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Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao)

Every single color turned to cream.

About Me

18, asthmatic, in a world full of sex, pistols, and plasmatics. A dish of cold turkey for the recovering addict who keeps a reminder in a box in the back of the attic. Who lives to make a living cause it keeps him alive. Who fights too hard just to put out a fight. Who can't sleep at night cause the hum of the light outside his window. !

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 10/15/2005
Band Website: xanga.com/Hangedscratcher, because I&39;m angsty.
Band Members: You should kind of assume it's just me, cause there isn't anybody else.Look through my pictures.I mean...Chino's not in the band.Besides what kinda shit band name would Jesse Jett be?*scoffs*Dumbasses.
Influences: Aesop Rock, Robert Plant. ..
Sounds Like: um. there are definitely songs on here.again, DUMBasses.
Record Label: Unsigned..but offers are welcome!
Type of Label: None

My Blog

Relapse Beach

It's the mainland with the main disease,that they etch into their eyes in the hours of sleep.Long produced by an agent of grief,an echo of relief falling short as they speak.Last words in a sound defe...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Fri, 27 Jun 2008 02:31:00 PST

A Second Time Around /// Dragging while intoxicated

I've set stones in archways with the utmost diligence, I've pressed my lips against the white-hot filament. I rewind collisions to the sound of cheering crowds, but I don't undo; I simply view a secon...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 09:59:00 PST

The last stand of the photo album.

They are pouring over blueprints from an antiquated age,all lost and found and yellowed-brown, each sand-worn brittle page.The scripts of ancient warlords, the experts clearly state,but what a shame, ...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 01:22:00 PST

Script.

The script to which I'm bound says that I'm to know no reason. And never will I understand the way you speak to me. In one hand is the match that burned the house of my allegiance, the other grips my ...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 01:53:00 PST

Minotaur

Swept in a torrent of unbridled focus, I hear the divine and the chained.Death to the crops in the torment of locust, GOD, how their echoes remain.While the last minotaur in the cages of war begins ba...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 11:29:00 PST

The Top 5 Unattainable Women I’d Like To Sleep With

After long hours of inner-debating and soul-searching, I've finally ranked the top 5.. Now remember, when I name a fictional character, portrayed by an actual actress, I am lusting after the CHARACTER...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 09:34:00 PST

Middle of Nowhere

This sunday night at 8!I'm tearin it DOWN.You should definitely listen.If for no other reason than to hear Justin Timberlake on 97x.Is he kidding?No, he's not kidding....
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Sat, 10 May 2008 01:31:00 PST

FORGivEness

in his hands he grips a manuscript i hesitated signing and regret has cost me sleep these hundreds nights. i have forcefully removed all objects capable of writing no longer can i tolerate their sight...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Thu, 01 May 2008 06:55:00 PST

Where Icicles Form

Dizzy in wait, I see my escape falling short with the close of a window. Envious longing where icicles form, and blame whispers out of my pillow. And out in the street all the vagrant elite pay the va...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 02:29:00 PST

Alka-Shelter

Chalk it up to speed for the copyright recieved, this is midnight in the garden of the atom bomb reciept. The slickest silver sleet, metaphysical retreat, so when Adam touches Eve, he wakes cut off at...
Posted by Jesse Jett (R.I.P Camu Tao) on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 11:13:00 PST