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brent > you

life is but a dream

About Me

i hate the fucking world but love those i hate it with
which is completely different from my life because i love my life now more than ever... a few bumps in the road aside, but there is beer for that
i am going to make it through this year if it kills me
i live in stuy town, nyc but from long island. im going to grad school to become a writer but im not sure if i like it anymore... even though the government pays for all my shit i would much rather just be a rich jet-setting socialite, though i dont really have the personality for it, people are more or less born into that position.
so now i just drink and read all day, till i drink to much to read, then i go out and get drunk... im not that complex
aim- adeadjuliet
Man and monsters both make mistakes. But for every man who cries and begs for time enough to grieve. You'll find a million monsters like me. Who'll lick our wounds and laugh when we leave

My Interests

reading writing parties pinchharmonics atomics MGD 27s beautifulgirls subtitles loudvoices texts coffee theboys sunglasses westernstylebuttondowns zombiesamurairobots monstertrucks

I'd like to meet:


Music:

i would probably be dead if it wasnts for:
less than jake
boys night out
i would not enjoy life as much without:
rage against the machine
misery signals
the get up kids
a tribe called quest
godspeed you black emperor
the acacia strain
between the buried and me
minus the bear
jurassic 5
and so many others....

Movies:

cool hand luke breakfast on pluto casablanca suicide club eternal sunshine the science of sleep party monster i heart huckabees the motorcycle diaries everything is illuminated way of the gun the last time i committed suicide

Television:

nope

Books:

currently: Beckett- stories and texts for nothing
i want to write the book that will change your life

Heroes:


My Blog

counting my losses

does anyone else feel it? its creeping up my spine, coddling my neck, whispering in my ear. "the end of the world is coming," it says. ive have never believed the apparitions that have appeared before...
Posted by brent > you on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 11:42:00 PST

oui

c'est
Posted by brent > you on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 08:19:00 PST

Creative Non-Fiction: No Bottoms

No Bottom                    In the town of Blakeslee, where people seem to have more rifles than teeth, Mike, my father, only had ...
Posted by brent > you on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 09:00:00 PST

Poem: Your Feet

Your Feet     You look down from your bed and see the feet of a child that is not forgotten or remembered. Somehow, growing up doesn't seem like growing up at all, just moments, realizat...
Posted by brent > you on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:52:00 PST

Poem: What Little Boys Pretend

What Little Boys Pretend     The boy that lives next door to me pretends to shoot his sister with a stick. The boy's mother comes rushing out of the house, hands still wet from doing whateve...
Posted by brent > you on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:54:00 PST

Poem: Casting the Same Weeds

Casting the Same Weeds     The struggle of I, for which I will be judged by the dying by the standards of the dead, balance the duties of a man and knowledge of a boy. To this, read the old...
Posted by brent > you on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:51:00 PST

Poem: Lake Effect Life

Lake-Effect Life   There is ten feet of snow that covers this lawn and this house and this place. Contemporary rituals proscribe to only bury loved ones six feet. Perhaps, those that are more ...
Posted by brent > you on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:50:00 PST

bottoms up to better days... long island

it is weird to think that the last two years of my life have been spend in upstate new york. i have seen/done: eleven feet of snow cover the earth, some of the most beautiful sunsets i have ever ...
Posted by brent > you on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 11:14:00 PST

10 reasons not to have sex with brent by Jeremy James

The following is what Jeremy has to say about my previous post about sex and ten reason to have sex, this edition is ten reasons not to have sex with Brent (me) specifially. i laughed my ass off i h...
Posted by brent > you on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST