they found... |
... my truck... it's in unicoi county tennessee... perfect condition... all my stuff is in it (supposedly)... i'm going to get it tomorrow... hell yeah
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 02:49:00 PST |
some motherfucker... |
...stole my damn truck right out from under my nose!!! ain't that some shit??? i just bought that damn thing in october, and now i can't even drive my ass to work... fuck
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 07:26:00 PST |
do you... |
... ever feel totally alone??? i'm not trying to be "emo" or anything... but i feel alone... i don't feel like i have real friends... i have to make the effort to get in touch with everybody, be...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 11:59:00 PST |
just for the record... |
... I FUCKING HATE BULLSHIT!!! and i'm not particularly fond of bullshit-ters... so if you fall into this category... go fuck yourself
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 08:53:00 PST |
i haven't done this in a while... |
... that's basically the gist of this blog... to let everyone know that i haven't posted a blog in a LONG time... i don't give a fuck about blogs... they're way overrated... i'm having an 80's dance p...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 10:47:00 PST |
f the subject line |
my name is brantly but people call me shmantly b fi fo fantly ...brantly we're listenin to eisley its good for a cry, see? i wasn't prepared for this...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Sun, 07 May 2006 10:32:00 PST |
i wrote the book on singin the blues |
you're probably sleeping but i'm not that lucky i know you don't need me but i'm just that lonely not for any girl's touch not just any girl's k...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Mon, 10 Apr 2006 07:21:00 PST |
...a solemn march to the executioner's drum... |
i've hit the point where grieving is like breathing: natural and constant and, anymore, you're nothing... nothing to me you're no more than another face a vague familiarity a bittersweet voice in my c...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 09:52:00 PST |
on love, hate, and shattered ruins |
rip out my heart and spit in my face what am i to you, you savage whore what does it mean that thinking of you hurts every facet of my being my face on the ground and my body broken i'm down for the ...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Wed, 07 Sep 2005 08:13:00 PST |
no tears only anger... |
what happens when a friendship fails
it's tattered ruins what remains
leaving nothing for the showing
but bloody scars and sour stains
am i the one who needs to feel
the sting because you have a bite
...
Posted by brantly tyson pities the fool... on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
