im stranded with nothing but the people i love who are my friends...a chainsaw, a metal stake, and a huge wave of hate...
and im running out of gas.
we stick as a tribe to crush the evil zombie empire.
slowly it emerges from the depths of societies mind...
and day by day people turn. fewer and fewer people have sensible logic, tis' a struggle for sanity. and were winning.
xxx
some real fucking people, like maybe a cool girl i can be with for roughly......forever? people whos life doesnt evolve around weed...*AIM* BikeOrDie009
emmure
catherine
all shall perish
the acacia strain
blood for blood
CASEY JONES
stick to your guns...ish
shere khan
scars of tomarro
michelle branch
too pure to die.
tdwp
hatebreed
born of osiris
black my heart
august burns red
mortal treason
dead hearts
beneath the sky
sky eats airplane
the devil wears prada
XAFBX
CDC
haste the day
salt the wound
oldschool underoath
a global threat
clit 45
the unseen
bad brains
virus
minor threat
krum bums
operation ivy
criminal offense
blind hysteria
fucc
our times
city creeps
daggermouth
set your goals
old anti-flag
a day to remmber
nofx
misfits
dead boys
dead kennedeys
tiger army
sublime
choking victim
leftover crack
biking videos, stupid storyline porn
TAAAAAHBS!
the ones that make sense, like where the red fern grows, and plague year, outsiders, that was then and this is now.
my mother