Gunslinga

Tatu

Another desperate call you're not aroundI got a head so full of worrycuz you're nowhere to be founddisplaced and out of order I've been downon my hands and knees so many nightscrawling around this pla...
Posted by Gunslinga on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 10:34:00 PST

Fagstaff

November of 2006 Flagstaff trip mutha fuggasAhhh yes the fresh mountain air that wreaks of college rape and bum assI'm not going ot lie, I've had some good poops in this guyMy amazing zombie killing, ...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 09:49:00 PST

now we're stuck on rewind

Let's follow the cops back home lets follow the cops back home   and rob their houses - Placebo
Posted by Gunslinga on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 03:36:00 PST

hey you............young love

dont let them cut out your tongue   promise me
Posted by Gunslinga on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 03:53:00 PST

ShotgLass

I'm thinking of quitting drinking againI know I've said that a couple of timesand I'm always changing my mindwell I guess I ambut there's this burn in my stomachand there's this pain in my sideand whe...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 11:53:00 PST

Foundmybetterhalf

Heaven's not a place that you go when you die It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive So live for the moment And take this advice, live by every word Love is.....(To be continued)...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 11:51:00 PST

Dykex

So let me tell you a story about a beautiful little boy that looks like he's 11. One day this beautiful boy was drinking with some friends and found out abruptly that he was to drunk to stay away or w...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 11:11:00 PST

I'd raPE the BLED

Brace yourselfFor the plight of the bornAs the spotlight strips you bareJust a useless act in the play of lifeCast as the role of the loverAnd I feel slightly misplacedIn a world that's fuck or be fuc...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 20 Oct 2005 07:13:00 PST

Sadie's PLea

"he represented a God to me that was so beautiful, i'd do anything for. i'd do anything for god, even murder if i believed it was right. how could it not be right if it was done with love.&n...
Posted by Gunslinga on Thu, 20 Oct 2005 07:07:00 PST

now i'm drunk as hell on the piano bench

Well let the poets cry themselves to sleepAnd all their tearful words will turn back into steamBut me, I'm a single cell on the serpent's tongueThere's a muddy field where a garden wasAnd I'm glad you...
Posted by Gunslinga on Mon, 22 Aug 2005 11:28:00 PST