TRUST IN NOTHING OR YOU'LL BELIEVE IN EVERYTHING.DO NOT READ/LOOK AT MY PAGE AND TRY TO JUDGE ME. YOU DO NOT KNOW ME, DON'T ASSUME THAT YOU DO. DON'T SEND ME A FRIEND REQUEST WITHOUT SAYING HELLO (IF YOU DON'T KNOW ME), I WON'T ACCEPT IT.*I'm Cyndy.
*I am in no way single or looking, don't ask!
*I have found the love of my life!
*I fear no one.
*I'm easy to get along with.
*Ignorance irritates me.
*I don't like groupie girls that only like my friends because they're in a band.
*I'm protective of my friends.
*I'm afraid of balloon animals.
*I hate feet.
* I hate when people read over my shoulder.
*I once won amateur night at Deja Vu.
*I have the most awesome friends ever... check out my top friends, that'll give you a taste of the people around me that keep me alive and happy.
*I've lived all over. Seattle is home.
*In my years, I've learned the difference between disposable friends and real friends. And friends that become disposable.
*If you're an asshole, I will call you out on it.
*I'm a lush.
*I tell stupid jokes.
*I like to stare at people at stop lights.
*I love meeting new people.
**********************It's the night life that gets them off... so desperately they wait for the excuse of love. We live like vampires and we, we love like killers. We all die like infants, and we trust like mirrors.It's the smoke and the drinks and the smiles that it brings. It's the pain and the sex disguised as innocence. Slow suicide, like it or not, it's what we do. Slow suicide, like it or not, it's what we do.It's the lack of guilt that forms a habit of being dramaticaclly over dramatic.~Jamison Parker*Still rocking the tattoos and piercings, yay... MONKEY MIKE @ ELECTRA TATTOO (Marysville, WA) IS THE SHIT, hit me up for the number, and if you're in Kentucky then JARED @ DARE I (London) is the man to see.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*By Scott Gross (From Autumn to Ashes)-
Ok, so it's a blind chemical machine I'm dealing with here in the
frontal temporal lobes of grades 1-4. Your parents thought you
were ok until they found you hanging from the doorknob. You're
only four feet tall and thats a long enough dick to slip into the holes
in the palms of your hands. Have faith in nothing or you'll believe in everything. I believe the receptor when we fuck. We fuck to songs
that have no rhythm and thats why I'm so in love with you. I'M SO
IN LOVE THAT IF YOU TURNED YOUR BACK I'D CLAW YOUR FUCKING
SPINE AWAY. I'll neer sleep with medical junkie book reading whores. You're the perfect whore. I'm losing my ability to do the only thing
I know how to do and as the nights are longer I know I must take
myself as easily as possible, and I'm not taking you with me. So the
stairs are my up and I crawl and I crawl and I sit in the bathtub because
the acoustics are better. I hope my mom and my dad are proud. I
hope they understand how much I hurt. No water. The copper hit the linoleum and I released before it all fell to my shoulder. Maybe
someone cared.
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By Matt Embree (Rx Bandits)-
It's nice to see you all here with your uniforms on::
Black on black on black::
Studs on spikes on silver::
Posthumously clapping for the wind, trying to chase it as it's changing:: erratically:: Mocking laughs::
Winding up to throw gestures into full size mirrors::
And cry as they shatter, beautifully::
In a dream I picked up a shard and ran it across my wrist::
The blood ran down my forearm and dripped from my elbow::
They all complained::
It was making a mess they said and went on to agree that it was better
when they all stood in a circle, backs to the world::
Alright with me they said::
It's so nice to see you here, now with your cotton confections::
And witty interjections they intesect to complete::
I am going to take off my clothes and bleed to death in the corner::
For I havent the faintest about chases anyhow::
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By Alex Hovis (Who Killed Alex?)-
I'm sorry I never hurt you more than this::
My door is shut and your lies will never make it out alive::
And I am sorry that I am disturbing::
I just find sorrow interesting::
I'm pining over you and I really don't know why::
Because I could never look at you without wanting to bruise your pretty
face
And watch you cry with mascara on my fist
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By Chris Martinez (Plans for Revenge)-
Peel the skin off the glass::
I still can't remember you::
But I do know that it's raining::
And the black top is bleeding::
Kill the lights::
And sing with the black birds::
If I could wear another postcard::
And write another letter::
You'd all be dead::
All the glouds are grey::
I fell asleep with::
Anesthesia and supplements::
Feathers and voices::
This was just the first time::..
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