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About Me

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Pieces Of Me:

1) If I was a slice of bread being burnt inside a toaster,
Would you be the slice opposite me?

2) I think if you were to put my heart in a blender,
.... it'd taste just right :)

3) The word Fuck

4) Don't tell me the worlds not big enough for the two of us, save your breath and fuck off

5) A nice swift head butt.

6) My mind's locked away in a treasure chest inside my head, if you have the key we can share the treasure.

Hi,
I'm me, not you, that's pretty much all you really need to know.
Thanks for your time.
Bryce

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My Interests

Art, Fashion Design, alot of music, computers, Magic, random activities, movies,

I'd like to meet:

Myself when I'm One.

Music:

Cat Power, Sigur Ros, Interpol, Secret Garden, Mum, DJ Shadow, Joel Cerdor, Dragon Force, 1 Mile North, A Silver Mt. Zion, Aphex Twin, Boards of Canada, DJ Food, Dream Theatre, Explosions in the sky, George, Godspeed you black emperor, Joanna Newsom, Kim Hiorthoy, M83, Ratatat, Six Parts Seven, The Shins, Tool, Perfect Circle, Sun 0))), Six Organs Of Admittance

Movies:

Crash, Donny Darko, Labyrinth, Eva Series, Fight Club, Kill Bill, Room 2046, Me and You and Everyone we know, alot of anime, All about lily chou chou, Old Boy ...

Television:

Family Guy, American Dad, Futurama, Monkey Magic.

Books:

The emerald tablet

Heroes:

... possibly some day my wife

My Blog

Lack of sleep plays with my mind

We headed to bath room as we stumbled across the floor boards naked in the pitch black dark, trying hard but fear failing not to wake my parents. She wrapped her arms around me from behind and whisper...
Posted by Bryce on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 08:56:00 PST

Sun Glory: Side 01

As the light of day breaks the night sky, a summer breeze whispered through the swaying grass fields.The birds start to sing as the purple sky begins to glow red, through their harmonic singing you ca...
Posted by Bryce on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 09:20:00 PST

drowning

As the rain pounded the earth, creating puddles of tears, you could hear the cry through the howling winds. His feet were being swallowed by the mud of blood and sweat. No one felt a thing amongst thi...
Posted by Bryce on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:07:00 PST