i am probably the most random person you will ever meet...i have 3 piercings and a ton of tattoos,..i love guitar hero and rock band.....i work a lot on drawing comicbook art in my spare time....im the kind of guy that sticks to your ass like honey....kinda a countryboy and a kid at heart...kinda guy you never forget.....i can be one of the coolest people you will ever meet and i can be the papercut between your fingers....i enjoy random trips to walmart at 2am for no reason...i go mudding every now and then.....i like to go to rivergate...and if you have ever been to rivergate or presidents island youve seen me there a million times...(you can never really know memphis till you see rivergate). if you wanna get to know me..hit me up..furthermore...i am a brutally honest person..i say what i feel...if i dont like something ill tell you...no lies and no broken promises...i wont change for anyone...this is me...its better to be something you love than be remembered for something you hate...im sure you still want to know more about me there are way to many words to explain what i am...i am a freak,sometimes an asshole,sometimes a hopeless romantic...sometimes a workaholic..................................................
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................envoked by a certain intrest in my life has lead me down a road that can only seem to be a broken path to some sort of light..if all falls we only fall back into the darkness for where it was all inveloped and concived..i found love and i have a wonderful woman in my life..my new life..love and the other half of all that i am.......
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GS I LOVE...my truck,my family,my friends,jagermeifter,tattoos,piercings,streetracing,adultswi
m,conversation,cheese and the greatest energy drink in the world...full throttle:blue demon.....and now theTHINGS I HATE.....old ladies with coupons,slow people,people with absoulutly no common sense,people in general...liars,fakes,posers,(emo)kids,rich(bitch)boys,beans
,people who think they are better than everyone......maybe its just easier to say i hate everybody...if you want to hit me up on yahoo messenger i am ............................................................
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..............................the start of something destroyed and beautiful starts when the words never seem to work.....they are unrelentless in their own right.....im weak,vulnrable and dead in my own right.....a lost soul with a broken cause and a scent that lingers of death....my life has been a land of broken bridges and to say the least i dont think ive ever truly tasted love.....twisted and mingled.... torn and scattered are the pages that fill the book that has left so desperatly my heart in this precarious position.....im always seem to walk down the road alone......in those pages tells of a man who has been lain over and broken by the world and a hell that consumes his mind and overbears his soul.....in speaking of the words he wished to say left him silent and unwiltering to change.....ahhhh....the chance to change.....the once weapon that no one else could use in a line of torture that could beat down on me....the change.....the change of the soul...the change of passion...... the change into a conformalistic nightmare in which no man escapes......we once we kings of our own minds but latley we lay into the valley as lambs wait for a slaughter.....maybe deservingly enough we fall into it over the once felt reason...that "change" itself was a "divine" gift of sorts....so we put down our arms and defenses and all fall prey.....im personally tired of change...no ones ever changed for me......no ones fallen after my soul and asked for more in their cup....where have i fallen???....is this some sick cry for help or the same tattered excuse tht i tell myself and that the darkness has brought up a weak spirit in me...???? who may i lay the blame into??? ....i cant fix my soul anymore.......whats wrong?....am i losing touch with the right voice of reason????......a sick cycle and a endless bout of madness......relenlessly tearing me apart....no longer soft spoken and sheltered the power is quaking and getting louder.....a new level of hell has befallen on me......the weight is pulling me under....Letting go was never so hard to live as yesterday passed so quickly......and the emotion was left over after a night of dreams of he memores and flashlight dreamscapes....a bloodlust sorrow that never came so unrelenting.... and never could let go of my heart...a ice cold grip the lonleyness....an unbridled change and a lack of empathy altogether.....sometimes im welcomed in loving arms...and sometimes im ignored like a stray animal....all for the pain and love for the hell of it i guess.......ive left standing out on a vacant plain where i can feel your heart flow to me and see you like a million candles blazing in the wind.....but im still left looking...i cant find my way through the valley....so beatuiful...why cant this love not cost a thing?.....ive fallen and ive failed all that i am.....just tell me something ill remember....even though latley ill remember just to forget....but midnight will be falling soon...and im feeling tired..wired and even a little strung out...but i dont want to be so wide awake....
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