Sweet bros! |
This little rant here is inspired by my few months of interacting with people in public places such as bars, parties, shopping malls, and public places of just such a nature. For those of you who don'...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Sun, 10 Feb 2008 11:18:00 PST |
Did anyone else have D.A.R.E. in like 5th grade? |
Here's another quasi-rant. I took much less time formulating this, so forgive me for my rather poor writing, and my lack of intergrated humor. This is a topic that's hit home for me as of late, so it ...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 02:47:00 PST |
A little dating rant... |
Ladies,
Let me premise this thing by saying that this is all my opinion. You might think I'm a gross loser. In that case, this doesn't mean anything to you. Either way, here's a couple of things that...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 06:25:00 PST |
Realization |
Lately, it's becoming more and more apparent to me that I am far too trusting, and give people far too much credit. The tough part is that I thought that I was overly critical of people, and I was rea...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 01:28:00 PST |
wow |
I recently was contacted by a fan. He told me that he was really down at some point and actually was cutting himself on his wrists, and that listening to some of the VFH songs pulled him through this ...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Sun, 15 Oct 2006 08:56:00 PST |
Sincerely, lyrics |
Sincerely,
I can't take another look at all these photographs of broken pasts.I found the way to put them out of sight.I can't take another memory of the broken bones and shattered glass.Tonight, toni...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Fri, 28 Oct 2005 07:51:00 PST |
Not So Deadly Lyrics |
Not So Deadly
Like bullets used in movie scenes,the dullest razor blades,or overdose placebo pills,100 down and nothing still.Exactly how I taste.And I could never be your promise.Cause I could never ...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Wed, 12 Oct 2005 11:10:00 PST |
Concrete Complexion Lyrics |
Concrete Complexion
Nothings changed.Youll ask me yet again.The soft electric glow of passing time.The minutes waste.I toughen up and thinkof times when you were mine.Theres too much stone around y...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Wed, 12 Oct 2005 11:06:00 PST |
a little jot down |
Bury me with a gravestone cracked in half, with roses painted blue and black just like the bruises on my body. You broke it all and left me in the back. The least that you could do was come and say yo...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
writing like a fiend right now. |
you'll rue the day you cross me, just in case you ever do. just as sure as i can say that the sky above is blue. i remember when that gin told me that i found the perfect liar. but i'll throw you back...
Posted by Brent Bonesaw™ on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
