[KellymotherfuckingCarnage]

About Me

I've lost who I am.
I'm a shell of the person I used to be. I emptied my heart, guts and soul into an abyss and lost everything that I used to care about or be.
It's time to rebuild myself.
Fill my empty shell of a person with new things and replace the horrific things I've done to myself with new life and hope. I'm sick of being empty.
I WANT SOMETHING TO LIVE FOR
Give it to me.

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AIM-aplasticmassacre

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Whoever can take me somewhere new and teach me something.

Someone who will listen. Someone who will stick around through thick and thin. Someone who doesn't mind that I do what I want, and who will do what they want as well. Someone who let's me breathe, but knows when to get close. Don't stray too far. I need a lover and a fighter. Someone who can hold their own against me in a fight. Someone who will stick up for me and have my back like I would have their's. Someone who can sit at home and watch movies with me one day, and go on an adventure to Hell and back the next. Spontaneous, but predictable. Basically,
I need someone who can keep up and is just as fucked as I am.
Good luck.

My Blog

What's Happening?

Sometimes I wake up happy. Other days I wake up hopeless.My veins hurt, but my body feels great. Some things will never change.This is my constant. Never changing, always keeps up, I always get what ...
Posted by on Sat, 23 May 2009 14:43:00 GMT

oh yes?

Just in case you were wondering....Things are going well.Perfectly, actually.The next couple months are going to be some of the best in my life, I can feel it.
Posted by on Sun, 20 Jul 2008 03:02:00 GMT

A little something about a lot of nothing.

There are some days that everything goes good like it should and I feel like I can forget everything bad that's ever happened to come across my path. then there's days like today where everything that...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 17:09:00 GMT

The Mariner’s Revenge

We are two mariners Our ships’ sole survivors In this belly of a whale Its ribs our ceiling beams Its guts our carpeting I guess we have some time to kill You may not remember me I was a child ...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 16:22:00 GMT

I-70 East and a Bottle of Vodka

Set the difibulator to maximum.We can't have another death on your hands.Oh doctor, were losing him.The she beast has gotten the best of us again and the blood in her eyes suggests that were next.Fill...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 21:47:00 GMT