changedI still love you, oh, I still love y...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 12:01:00 PST

valentines day.

maybe he shot himself, could've been someone elseasked me to tell you what he had to say"you don't have to end upwith people who self destructgo find a loverwho will never leavefear of abandonment,sel...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 05:32:00 PST

Haruka haruhara

been working.42 hours since friday.and i'm not off till sunday.miss me?...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 03:49:00 PST

blue light

You'll find it hiding in shadowsYou'll find it hiding in cupboardsIt will walk you home safe every nightIt will help you rememberIf that's way it isThen that's the way it isI still feel you and the ta...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 03:07:00 PST

cock soup, fox pop

i tried juggling. tee hee!it's delish!i made a box....
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 10:39:00 PST

the current

dont take this the wrong way.i did.and i had to learn, sometimes, when you're in love,and it's just pain,the best thing you can do is let go....and you really didnt noticethe gentlest feeling....
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 04:50:00 PST

mates of states version

these daysi'd been out walkingi don't do too much talking these days these daysi seem to think a lot about the things i forgot to doand all the times i had the chance tooi quit my ramblingi don't do t...
Posted by Arte Muerto® on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 04:47:00 PST

Sugar, sugar sweet

Posted by Arte Muerto® on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 10:48:00 PST