Im 6'2, have light brown hair, and hazel eyes.Im a guitarist so I like spending time playing music. I occasionally write songs. I also play the bass. I used to be in a band but it fell apart, yeah we sucked though.I have been in Austin, Texas since the 29th of June and realized i never am going to go back to VA because i love it here. One person has changed my views which is a good thing. When i meet you for the first time i can make you uncomfortable real easy talking about sex and stuff but i only do that to the ladies. Yeah if you try to start shit with i will end it quick and very easily no matter who you are. I don't like people who start shit, they need to get out of the whole high school shit. I'm a people person for the most part, if you think i like you i probabaly don't. I have to admit i like you then you'll know. I've been stabbed in the back multiple times by friends and actaully been stabbed twice. ATX is my home town but i don't own it, yet. I miss my true friends in NoVa (you know who you are) I've already meet some fucked up people i don't want to see or hear from. Some who are true bitches, whores, skanks, yeah you name it. I'm so fucking tired of bullshit and lost causes so, Oh yeah did i mention i fucking hate spiders. For everyone else though to know my guitars meen everything to me so yeah if a bad situation arises when i have my guitar i will save that first or if you mean a lot to me i'll save you. yeah it sounds fucked up, but i couldn't live without my guitars. so yeah fuck it thats all i'm writing.You play the gameI’ll masturbate and sing a lullabyYou run the raceI’ll pay the milesYou sing the pink love fuzzAnd dance the musty queerI’ll stay at home ‘cause I’m the mouseSo high that I can’t flyMore deep than space #9Can’t tell time by telling timeShe’s so ready, I’m so heavyIt’s so heavy on meCan’t hold time by holding timeBarbarellaCome and save me from my miseryCan’t you see it’s a diseaseShoot the bad guysAnd I’ll gladly sing a tune for youLost in space-we could be freeLet go, let God they sayI do believe but not in yours or yoursI just believe it’s all the sameDon’t know just who I amDon’t know about the lambI’m the meat of the feastBarbarellaCome and save me from my miseryCan’t you see it’s a diseaseShoot the bad guysAnd I’ll gladly sing a tune for youLost in space-we could be freeNa na na na na naNa na na na na na naNa na na na na naAnd all the tangerinesThey taste like jelly beansThis must be boring by nowGrab a scale and guess the weight of allThe pain I’ve given with my nameI’m a selfish piece of shitBarbarellaCome and save me from my miseryCan’t you see it’s a diseaseShoot the bad guysAnd I’ll gladly sing a tune for youLost in space-we could be freeBarbarellaCome and save me from my miseryCan’t you see it’s a diseaseShoot the bad guysAnd I’ll gladly sing a tune for youWe’ll watch lost in space on my tv Scott Weiland's song "Barberella" real editor best profile tools real editor best profile tools
