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About Me

King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong. And Joseph's brothers sold him down the river for a song. Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm into his glove. Some things you do for money. Some you do for love, love,love

My Interests

Hannah Rocks. She's a bit of a dish.

I'd like to meet:

No one in particular, but perhaps people who have come through some really bad times in their life, to be stronger for it. I love talking about hardship, real problems and designer shoe's.

Music:

anything that fits into the death funk genre

Movies:

Anything with Kirsten Dunst in it. Yes, even bring it on. In fact Bring It On is a great film, l really liked watching it and not just because K is in it, but because it really has something to say. Why are cheerleader's so cruel?

Television:

Take it away from me.

Books:

I'd like to list some high-brow reading material to impress all your book kids... but then l realised that your all nerds and l hate you. There l said it l feel better now.

Heroes:

Anyone who looks at this page. Thanks for being such an Inspiration.

My Blog

Heading Out

Headin out, the pallid lights of these faded streets couldn..t keep me here if you paid me and you didn..t pay muchHeadin out, going to see my friend TC, because he..s a man of vast means and he..ll t...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 04:27:00 PST

Untitled

It's pretty obvious to me, that nothing ever came for free.But the tricks of the trade leave you played.A girl next door no more, a boy in a man's war.The last temptation of the selfish, the first red...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 04:23:00 PST

Blood red hands

Blood red hands by Scott Pearse..I know this river... She looks around and sees the familiar, hears the familiar can touch all these things she knows.The sound of water lapping on the boats stern, a g...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 04:19:00 PST

Speak now and forever hold the cheese

Heps nah, l can't be simply on here for your pleasure. There must be something cathartic to it all. How ambiguous "it" really is though. Make some fucking sense, call yourself a speaker of truth. You ...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 07:03:00 PST

It's just life

It's been a long time coming and here it is todaythe truth about cats and dogs is that they never run awayit's a sickly sixth sense that speaks of trouble afootit's those damn pirates that've made off...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Sun, 16 Jul 2006 05:39:00 PST

One month later

Dream's aside, another mans lies.a new set of eyes.On an already difficult situationExperience as such doesn't leave us with muchbut enough too touchand its all greatly appreciatedThe trouble she's in...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 09:37:00 PST

What we took.

splendid it is. This life of so much waste. Take thought for those of us less fortunate. As am l, all of us are. Problems seem so easy, for the children of opportunity. I want and therfore l am, l be...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 02:39:00 PST

stems and the thorns

Hello there children of the east. My wild rose of confirmed indifference, speak sweet truth, lie to me softly. Only to hear me wince and tell a tall tale in response. How many times have we been throu...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Fri, 03 Mar 2006 12:36:00 PST

decide

If l never knew, well l was never implicated. Then did l get to decide? So l live in a bubble and write about my troubles Still never got to decide. Living life so freely really gets to me...
Posted by Scott Rocks on Mon, 27 Feb 2006 07:18:00 PST

To my sweet

So it seems l've dealt myself the losing hand. I doubt that anyone would understand. Now all l can hope for is divine mercy, a picture of you and maybe some caramel jersey.
Posted by Scott Rocks on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 04:30:00 PST