Ian*

I suppose this is the part where I am supposed to talk about my self but what is there to say, my life is a mystery at best, made up of wrong turns, broken hearts, honest mistakes, shattered dreams, empty promises and white lies that all fall together to form a puzzle of the flesh. There is an idea of me, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity something illusory. And though sometimes I’m not quite sure if I think too much and do too little or try to do more then I can without thinking, one thing is for certain that life is an enigma that very few of us will fully comprehend before dying or going insane, and most will find that all that they have believed in had meant nothing at all and they will fade away with no greater or deeper understanding of themselves or the universe and will not find the nirvana that they so coveted in there mind and if were only possible would lament the very life that they lived.
But I digress, now here is your basic myspace information you are looking for
like music, I like movies, I like tattoos, I like piercings,I like vodka and tequila, Im a rockstar, I rule, I dont smell.
Anything else you want to know hit me up.
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Your Life: The Soundtrack
Opening credits: 30 Seconds To Mars - The Mission
Waking up: The Killers - Smile Like You Mean It
Average day: Avenged Sevenfold - Bat Country
First date: NIN - Closer
Falling in love: Beck - heaven Hammer
Love scene: Collide - Tempted
Fight scene: Slipknot - Duality
Breaking up: The Birtrhday Massacre - Over
Getting back together: The Used - Box of Sharp Objects
Secret love: Bella Morte - Rain Within Her Hands
Life's okay: Beck - Hell Yes
Mental breakdown: Adema - Giving In
Driving: Gary Numan - Cars
Learning a lesson: Spineshank - Smothered
Deep thought: The Servant - Cells
Flashback: Orbital - Doctor?
Partying: Coburn - We Interupt This Program
Happy dance: Fall Out Boy - Dance Dance
Regreting: Flaw - Whole
Long night alone: HIM - Solitary Man
Death scene: Moonlight Sonata
Closing credits: The Birthday Massacre - The Dream
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You've been totally Bzoink*d
What would you say? If this blemished face, This blemished face With a crooked nose Had a chance to say Whatever he wanted, From his blemished world Of the unknown?
And would you give a fuck If all that you heard Were nouns and verbs Like shallow heartache?
The sound, of victory, Blowing up your world, world
Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, don't tell me, Don't tell me where I don't belong Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, don't tell me Don't tell me where I don't belong
I heard a sick, sad voice It was honesty I turned to her and said We need to be medicated and you're the prescription For a forced out vision If you're with me, send the critics to hell with the sound of our voices
Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, don't tell me Don't tell me where I don't belong Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, Don't tell me where I don't belong
All you better-thans that fed us shit, will be knocked on the floor So don't you place your bets just yet All you treasure sleepers feed on shit, You'll be knocked on the floor So don't you place...
Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, don't tell me Don't tell me where I don't belong Fake faces everywhere I see Fake people looking back at me Sit down, Don't tell me where I don't belong.
-From First To Last
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