40z, adreneline rushes, all nighters, b-rated horror movies, bad movies, beats, being a dick, belts, bizarre-ass references, blood, bondage, bondage pants, boots, breaking shit, cemeteries, chaos, chillen, cigarettes, clubs, coloured hair, concerts, controversial junk, conventions, cooking, cuddling, damning the man, david bowie, diners, dirty minds, diy, drinking, driving around, driving too fast, drugs, enertaining people, evil-killing-pen-things-of-dooooom, fantasy, fashion, fetish parties, fire, firefly, forts & tents, funker vogt, gas masks, getting dirty, gleee(eee), gore, guinness, h.i.m, hair dye, heartagrams, heavy metal, homestarrunner.com, hot pink, ice, intoxicants, jack off jill, kinky stuff, kissing, kmfdm, knives, leather, lights, magnetic poetry, midgets (they fucking rule!!), modeling, mohawks, moshing, mountain dew, movies, msi, music, parties, pbr, people watching, photography, piercings, pirates, placebo, plaid, poetry, pool, porn, pouncing on people, pretty things, procrastinating, psycho's, punk, razorblades, road trips, saftey pins, sarcasm, scars, second hand items, self-reflection, shiny things, singing, smoking, songwriting, spaceships, spectacular authors, spiders from mars, spikes, squatters, stand up comedy, stupid games, tattoos, the special hell, the taste of blood, tormenting people, ultra violence, vampires, ville valo, wild spirit whiskey, wishing, writing, yelling at random people, zombies, the fact that my interests are in alphabetical order... theres much much more, but lets just keep it at this.
last of all, SCUM or as some people know him, John. I loves my Scumby forever! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! check out the pics over there -------
I'd like to meet:
::shrugs::ummmm... fucked if i know! hahahaha
Music:
anything and everything.... except polka and shit like that. i've had a recent obsession with electronic music of all kinds.
Television:
my favorite TV show is "Pookies World"
pookies world is when i am with my hedro life mate pookie. Waking up in pookie's world with pookie at your side is like dancing in lightly wooded thicket, to shiny sun rise trance music. With little tree elf pouring your coffee and bringing you muffins. yummy yummy chocolate chip muffins. or a packed bowl. both have been known to happen.
be jealous...
be very jealous!
Heroes:
Dogma
All we want is a headrush
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while
We have nothing to loose because we don't have anything
Anything we want anyway
We used to hate people
Now we just make fun of them
It's more effective that way
We don't live
We just scratch on day to day
With nothing but matchbooks and
Sarcasm in our pockets
And all we are waiting for
Is for something worth waiting for
Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve
Let's stop saying "Don't quote me"
Because if no one quotes you
You probably haven't said a thing worth saying
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
We all just want to die a little bit
We fear that pop-culture
Is the only culture we're ever going to have
We want to stop reading magazines
Stop watching TV
Stop caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the things we hate
We don't run Washington and no one really does
Ask not what you can do for your country
Ask what your country did to you
The only reason you're still alive is because someone has decided to let you live
We owe so much money we're not broke we're broken
We're so poor we can't even pay attention
So what do you want
You want to be famous and rich and happy
But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world
Nothing to say and no way to say it
But you can say it in three languages
You are more than the sum of what you consume
Desire is not an occupation
You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Skyhigh and fucked
Let's stop praying for someone
To save us and start saving ourselves
Let's stop this and start over
Let's go out - Let's keep going
This is your life - This is your fucking life
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
Quit whining you haven't done
Anything wrong because frankly
You haven't done much of anything
Someone's writing down your mistakes
Someone's documenting your downfall
Written and Composed by: Sascha Konietzko, Nicole Blackman, F.M. Einheit, and Gunter Schulz
