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Matthew 5*Five*5

CRASH & BURN!!!

About Me

The "stranger" was sensed as greatest menace in ancient communities..
Your Personality Is Like Cocaine
You're dynamic, brilliant, and alluring to those who don't know you.
Hyper and full of energy, you're usually the last one to leave a party.
Sometimes your sharp mind gets the better of you... you're a bit paranoid!
At your best: You're confident, euphoric, and feel like you're on top of the world.
What people like about being around you: You're intense and overpowering.
What people dislike about being around you: You can be arrogant... and a bit of a jerk.
How addicted people get to you: Incredibly addictive. And hanging around with you isn't cheap! What Drug Is Your Personality Like?I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)

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Fight Club - Chemical Burn Scene
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=parfr_d5wdY

My Interests

Writing lyrics, writing short stories, playing keyboard, sculpting, painting, philosophizing, reading, concerts, clubs, being a handsome paradox, and other "things". Whatever, I love killing this existence in order to live this life.

I'd like to meet:

Show me the dead stars, agents of chaos and numb models.

Music:

Rock, IDM, Industrial, Classical, Drum & Bass, and Aggro Tech. I fucking hate labels, yet sometimes they're useful.

Movies:

Anything that might generate enthusiasm, scare the shit out of me, or take me out of reality for a couple of hours. I like movies.

Television:

Dr.Who and Torchwood.

Books:

JOHN: revelations (hallucinogenic destructive fiction is delicious, especially when it involves la fin du monde. He was tripping on angel trumpets). Bertrand Russell, Clark Ashton Smith, Dan Brown, H.P. Lovecraft, Noam Chomsky, Anton Lavey, Anne Rice (B4 the halo daze), Jack Kerouac, Frederick Nietzsche, Joseph Campbell, Hunter S. Thompson, Oscar Wilde, Mark Twain, POE, Arthur Rimbaud, etc... There's just too many to list!

Heroes:

My Mom is my only hero!

My Blog

Terminal Blues

Black & white photographs and laughs dig up the past.I reach out to pull her out but she's too numb to grasp.A necessary pain to open up my eyes.The flame has died out, now I'll say my goodbyes.Develo...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 02:53:00 PST

Formula 111696

If you're going to play me, then play me by heart.Harder to do it that way, isn't it?I let you feel me.I gave you a pittance of satisfaction.You didn't want anything else.You are too material to disco...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sat, 10 May 2008 12:02:00 PST

Imperative Manifestations

The dawn no longer threatens to display my once pitiful and squalid appearance. Once more, there is no shame in seeing what has become of me in the aftermath's ruling. There is no reward distributed b...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 09:12:00 PST

An Elegant Solution

Tonight I feel lucky. Tomorrow may be different, but I’ll know what I have to be thankful for out of this evenings revelation. In turn, it will shed some light on my darkest hours to come.1) The...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 08:31:00 PST

Patience

The days are getting shorter and the nights are not dark enough anymore. How am I to see the future without my onyxial etheric concoction? Where is the deepest recesses of my void which keeps me at pe...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 11:35:00 PST

Cum One Cum All!

Beautiful, yes you are! Intelligent so you seem! Intriguing to say the least... but wait, there's more... you're also clever and creative! Wonderful! Bring it on! Matter fact bitch, bring your whole f...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 08:09:00 PST

Appleviathan

She will listen to every note and suffocate my fears.Her eyes glisten in my mote of hate and bloody tears.Patiently waiting, debating, even though it's not mine.Well it should be, it's just a signal w...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 07:07:00 PST

Simplicity

The fire is dancing like a pyre set to dismantle the corrected.I search around for the original formula I had previously selected.The book cracks open and the whispers sting my brain.Nomicon, my lord ...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 07:06:00 PST

Portraitransmutation

The door squeaks when he opens it. It's the only sound he hears when he comes home, and it echos in his mind until the next morning when the alarm clock is able to muffle the painful silence. He pause...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Sun, 15 Jul 2007 09:02:00 PST

Green Mile Waltz

The fields are open with air that suffocates every living organism.When I cry, my true colors bleed through to feed the prism.Cold as stone, yet placid in this worlds onerous presentation.I no longer ...
Posted by Matthew 5*Five*5 on Fri, 29 Jun 2007 08:58:00 PST