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HELLA! (what kind of word is that?)

let the chips fall where they may

About Me


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/// I am Jacks smirking revenge. /// I am Jacks cold sweat. /// I am Jacks raging bile duct. /// I am Jacks complete lack of surprise. /// I am Jacks wasted life. /// I am Jacks inflamed sense of rejection. /// I am Jacks broken heart. /// I am Jacks smirking revenge. /// I am Jacks cold sweat. /// I am Jacks raging bile duct. /// I am Jacks complete lack of surprise. /// I am Jacks wasted life. /// I am Jacks inflamed sense of rejection. /// I am Jacks broken heart. /// I am... /// I am... ///
Favorite Sound: Audio Feedback
How I Would Describe How Hardcore Music Sounds:
Like a washing machine that has a broken gear and the owner is standing over it and hitting it every so often and screaming at it while the landlord is banging on his door asking for the money for the month but the guy cannot hear him over the washing machine… then a rat scurries across the floor.
The Best Feelings In The World:
1. Coming out of a mosh pit covered in sweat and burses while your ears are ringing. (You know it’s a good concert then.)
2. Doing whatever you want in a shopping center with your friends, making the biggest fool of yourself, causing people to stop what they are doing and stair at you with the strangest look on their face. Then laughing at the people with the strange look on their face because they look funny.
3. Moshing (but I can’t two-step worth a crap... it sucks.)
4. Buying a new CD (getting a new CD is always great, especially if it is a new band that is good.)
5. Standing up for yourself or your friends, because when you do you get this great adrenalin rush and feel like you accomplished something.
6. When you listen to hardcore music and you don’t understand what it says, so you make up your own words to the song, then you look up the lyrics for the song and it says something different, so then you can use the words you made up for a poem.
7. I’ll think of more later.
Advice: If you want to get to know me better read my poems. Caution: Some Poems Are Emo And May Be Unsuitable For Happy People. (hahaha)
Quotes I Love:
If there in her eyes, you see, the truest form of your heartbeat believe in that moment of time, just for that moment you have experienced eternity. -Heather (My Sister) God! Why does everyone have to drink alcohol? -Mat (With One "T"). Someone once asked me if I drink the Blue Monsters once… and then I laughed in their face. -Me. This time I’ll take every word with a grain of salt and stare you down. One day you’ll learn what a promise really is and the meaning of pride. Go ahead and X up. Sellout. Straight edge for a while, a crooked x for that crooked smile. A new trend. A new start. The X on your hand will never be there in yoru heart. I AM STRAIGHT EDGE! -Casey Jones. This is a .44 caliber love letter straight from my heart. -Alexisonfire. Poor little tin man, still swinging his axe, even though his joints are clogged with rust. My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away. Safe in monotony, (so safe), day after day. (Count your blessings.) My youth is slipping, my youth is slipping away. Cold wind blows off the lake, and I know for sure that it's too late. (Count your blessings on one hand.) So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight. There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life. Can't help but feel betrayed, punch the clock every single day there's no loyalty and no remorse. Youth sold for a pension cheque. -Alexisonfire. In this vast network of sharks and minnows, where the minnows outnumber the sharks a million to one, why is it that we have yet to converge? To take on the upperhand? Why have we been so scared? Well not today. Not anymore. This is us growing up. still young, but no longer impressionable. We have come to pillage. We have come to burn. We have come to incite the riot. We have come to take it over! -Set Your Goals. In my head everything was perfect. And every note resounds in harmony. All I seem to offer up are discords. And every note I sing sounds out of key. And every time I play with passion I start breaking strings. And my voice cracks when I sing from my heart. Guess that's the price I've got to pay to know that I'm alive. This melody is tearing me apart. - Thrice. If It Starts to Feel, Then we'll just shut it off again. We won't convince the Jury, we're guilty till we die. - The Bled We left our corpes on the beach, untouched and slightly out of reach. We paint the wall's with our dream's. - The Bled I'll never look at you again, if it's only a mirror, we're guilty till we die. I'll never look at you again, we're guilty till we die. I'll never look at you, till we die. -The Bled. How sad, this is what your life has been reduced to. A single room apartment containing no more than a mattress. How sad when all the strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over. And the television screen is streaked with blood and smeared from your knuckles as if you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its strength… or maybe you just weren’t trying hard enough. Startled by a knock at the door you arise for the first time in two days to answer. Which you can only greet the visitor with one short statement: “Hello, my first name is distance and I really don’t care if I ever wake up again.” – From Autumn To Ashes. I am a microphone, the world is my stage, and we are waching; waiting. - The Chariot. They can kill us one by one, but they can't kill us all. -Underoath. Maybe love will find us again for there is always tomorrow. -Underoath. Today I stand, to wach you fall, but I choose to say I’ve had enough. Not even you can stop me now. My heart moves on, can’t stop me now. The battle is over my heart moves on. - Haste The Day. I never should have let you go. I never should have let you slip through my arms. As the sun sets tonight, I hold you with all that I have. I never should have let you go promise me you’ll stay with me forever, For-ever. - Haste The Day. We May Fall, We May Die With Time, That Day Is Not Today. - The Showdown. Today didn’t have to be this way, tomorrow is another day, another chance to make things right, a chance to make sense of last night. – MxPx.More About Me:
This is me, my life, and what I think… I will start this thing out by being completely honest with you; I don’t understand myself at all. I see a falling world around me, a world that is cut with darkness and changing constantly. I can’t find any solid ground to stand on. I find myself falling with this world and the people on it. I grasp my own heart and give it to God and hope you all do the same. I won’t try to force you to believe in anything you don’t want to but I will show you out of kindness and joy how great He can make this life. Get Your Own Voice Player ManageBands You Should Check Out
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Music:

I’ll like at least one band from any genre that falls under the rock (including blues and jazz) category. Some people like to call me close minded but I think that the rock category has a lot to offer and is a big genre (the genre includes hardcore, punk, emo, metal, alternative and so on.) I also posted some lyrics that I really like from some bands under my “About Me” section.

Movies:

Any good horror movie that can scare you without having to “try and scare you” by using explicit gore. Only the best cast of people in the film industry can pull some thing like that off.

Heroes:

Your Time Is Up
We’ve been counting down your days
Going over every false thing you say
We wish it could be different
We wished you stayed the same
Tearing down our idols
Living life our own way
Taking the chance to say
All my heroes are dead
All my heroes are dead
Were we too blind to see
You were only human like me
But we can’t help but feel
Empty words they're all you gave
Struggling to take back our days
They build you up to watch you fall
Can’t you see they can’t be what you want
You build them up to watch them fall
Where did we lose control?
We thought it'd last forever
We're gonna come and count away your days
Our heroes are not what they used to be
(Our Idols Fall)
Our heroes are not what they used to be
(Our Idols Fall Away)

"False Idols Fall"
Comeback Kid

My Blog

The Simplest Chord And Its Complexities

The Simplest Chord And Its ComplexitiesAddressing the situation would be tough.I thought about your reactions,All of them.The ones that would be marked down in history booksJust like my decisionsMy de...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 06:46:00 PST

&And I listened

&And I listenedFlat on my back[And]Flat on my back[And]Shooting hopes off the tips of my fingersTo God's beautiful creationsAnd I stoppedAnd I stopped for my heartAnd I stoppedAnd I stopped my heart f...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 02:23:00 PST

&For More Than 3 Years Now

&For More Than 3 Years NowLets erase these jagged linesThat connectsOur past connectionsLet's forget anything you ever didAnd let's forget anything I've ever doneLet's let the stars beThe onlyWitness ...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 01:29:00 PST

Have You Been Typing Random Letters...

Have You Been Typing Random Letters To Resemble Words That Sound Off Of Your Tongue Because You Kissed An Abstracted Person? [I Know You're Better Than That.]In paintings he is often depicted as a&In...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 01:10:00 PST

Conversations And Secret Meetings...

Conversations And Secret Meetings That Never Happened In My MindWriters Note: Side A, Side B, Track 2 and Track 1 are all different short poems that form a bigger disaster.-Side A-I'm not that despera...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 12:56:00 PST

She Asked Me How I Felt About Her...(Part II)

She Asked Me How I Felt About Her And I Didn't Answer Her, Instead I pressed my Back Against Her Second Story Window And Prayed That It Would Slip Open.Beautiful and not my type.This is getting out of...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 08:20:00 PST

She Asked Me How I Felt About Her...

She Asked Me How I Felt About Her And I Didn't Answer Her, Not Because I Didn't Know, But Because I Didn't Want Her To Know.But it's harder than it sounds,Digging graves.Goodbye,Because it was you....
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 11:03:00 PST

Yes [Comma] Today Was A Good Day

Yes [Comma] Today Was A Good DayThinking about how you ruined my night by making it so perfect.And I'm&Wishing we were together now, when in fact we are not.You're just right enough not to date.But I ...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:09:00 PST

A Blunt Comment To Say...

A Blunt Comment To Say To People That Pass By With Brief Cases And Collared Shirts Full Of Short Lives. (But You Just Have To Realize Some Things, Even If They Mean Everything To You, Are Better Left...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 12:23:00 PST

The Paranoia/ The Catastrophe (Caused By Girls)

The Paranoia/ The Catastrophe (Caused By Girls)Wanted to turn aroundBut found myself to nervousGot a bad feelingThat pets areTapping intoPhone linesAnd conversationsWe had,Right before IFeel asleep.Go...
Posted by HELLA! (what kind of word is that?) on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 09:20:00 PST