.Booze, Broads, & Bullets.
First off, MUSIC IS MY LIFE. Without it I would be nothing and never truly feel alive. I spend a most of my free time hanging out with friends as much as possible - i have some of the best in the world that could never be replaced.
Other interests:
going crazy at shows
photography
luis royo
blood&gore
fps's
bowling
love
mcfarlane
writing
british literature
gaming
frank miller
screaming/singing all the time
working out
fiction
serial killers
historical "madmen"
etc.
Gamertag = OfOneBlood
He laid emeralds in her eyes, oh but I'd
already tried. a bracelet made of gold and scarlet
thread around her wrist. and everything was wrong so we
sang sentimental songs. Oh how seldom we belong but
how elegant our kiss. and we painted crooked lines but we
danced in perfect time to a love so much refined, we
know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour
into a grief we know before but it's never quite like this. never quite like this.
All I know now is regret, it follows like a silhouette
along the cobblestone behind me, but has nothing to
say except to innocently ask, a voice as delicate as
glass, "Do you see me when we pass?" but I continue on
my way.
-NJ-
"The bad days are back! The for all or nothing days! There's no going back!!"
When I Said Gore. I wasn't joking.
When the urgency strikes you, you'd better not lose your nerve.
It's the rush that the cockroaches get at the end of the world. It's alright.
There's a pail by the bed if you need one (but you're doing just fine).
When in Rome we shall do as the Romans, when in Hell we do shots at the bar.
Last call, kill it.
We don't think in terms of the morning afters, and we don't utter a single word of the night befores.
In the meantime we're just thoughtless incessant buzzing apparatus.
Disillusioned and lonelier than the last man standing. It doesn't get any better than this so run like Hell.
This is a rock and roll takeover.
Living each day one night at a time.
There were mercy fucks, there was blood.
You should have been there by my side.
This is passion, this is red handed denial.
I have no lover and she hasn't the prettiest eyes.
Last call, kill it.
-ETID-
My Girlfriend:
