Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain

About Me

lightning crashes, an old mother dies
her intentions fall to the floor
the angel closes her eyes
the confusion that was hers
belongs now, to the baby down the hall

My Interests

Ted Bundy, jeffrey dahmer, Charles Manson, Ed gein, David Berkowitz, murder, violence, guns and knives, getting inked, grunge, metal, rock, driving around at 3am,

I'd like to meet:

a man who likes him some heavy metal.

Music:

Black Label Society, nine inch nails, bush, smashing pumpkins, soundgarden, darkthrone, beck, rammstein, Slayer, dimmu borgir, hemlock, slipknot, white zombie, metallica, Janis Joplin, Jefferson Airplane, Bring me the Horizon, Incubus, Pantera, Pepper, sublime, Fiona Apple, Alanis Morisette, Marcy playground, Violent Femmes,

Movies:

My Blog

[poem]there’s death in poetry

When I bask in your disease, will you drown yourself in shilloutettes? I live to cradle every curl and curve of your hips into the longest stretches of your skin. She kicks the rats off the bed, to r...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 12:32:00 PST

[poem]The elderly

I'll tell you how the crazy starts.You spoke of static and home grown basil,like ivory and gold.You sunk my battleship sir,I'll have you know.when you told me salt tastes like sugar,you put garlic in ...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 03:44:00 PST

outerspace

I've put the world in a hole for nowso that you may hear at the faintest frequencies,fragments of my voice.with perplexing stories we paint enigmason a canvas with infinate surface....
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 03:02:00 PST

poem

Sometimes you may think that you want to know a person,but when they've fed your lips their lives,you want to spit it out like the eggs you make in the morning.Let me start with Silver.Like remnents o...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 02:54:00 PST

What lies beneath.

Alex.Andy.Asah.Ben.Brad.FrankieGuy.James.Jake.Jarrett.Jeff.J osh.Kyle.Lance.Nate,Tim.Trey.
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Fri, 02 Nov 2007 08:12:00 PST

Doll parts.

If i could give myself to you in the form of a celebrity, it would probably appear something quite like this. I don't know whether or not to see that as a compliment to myself or as something negative...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 01:19:00 PST

POETRY/PROSE

SHE WRITES POETRY SO SHE MUST A FAGGOT.[I'll have you know I wrote this some time ago back in....may?]I speak in a cold rush of waves,with a breath of mesmerizing..neon surges.I..know that I love youa...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 09:43:00 PST

Trey; is among all other things..

everything that I do not have the time to describe.and that is precisely so.
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 08:45:00 PST

hmmmmmmph

I have most of what I wantI just don't fit my own ideals.One step below beautiful, but not incredibly far from ugly.It's that simple.I'm never going to be satisfied, because I can't envision myself as...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 05:16:00 PST

That thing of mine called life.

So as we all know it was new year's eve last night,a drunken festival of fornication for many young Americans.Sadly, the only thing I have holding me together is hanging by a fine thread in the middle...
Posted by Pretty Noose Is Pretty Pain on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 03:55:00 PST