Incubus/Corvis (Follow the Wolves)

About Me

I AM A JUGGALO. IM A GOOD PERSON PLAGUED WITH A BIG HEART. IM A WARRIOR AND WILL FIGHT FOR WHAT I BELIEVE IN AND WILL NOT STOP FIGHTING TILL I STOP BREATHING. IM A MARTYR, I WILL DIE FOR MY CAUSE IF I HAVE TOO. IM NOT AFRAID TO DIE, I WILL WELCOME DEATH AND EMBRACE THE LORD WHEN MY TIME COMES. MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY ARE MY EVERYTHING. I HAVE VERY FEW CLOSE FRIENDS THAT KNOW THE REAL ME (IF YOUR ONE OF THEM CONCIDER YOURSELF LUCKY) I AM NOT WHAT YOU SEE, I AM NOT WHAT YOU DONT SEE, I AM ME. AND IF YOU WISH TO KNOW HOW I REALLY AM, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO TRY AND FIND OUT. ----------------------------------------------------------- WHEN ii DIE SHOW NO PITTY,, SEND MY SOUL 2 JUGGALO CITY,, DIG MY GRAVE 6 FEET DEEP,, PUT 2 MATCHEZ AT MY FEET,, PUT 2 HATCHEZ ON MY CHEST,, TELL MY HOMIEZ ii DID MY BESTWE ARE FRE MERZASPHOR!! It's such a pity you have so much at stake, your life to me is just a life to take, you're such a fool to think revenge is no crime, when your intentions are as evil as mine!! Im your not so avrege freak of society. Blood washes easily, fprgivness is beyond me, but the hardest lesson is how to forget.

Travis BarkerMessage From Violent J and written by Violent J, this shit is soo true we need to love this family more! -JUGGALOZ- Sorry to be all deep and serious but i got lots of shit on my mind. I'm tired of everything and everybody. The only thing i give a shit about in this hell we call a world is my Juggalo Family. The Carnival saved my life and my soul. My Juggalo Pride is the best thing that ever happened to me. It's starting to scare me for the fact when I sit back and actually observe the juggalo world, It seems like its going down hill. It seems to me that a lot of ninjas are out for self and trying to prove whos a bigger juggalo that who. There is no big or small juggalo. We are all the same. It doesn't take $4,000 is psychopathic merchandise to be a juggalo. Just because I got an old school mostastless jersey doesn't make me any better than a ninja with only one t-shirt. Being a juggalo is whats in your heart not whats on you clothes. I've seen juggalos callin each other juggahoes over spots in line at shows. That's BULLSHIT! Does anyone else realize this? Does anyone else feel the pain I do when my heart bleeds as I watch my family fall apart? We are all equal. Juggalos shoud not fight with one another! Remember? We are suppose to love each other! We need to be reunited as one once again. Just as we were before. "From the first jokers card, Carnival of Carnage, to the latest card. The Wraith: Shangri-La, we have been united as one by the powers of the Dark Carnival, the power that brings us together and makes us who we are, never again must you care what people think of you or what you do, this is our world and we live for each other!" If you own a copy of Dark Lotus, as soon as you get a chance, I want you to sit down and listen to ..15 enititled, "Juggalo Family." When the song is over, think about what it means and think about how it makes you feel. If yall want to laugh than go ahead but personally, When i sang the song i really didnt listen to the words but when I heard that song for the first time, I was at The Gathering of The Juggalos 2001 and when I listened to the words and took a look around at all the juggalos face, tears slowly came from my eyes and I thought to myself, "this is my family." It felt so good to know that the only thing I care about is right here with me. My juggalo family is the only thing true in my life. Nothing else has ever made me feel good. No person place or thing has ever looked at me as a part of their family. If you own a computer, get on a website such as realjuggalos.com and click on the icon "juggalos" search through the page and take a look at all of them and just think, each of them consider you family, each of these people can be trusted with your life just as they trust you with their life. We shouldn't be fighting, we should be giving each other hugs and saying, " I clown love you ninja!" to any of you that have web sites, i would greatly appreciate it if you could post this on your site. If you happen to have access to a copy machine, please make copies and give this to as many juggalos as possible. I want to make sure every juggalo world wide reads this letter I'm goin to do my damnest to save our juggalo world and reunite it, not only that but make our family bigger. We have over two million dedicated juggalos in the world but we must also be dedicated to each other. My heart, mind, body and soul goes out to each and every one of you. If you dont remember anything from this, at least remember this, "mass murder makes me happy, dead bodies make me happy, say what you will of me, I'll always have juggalo family" -Dark Lotus- We are juggalos, united we stand forever dude that was deep as fuck but you know it still rung true. Just because theres juggalos and juggalettes out there who are uper world. personally i based my whole existance on the fans and my favorite song of all time is juggalo family because it reminds me of the older days when we was all the same...no better or no worse, just because of our finacial status or our educational status or how much weed we smoke or how much we drink or what we do or whether or not we have a hatchet man tatooed on our bodies or a 24 karat hatchet man with tons of diamonds and shit doesn't mean your anymore of a juggalo/lette than else in our family! and thats all that matters...so to everyone out there who thinks they're more of a juggalo than someone else cuz you have more shit...you aint a fuckin juggalo your a bitch! REPOST THIS ON UR SITE IF UR DOWN FOR LIFE!!!!
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My Interests

There are only 4 things in this world that i care absolute and total about, God, Margaret, Alex, and my family. Anime, and watching things blow up ^_^ Back Yard Wrestling POETRY: AUGURIES OF INNOCENTS To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour. A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage. A dove-house filled with doves and pigeons Shudders hell through all its regions. A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state. A horse misused upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear. A skylark wounded in the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing. The game-cock clipped and armed for fight Does the rising sun affright. Every wolf's and lion's howl Raises from hell a human soul. The wild deer wandering here and there Keeps the human soul from care. The lamb misused breeds public strife, And yet forgives the butcher's knife. The bat that flits at close of eve Has left the brain that won't believe. The owl that calls upon the night Speaks the unbeliever's fright. He who shall hurt the little wren Shall never be beloved by men. He who the ox to wrath has moved Shall never be by woman loved. The wanton boy that kills the fly Shall feel the spider's enmity. He who torments the chafer's sprite Weaves a bower in endless night. The caterpillar on the leaf Repeats to thee thy mother's grief. Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgment draweth nigh. He who shall train the horse to war Shall never pass the polar bar. The beggar's dog and widow's cat, Feed them, and thou wilt grow fat. The gnat that sings his summer's song Poison gets from Slander's tongue. The poison of the snake and newt Is the sweat of Envy's foot. The poison of the honey-bee Is the artist's jealousy. The prince's robes and beggar's rags Are toadstools on the miser's bags. A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent. It is right it should be so: Man was made for joy and woe; And when this we rightly know Through the world we safely go. Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine. Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken twine. The babe is more than swaddling bands, Throughout all these human lands; Tools were made and born were hands, Every farmer understands. Every tear from every eye Becomes a babe in eternity; This is caught by females bright And returned to its own delight. The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar Are waves that beat on heaven's shore. The babe that weeps the rod beneath Writes Revenge! in realms of death. The beggar's rags fluttering in air Does to rags the heavens tear. The soldier armed with sword and gun Palsied strikes the summer's sun. The poor man's farthing is worth more Than all the gold on Afric's shore. One mite wrung from the labourer's hands Shall buy and sell the miser's lands, Or if protected from on high Does that whole nation sell and buy. He who mocks the infant's faith Shall be mocked in age and death. He who shall teach the child to doubt The rotting grave shall ne'er get out. He who respects the infant's faith Triumphs over hell and death. The child's toys and the old man's reasons Are the fruits of the two seasons. The questioner who sits so sly Shall never know how to reply. He who replies to words of doubt Doth put the light of knowledge out. The strongest poison ever known Came from Caesar's laurel crown. Nought can deform the human race Like to the armour's iron brace. When gold and gems adorn the plough To peaceful arts shall Envy bow. A riddle or the cricket's cry Is to doubt a fit reply. The emmet's inch and eagle's mile Make lame philosophy to smile. He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please. If the sun and moon should doubt, They'd immediately go out. To be in a passion you good may do, But no good if a passion is in you. The whore and gambler, by the state Licensed, build that nation's fate. The harlot's cry from street to street Shall weave old England's winding sheet. The winner's shout, the loser's curse, Dance before dead England's hearse. Every night and every morn Some to misery are born. Every morn and every night Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night. We are led to believe a lie When we see not through the eye Which was born in a night to perish in a night, When the soul slept in beams of light. God appears, and God is light To those poor souls who dwell in night, But does a human form display To those who dwell in realms of day. -WILLIAM BLAKE

I'd like to meet:

Vampyres sanguinarians

Music:

The Vamire Lestat. psychopthic shit: ICP Twiztid Blaze ABK Esham hardcore, softcore, death metal CIRCLE NINE!!!!!!!, Tripod, Dir en Grey, T.M. Revolution, System of a Down, Slipknot, Atreyu, Rammstein, Disturbed, BLOOD, VNV Nation, Lamia Cross, Still Remains, Mortal Treason, Type-O Negative, I Set My Friend On Fire, Amon Amarth, MSI, Marilyn manson papa roach Dropkick murphys Flogging molly... Nickleback: "Figured You Out" I like your pants around your feet And I like the dirt that's on your knees And I like the way you still say please While you're looking up at me You're like my favourite damn diseaseAnd I love the places that we go And I love the people that you know And I love the way you can't say no Too many long lines in a row I love the powder on your noseAnd now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why) And now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why)I like the freckles on your chest And I like the way you like me best And I like the way you're not impressed While you put me to the test I like the white stains on your dressAnd I love the way you pass the check And I love the good times that you wreck And I love your lack of self-respect While you passed out on the deck I love my hands around your neckAnd now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why) And now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why) (Why not before, you never tried) (Gone for good, and this is it)I like your pants around your feet And I like the dirt that's on your knees And I like the way you still say please While you're looking up at me You're like my favourite damn diseaseAnd I hate the places that we go And I hate the people that you know And I hate the way you can't say no Too many long lines in a row I hate the powder on your noseAnd now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why) And now I know who you are It wasn't that hard, just to figure you out (Now I did, you wonder why) (Why not before, you never tried) (Gone for good, and this is it)

Movies:

SWEENEY TODD..

Dir En Grey- Cage

Dir en Grey. Bitchen!!

Cradle of Filth Her Ghost In the Fog

this guy is insane

Television:

ANIME

Books:

Manga books anything love/horror

Heroes:

God