CHECK OUT MY ENTIRE PROFILE, ALL THE VIDS, PICS AND WORDS ARE HERE FOR A FUCKING REASON. SO FUCKERS KNOW SOMETHING ABOUT ME. INSTEAD OF COMING TO CONCLUSIONS AND EATTING SHIT, WHEN THEY BLOW UP IN YOUR FACE.
and no, i'm not some stupid asshole from new york that reps the yanks and doesn't know shit about the team. fuck those who wear yankee hats for fashion instead of the real reason, supporting your team. these scumbags need to die and now.
cryptopsy is one of my favorite bands on this planet. i love disalvo era cryptopsy especially. so here's the best band in the world.
need i say anymore. pimp mother fucker.
yes, i get high, start something, mr. voorhes hack your face in two, got me? lol.
well..... anyway, my name is will and i'm from east islip. i used to live in islip terrace for 5 years. born in ei, moved to the terrace and moved back. i got alot of nicknames... wulley, willay, whilly, meista, meisty, white kid, whitey, smokey the bear, punk, asshole. lol. i also play guitar, i listen to death metal. the greatest style of music on this planet. i listen to everything not just dm though. from the doors to hed pe to ill bill to disgorge and to jay-z. i love music, can't live without it. i play guitar, i've been playing for almost 7 years. i'm not currently in a band but things could change. i used to play guitar in the band THE MISERY OF EDEN before we disbanded. i am sort of a satanist i guess. i live life without fear of sin or my actions on this earth affecting my after-life. i do what i want, when i want because i can. not saying i'm going to kill someone or do insane amounts of hardcore drugs but i live my life, to the fullest of my abilities. because i know one day, i won't be able to. i have a sort of morbid sense of humor as well as a general broad one. i'm not offended by much and i think most things about life are funny. i don't take miniscule events seriously but i know when to get down to business. i was always the kid to finish his classwork first and goof off when i was done and get kids in trouble. i also am a big advice giver. i always try to lead friends in the right path. since i've experienced alot, i have alot of insight to bring to the table to help someone make a better, wiser choice. if you're true and you are a true friend, i'd break my back for you. so if youre a crazy son of a bitch or just someone that wants to talk about nice things like sodomy and weed OR are a fine girl looking to get down with a guy you can be friends with and at the same time get the dicking of a lifetime on a daily basis.... hit me up on aol instant messenger at mggtflldcffn420 or right here on myspace. i'm always looking for new friends... just no scumbags. you stay classy san diego.
just because i'm into metal and i smoke weed doesn't mean im a lazy good for nothing stoner. don't be so fucking neive. i think everyone should be given a chance because we are all equal. most people show their true colors and stop pretending to be someone their not, not even close to being like in reality. i'm a very intelligent person, had a 3.0 gpa in high school so don't talk shit or come to a conclusion when you know dick about dick. there's so much more to me than that.
also....... if you're a piece of shit don't expect me to like you or give you any respect what-so-ever. i've dealt with too many shitheads in my day and i'm sick and tired of it. i can't seem to keep long-term friendships because of my so-called friends forgetting how to be someone's friend. you took advantage of me and my kindness for your own personal gains and for that, you disgust me. to all my former "best friends" that turned their backs on me i hope you all fucking die. you're shit, you're nothing and you'll die that way.
fuck you slipknot haters.
'February' by The Berzerker
It is febuary 1998,
with too many mindless bodies,
walking the face of the planet,
and too many mindfull bodies,
without enough motivation,
to do anything constructive with their lives,
i despise these people,
in a way i can not verbally express,
my hatred for humanity
has reached an all time high,
i believe i am a higher power
and a greater being,
than our all too common society,
Lately i have asked myself
should i concede defeat
and conform to our commercialist society,
surely it would make my life
on this world easier to bear,
but when i get near my lowest moments,
i remember...
Why, i hate the world,
and everything, that is inside,
i remember why, that i despise
everything that is not i.
'Shedding Skin' by PANTERA
I don't want you to look at me while I'm shedding
Skin. I can't afford for you to see what's inside me.
I'd rather shoot myself than have you watch me. I
Feel you'd steal my skin to try and wear me.
I was betrayed, one more day of my short life. You were
Carried away. You had no shame. To suffocate my being.
I was me, but you weren't you. You were sticking to me like
a scab...so I peeled you away, and bled for days. Then
Stepped out of myself.
I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in.
Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside.
I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem.
I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin.
I don't think you belong in here, I feel I'm sick. Don't ask because
You know damn well where I've been. I've kept a simple
Woman through the thick and thin. But I've found the guts
to sever from my Siamese twin.
I throw you away. Everyday. A dead part of life. Strangling
back. Seething black. In between my longing for torture.
Blood on my face that came from your face. The mix
Of kissing and bleeding. I put you away. I shut you away.
I pissed you away. I threw you away.
I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in.
Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside.
I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem.
I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin.
You're fucking, and sucking. You're friendless. It's endless.
Your flower has soured. It's endless. You're friendless.
It's harder. And stronger. But no one's been inside you longer.
Or harder. Or deeper. To get you off, you need the fear.
It's never love. Bloody touch. Broken wrist. Needle rust.
Choking throat. Swallowed teeth. Head fuck. No peace.
I'm shedding my skin to peel you off of me.
You've got to love me.
Ornament. Shrunken head. Playtoy. Snake strike. Poisonous.
Syphillis. Drenched me. Soaked me.
I'm shedding my skin to drain you out of me.
You've got to hate me.
'Killing On Adrenaline' by DYING FETUS
Dont fuck with me
The face I'm beating with my fist is pulverized,
And turned to shit so all that's left when he is gone
Is skin and blood and pulp and bone
This fucker thought that he could try and fuck with me,
No reason why, so now he got what he deserved
A coffin with his grave reserved
Where has all the common sense gone?
Can't these fuckers leave the shit alone?
Always trying to start some stupid shit
The obituary page is full of it
No death's on my conscience they challenged and they lost
No final resistance, fuck it its not my loss
Gonna fuck it up fuckin bring it down
The mother fuckers dead
Don't ask me why they had to die
I try to live my fucking life
They are the ones that fucked with me
They paid the price with agony
As the force from anger erupts out from deep inside of me
Not a fucking chance to live just you bleeding
Cause of death can not be found corpses layed out on the floor
Hyper-violent chaos rush all-out fucking total war
Your dead, adrenaline rush, unleashed
Pain feed, you fucking bleed
I kill once so then I kill twice, revenge,
Your death, the final ending, released
I will bring you fucking down
Beating on the face of broken trust
All I want is a chance to fuck your life up
You had to turn your back on everything we did
And I won't stop until your dead now I take it back to 93
When the shit went down between you and me
Just like a bitch you had to run away
But revenge finally has paid
Now I bring you back for all to see
In case another fucker wants to take a shot at me
And kill the mother fuckers before they try to run
No remorse when I am done
