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10ia

YOU FUCKED UP!

About Me

My name is Johnny.
I am selfish. I am inconsiderate. I am a murderer. I am indifferent. I am disrespectful. I am abusive. I am a liar. I am a mess.

My Interests

Vitamin water, booty shorts, Ojo Malo, iPhone, G-dub.

I'd like to meet:

John Feldmann→Fat Mike→Mike Ness→Travis Barker→Wyclef Jean→Afrika Bambaataa→Johnny Cash→Frank Sinatra→ G-DUB

Nikki Spixx

Jaysh Pickle

Torb

Nick

Brendizzle

H-bomb

Dusty Cursed

N-808

Styles

City Sleeps

Sanch

Music:

Umm im like way into this band called Josephine Collective ever since their new, very non sucky album "Living" came out. i also like City Sleeps (of course), Nofx, Oh and The Matches! cant wait for that new shit to come out.

Movies:

Pulp Fiction, Saw 1, 2, 3 and 4. Requiem For A Dream, American History X, Running Scared, DOOM, Silent Hill, ANCHOR MAN!, 40 Year Old Virgin, SMILEY FACE, Talledega Nights, American Beauty, Blades Of Glory, Borat, etc.

Television:

The Office, Family Guy, South Park, The Simpsons,

Books:

eh

Heroes:

When they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection, Just a few moments to live, no remorse for what I did, Was for the betterment of man, I gave the utmost sacrifice, Before more damage could be done I took his life. There was a split second of silence when the dart punctured the skin, Beady eyes rolled back in head, the body dropped from the poison, They could incapacitate me, but could not erase my sneer, I heard a thousand people screaming, while three billion others cheered, He was gone, and I would soon be... Executed by the state, all appeals would be in vain, I was not criminally insane, in fact I was found to be, An otherwise caring and respectable member of society, A minor threat except for that one man I killed. As the sedatives take effect, I just smile and close my eyes, There's a priest kneeling next to me, he asks me if I realize, I was going straight to hell, and he thought that I should know, That the man I killed's replacement planned this whole scenario, And what I did had no significance at all. Your only daughter's turning tricks cause she's jonesin' for a fix. She just blew your mechanic, that's when you will lose your wife's Overdose was a success, humiliation was too great. Now with your estate foreclosed, you will surely lose your head. Was in a bad place when you punched your supervisor in the throat? An inadvertent fatal blow, were the words your lawyer used. On the unsympathetic judge, who was having a bad day. So he threw your life away, is faith still comforting you? I know the answer, still I ask, where is your god now? You thought it was the Christian thing to do, breaking up that fight at school 'Til the gun came into play, and the sight was set on you. Running was ironic cause it was the last time you would. You wish the kids you tried to help wouldn't laugh when he saw you Are the invisible man, no one looks you in the eye. You've become an anecdote, the wrong place at the wrong time. The worst case scenario, the proverbial "that guy" You never did question your faith; you flushed it with your first piss bag. That's why I have to ask, where is your god now? Where Are All The Stupid People From? And How'd They Get To Be So Dumb? Bred On Purple Mountain Range, Feed Amber Waves Of Grains To Lesser Human Beings, Zero Feelings. Blame It On Human Nature, Mans Destiny. Blame It On The Greediocracy, Fear Of God, The Fear Of Change, The Fear Of Truth. Add The Bill Of Rights, Subtract The Wrongs. There's No Answers, Memorize And Sing Star Spangled Songs. Is Anybody Learning From The Past When The Questions Aren't Ever Asked? We're Living In United Stagnation. "Father What Have I Done? I Took That 22, A Gift To Me From You, To Bed With Me Each Night. Kept It Clean. Polished It Well. Cherished Every Cartridge, Every Shell. Down, By The Creek, Under Brush, Under Dirt, There's A Carcass Of My Second Kill. Down, By The Park, Under Stone, Under Pine There's A Carcass Of My Brother William. Brother Where Have You Gone To? I Swear, I Never Thought I Could." I've Seen It So Many Times. They Told Me To Shoot Straight Don't Pull The Trigger, Squeeze. That Will Insure A Kill. A Kill Is What You Want. To Kill Is Why We Breed. The Christians Love Their Guns, The Church And NRA Pray For Their Salvations. Prey On The Lower Faiths The Story Book's Been Read. And Every Line Believed Curriculum's Been Set. Logic Is A Threat. Reason Searched And Seized Jerry Spent Some Time In Michigan. A Twenty Year Vacation, After All He Had A Dime. A Dime Is Worth A Lot More In Detroit A Dime In California, A Twenty Dollar Fine Jerry Only Stayed A Couple Months. It's Hard To Enjoy Yourself While Bleeding Out The Ass. Asphyxiation Is Simple And Fast. It Beats Seventeen Fun Years Of Being Someones Bitch. Don't Think. Stay Home. Drink Your Wine. Watch The Fire Burn. Be Safe. His Problems Not Mine. Just Be That Model Citizen. I Wish I Had A Schilling For Every Senseless Killing I'd Buy A Government. America's For Sale And You Can Get A Good Deal On It And Make A Healthy Profit. Or Maybe, Tear It Apart. Start With Assumption That A Million People Are Smart. Smarter Than One. Serotonin's Gone. She Gave Up, Drifted Away Sara Fled, Thought Process Gone. She Left Her Answering Machine On. The Greeting Left Spoken Sincere. Messages No One Will Ever Hear. Ten Thousand Messages A Day. A Million More Transmissions Lay Victims Of The Laissez Faire. Ten Thousand Voices, A Hundred Guns. A Hundred Decibels Turns To One. One Bullet, One Empty Head. Now With Serotonin Gone... The Man Who Used To Speak Performs A Cute Routine Feel A Little Patronized. Don't Feel Bad. They Found A Way Inside Your Head. And You Feel A Bit Misled It's Not That They Don't Care. The Television's Put A Thought Inside Your Head. Like A Barry Manilow Jingle. I'd Like, To Teach The World To Sing In Perfect Harmony. A Symphonic Blank Stare, It Doesn't Make You Care. Not Designed To Make You Care They're Betting You Won't Care. Place A Wager On Your Greed A Wager On Your Pride. Why Try To Beat Them When A Million Others Tried? We Are The Whore. Intellectually Spayed We Are The Queer. Dysfunctionally Raised. Ammunition In The Glass War. We Are Worker. We Love Our Queen. We Sacrifice. We're Soilent Green. One More Pill To Kill The Pain. Living Through Conformity. One More Prayer To Keep Me Safe. One More Prayer To Keep Us Warm. One More Prayer To Keep Us Safe. There's Gonna Be A Better Place. Lost The Battle, Lost The War. Lost The Things Worth Living For Lost The Will To Win The Fight. One More Pill To Kill The Pain Na Na Na Na Na. The Going Get Tough, The Tough Get Debt. Don't Pay Attention, Pay The Rent. Next Of Kins Pay For Your Sins A Little Faith Should Keep Us Safe. Save Us. The Human Existence Is Failing. Resistance, Essential. The Future, Written Off The Odds Are Astronomically Against Us. Only Moron And Genius Would Fight A Losing Battle Against The Super Ego When Giving In Is So Damn Comforting. And So We Go On With Our Lives. We Know The Truth, But Prefer Lies. Lies Are Simple, Simple Is Bliss. Why Go Against Tradition When We Can Admit Defeat? Live In Decline? Be The Victim Of Our Own Design? The Status Quo Built On Suspect. Why Would Anyone Stick Out Their Neck? Fellow Members Of Club "We've Got Ours" I'd Like To Introduce You To Our Host. He's Got His, And I've Got Mine Meet The Decline.

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I’m opening my recording studio back up. *Now booking*

Bright White Recording studios is now open once again and currently booking applicants for this February and March. Click here to hear a few reference tracks. All inquiries will be screened by me...
Posted by 10ia on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 03:39:00 PST