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About Me

not much to me... im made up of cells. i abuse alot of things but not people. im paid to fuck not dance. my shoes remain untied. the voices dont tire but i dont listen to em anyway. i live inside. my fist will sweat and you can lick it off. i dont care. i like to be stuck with needles. my i.d. is in my underwear. i dont vote, register, enlist or offer any assistance. im clueless. i envy hermits. i wonder. i enjoy bleeding and this one time i smiled. ..

My Interests

SEX SEX SEX, being bitten, not being awake, profanity, stretching, peeling stickers off of lighters, tapping on windows, blinking, drugs, candle wax, shag carpet, chex mix, bleeding, and SEX SEX SEX

I'd like to meet:

uhmmmm ya.... Carmina Burana

Music:

grateful dead, zappa, dead kennedys, tool, beastie boys, miles davis, coltrane, hendrix, marley, the who, pantera, disturbed, sublime, NOFX, transplants, andrew bird, gorillaz, bright eyes, primus, sondre lerche, spoon, gary jules, pigface, vandals, bouncing souls, slipknot and a.m. radio

Movies:

anything that people recommend. they know better than me.

Television:

anything with violence and i also love commercials.

Books:

anything that is given to me.

Heroes:

my dog tucker- suicidal teens- cheating spouses- inmates- illegal aliens- prostitutes with diseases- men in the closet- anyone mentally unstable

My Blog

absent disorder

i begin to let myself go submit to scheduled thought an exclusive mindset in which i am caught i cant be held responsible for what goes on in here exhausted from each attempt to try and think clear c...
Posted by Sik Fuk on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 11:47:00 PST

hektor at grips

echos now remain evident dripping pride and self-indulgence trapped among a hairless mosiac of charred corpse fences (if flesh could hold sumthing lacking substance) waves of thoughts take q...
Posted by Sik Fuk on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 11:41:00 PST

when i dream

i sat next to ceaser stretched out on the stairs of rome shared with him a cigarette while he boast of his home he spoke quite elegant truly soft upon my ear couldnt help but drift away as his story b...
Posted by Sik Fuk on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:53:00 PST

Anti-Soul Procedure

My emotions could use a castration A slightly oversensitive labatomy to carve out my ego to snip away at my pride to completely transfuse my thoughts into a bed pan of self doubt Ive sanitized ...
Posted by Sik Fuk on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 08:22:00 PST