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Matty D

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About Me

God of the streets,
my niggas feel this
We nod our heads and worship through beats
Go ahead and kneel
It’s the love that makes the cipher complete
And it’d displayed through the way the bass line marries the beat


it's art only after it's erased. I hate the person i've become in so many different ways. I still dream the same old dream at night. wake up covered in my own thoughts. and I praise and praise and follow the footsteps of my own father. falling into my own reckless sense of abandonment. this is not an issue. I do not have pages to turn. I'm an empty can of paint. I am the last cigarette in the crumpled back. I am the last match burning backwards. Feeble fisted but humility handed; presented on a christmas platter on the day of birthday.

does it make it better if I end every letter with an "I miss you?"

so sorry. so selfish. MyGen Profile Generator

My Interests

street racing, dead saints, driving too fast, too much eyeliner, broken hearts and angel wings, tattoo's, that graffiti on the wall, keeping good music underground, random photos, indie, indie rap, beautiful girls, scene kids,throwdown, glowsticks, blue bandanas,

I'd like to meet:



a mad girl who's always down to ride even if it's like 4 in the mornin. a girl who likes the color blue if ya know what I mean. Someone who understands that I will call you at three in the morning. I will call you talking too fast for you to understand. I will blow smoke in your face. I will cook dinner for you. I will. I will. I will. Will I. Will I. I will. mad friends who know who tookie was. (Rest In Power.) even better friends who knew who Sammie is. (REST IN PEACE) kids who're good at art, especially that worthless kind. anyone high-risk.

Music:

Jeffree Star,
hollywood undead,
gym class heroes,
kill hannah,
funeral for a friend,
better than ezra,
the getup kids,
death cab for cutie
falloutboy
taking back sunday
Mae
Rise against
The Bled
thursday
greenday
something corporate
hawthourne heights
my chemical romance
story of the year
the ataris
millencolin,
brighteyes
horrorpops
the bouncing souls
the legion of doom
matchbook romance
the weakerthans
pulley
go underground or go home.
support your scene!

Television:

the snow is falling and it is cold outside. my body gets a chill that it hasn't felt in so long. I close my eyes and embrace the cold, welcome the cold. it makes me feel alive makes me feel redeemed. flowing tears turn into stone, sharpened by suffering. i look to the future and wait to redeem myself one last time.

Books:

The Catcher in the Rye
9 stories
Crank
Smack
Hard Love
Farenheit 451
Animal Farm

there's a whole lot more here.....

Heroes:

I’m stubbing the cigarette out against the tile flooring…
Pulling my coat closer against my cold body
Feeling the wind whip through me like ice in my veins
Divvy up the change . It’s time for change
the heavens are crying today.
You can’t ever stop the rain
Pouring down: repetitive sounds
The same fucking motion
Watching each tear-drop
Jump to it’s death from the skies
Killing itself against my body
…against my body…

My Blog

RIP friend and brother.

        Seems like yesterday we used to rock the show (remember how we'd wait for the minute bell to ring just to run to class... you and me...
Posted by Matty D on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 11:04:00 PST

i'm dumb

dumb boy.... fucking dumb boy
Posted by Matty D on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

bleh

Dear Reader: I am the type of guy who still likes to hold hands and makeout in the rain.... I want to be able to suprise a girl with flowers just for the hell of it... but whatever maybe this girl doe...
Posted by Matty D on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST