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| What a Horrible Night to Have a Curse |
[01 Jan 2008|04:51pm] |
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The Black Dahlia Murder |
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This twisted wretched place, shadowed by the utmost darks of hell, in dreams of black, beyond the bounds of a withered witch's spell. Where the doors surely are locked, when the sun threatens to wane, where shamblers dwell in dim moon light, beyond the warmth of day. Liars line the roads at dawn, watchful eyes are upon, you held sacred weapons to the sacred, revealed to be unleashed upon the council of hell. Blood flows down the streets at night, where wolves cry out for flesh, where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby, with the forms of the walking dead. Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate, driven insane by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks. The undead are among us, at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds, they dance by night, and drink the blood of a child's broken neck. His spires are growing taller still, their shadows stretching throughout the land, freeing the evils that sleep within, the weaker minds of man. Into the tower, never go, the horrors multiply, gears can mince the strongest ones, leaving heroes paralyzed. The rivers flow with poison, the sands swallow you whole, the ghouls that roam this darkened wood are thirsting for your throat.
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| The Dagger |
[23 May 2007|08:48pm] |
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Roadrunner United- The Dagger |
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Bleh, my weekends and free time are so boring now :-/...
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| Undertow |
[04 May 2007|01:28am] |
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I'm single again :-(
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| Medicate |
[27 Apr 2007|08:09pm] |
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FLAW- Medicate |
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Hi, I haven't been here in awhile. Nothings new, same shit different day.
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| Omega |
[06 Dec 2006|06:17pm] |
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Stone Sour- Omega |
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What a skeletal wreck of a man this is. Translucent flesh and feeble bones, the kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tones. Running rampant with free thought to free form the free and clear, and the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundromat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, NOW. We all have a little sin that needs venting, virtues for the rending, and laws, and systems, and stems ripped from the branches of office, do you know what your post entails? Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve? Wind down inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent and a winter earned. For the rest of us there is always Sunday, the day of the week that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breath so we can wade naked into the bloody pool and place our hand on the big black book... To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers. A vacation is a countdown, T-minus your life and counting. Time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube and hope you get a taste. WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR? I could go on and on but let's move on shall we? Say, you're me and I'm you, and they all watch the things we do, and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs, haven't felt like this in years, the great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot again. That's where you go when theres no one else around, it's just you, and there was never anyone to begin with now was there? Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse, and a finger on the trigger. CLASSIFIED MY ASS THAT'S A FUCKING SECRET AND YOU KNOW IT! Government is another way to say better, than, you. It's like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won't stick, its like a whole other world where you can smell the food, but you can't touch the silverware. What luck! Fascism you can vote for, Isn't that sweet... And we're all gonna die someday, 'cause that's the American way, and I've drunk too much, and said too little, when you're gaffer taped in the middle, say a prayer, save face, get yourself together, and see what's happening. I'm sorry I could go on and on but its time to move on, so remember, you're a wreck, an accident, forget the freak, you're just nature. Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean, shit, snort, and blaspheme. Let the heads cool, and the engine run because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we've done...
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| I GOT A CAR!!! |
[24 Nov 2006|04:31pm] |
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Trivium |
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It's a 1989 black BMW 325 IS. It's older, but it still looks and drives awesome! I like itttt. In the great words of William Wallace... FRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!
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| To my family... |
[03 Oct 2006|05:04pm] |
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American Head Charge- To Be Me |
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There's some things about love that are indescribable. Some things just make you so happy, or so sad, that it drives you to smile, or cry. In the past 9 months, I've learned that love is a beautiful thing, something that I am so happy to have, and something that I wouldn't give up for the world. It gives me the drive to be someone, to go out and do what I have to do, knowing that I can come home to a FAMILY. Family is the most underrated thing in american society for sure. It could either be a family by relation, or a family through a strong a bond. I have both, and I will do everything I can to make sure that I never see dissapointment from them ever again. I want to be able to leave this house a man, and a happy one, with a family, and a beautiful, and amazing family. I love my family so much. Melissa, my friends, and the family members that are actually blood related. I'd like to thank you guys so much, for supporting me and being here for me through good and bad, and through some of the hell that I've had to go through. Thank you to Mike, Justin K., Paul, Anthony L., Anthony S., and every single one of my friends. You guys are my family too, and without you guys, I would have never made it this far. When I've got stuff on my mind that I can't put to rest, you guys help me feel better, and persevere through everything. You guys give me the strength that I need to push through and make better what I have to. Thank you Mom for being here for me, and sharing your words of wisdom when I've got no hope. You all give me something to fight for, and something to work towards. Melissa, thank you for being there to talk to me, love me, and make me happier than I could have ever thought possible. You mean everything to me baby. I truly mean this. And I hope that I give you the same passion, that you give me. Everytime I see you, or hear your voice, or even think about you, my heart jumps and tingles, and my thoughts are racing. I love you melissa with all of my heart, and no one could take that from you, and nothing could ever change that. You are my heart, you are my soul, you are my happiness. You treat me wonderfully, you make me so happy, and I want to make you feel like royalty and give you everything you rightfully deserve. I might just be a simple man, but I've got dreams, I've got my hopes, I want our family. I want to share that all with you, I want to give you everything the world has to offer Melissa, and I'm working harder than ever so that we can both live our dreams in happiness, and live happilly ever after. I love you boo, you mean the world to me.
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| I just want to be heard, Loud and clear are my words... |
[24 Sep 2006|07:44pm] |
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Papa Roach- Between Angels and Insects |
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I want to train more than anything now. I want to be something. I want to be a hero, a role model, I want to make a legacy that no one will ever be able to touch, I want to inflict upon the world, what the world has inflicted upon me. I want to show everyone and everything that pain is just the beginning of what I can bring to them. I want to be viewed with fear, and disbelief. I'm done backing down, now it's time to step it the fuck up a notch. I'll tear my body apart in the process if I have to, and I very well may, but I'm going to climb to the top of the mountain, and spit on my agressors from the peak. I'm not joking, I'm going to work as hard as I can for this, and nothing will stop me unless they rip the last bearing of life out of me, and at that point, I will admit my defeat and happilly rest eternally. I'm going to make something of myself, I'm tired of being a nothing, I'm tired of being a waste of flesh and bone. So everyone one watch the fuck out, or be drowned in the wake of the future thats sure to come. I don't care what conditions I have to go through, the worse I get, the stronger I'll become. Cement, metal, or wood, it makes no difference, nothing can inflict upon me the pain that I've felt through life. I've screamed until I've had no voice to talk, I've cried until I've had no tears to drown my sorrows with, and everytime I just get more angst, and more hatred bottled up, and it's time to release the ever building pressure. Once I pop the cork, I could very well tear myself apart, or make something out of myself that I could have never even dreamed of accomplishing. I can't dream anymore, because dreams are just a waste of thought, and trick you into thinking good things can just fall into your lap, instead of the real world, where you have to rip everything good from the claws of the reaper. You only live once, and I plan to place an impression on the world that even god can't deny.
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| Life is a Bullet |
[24 Sep 2006|03:49pm] |
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Now I remember why I love papa roach's old stuff so much. Some shit just makes you think, and the lyrics in the albums "Infest", and "lovehatetragedy" are genius. Every single song is something you can hear and relate to. So the albums have a ton more power than any of the newer rock and shit that I hear now a days. Life's fucking weird man...
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| You know it!!! |
[10 Sep 2006|10:12pm] |
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Catamenia- Cast The Stars Beyond |
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Come on, you know that that is the best damn smile you've ever seen in your life!
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| Under the Northern Star |
[04 Sep 2006|06:59pm] |
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Amon Amarth, "With Oden On Our Side" |
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It's a nice feeling that she's given me for 8 months and going, and I can't get enough of it. I love it so much. And I hope she knows how much she means to me. She means everything, and I long to hear her voice all day. Thank you Melissa.
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| FUCK THE POLICE!!! |
[24 Jul 2006|11:32pm] |
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And I don't care if any of you have cops related to you or anything, all they are concerned with now-a-days is meeting their quotas, not stopping actual fucking crime. Filthy pigs.
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| Scum of the earth c'mon! |
[24 Jun 2006|04:44pm] |
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Rob Zombie- Scum of the Earth |
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So I got my wisdom teeth pulled on friday, so I'm boreder than hell. I'm not in that much pain, I just can't drive or anything because of lame ass vicodin. It's not even that strong, My teeth (or more like where they used to be) still hurt, and I just can't drive or do anything because of it. My face isn't even swollen or anything like they said it would be. I'm so glad Melissa was able to stay with me from thursday til today, otherwise I would be like deathly bored. I love her so much, she's the best. So yeah what's everyone else up to?
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| 10,000 Days |
[19 Apr 2006|09:40am] |
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So I'm downloading the whole new Tool cd... It should be pretty good.
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| So... |
[28 Mar 2006|11:30am] |
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Rob Zombie- American Witch |
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I'm in love with this girl, and she's the best thing ever, that makes me realllllly happy :-)...
She has the cutest smile ever, which makes me smile a lot. And that's that.
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| Just so you know... |
[07 Mar 2006|04:39pm] |
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Tech N9ne- Trapped in a Psycho's Body |
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I'm still alive! Kind of. I'm sick, and it sucks fucking monkey balls. But anyways. Me and Melissa have now been going out for a little over 2 months, and everythings good there. I love her soooooo much, she's the best! DC is gonna be recording within the next month. And well... that's about all I can think of. I probably forgot a ton of useless shit, but thats just cause I'm sick and my mind is really disoriented. So yeah, fuck ya'all good night!
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| Love hurts good on this bed of nails... |
[01 Feb 2006|09:59am] |
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Tech N9ne- Real Killa |
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So me and Melissa have been going out for a month now. And I'd like to say, that I love that girl more than life itself. She's everything to me, and she's perfect in my eyes. She's the nicest, most beautiful, and awesome girl I've ever met. She takes care of me like no other. And I love her so much for it. I love seeing her smile and laugh, it's beautiful. She's stunning in any way I can think of it. When I think about her my heart jumps, my adrenaline flows, my head twirls, it's amazing. And I can't wait til I can see her next so I can hold her and love her like she deserves. I love you more than anything Melissa Glass.
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| Burebksbj |
[10 Jan 2006|02:29pm] |
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Dark Tranquillity |
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1. Post 5 weird/random stuff about yourself.
2. At the end, list the names of 5 people who you want next to do this.
1) I'm bored
2) I'm hungry
3) I want a pizza
4) I want a soda
5) I want to sleep some
lol, thats me...
i dont care who else does it
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| No more left inside... |
[01 Jan 2006|03:00am] |
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The Kovenant- The Human Abstract |
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Theres nothing left here. I hate you all. I fucking despise everything. I hope this year brings a beautiful armageddon to this pitiful planet and race. I'll never see your heaven, but I don't give a fuck. I'll burn all of your temples, spires, and great white gates. I've had enough with this life and these petty little beings. I lost everything that meant something to me. Maybe tonight would be a good night to die. Besides, how could an empty char blackened heart feel any sort of pain?
"Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood, all the ones around me, I cared for, and most of all I loved, But I can't see myself that way, Please don't forget me, or cry while I'm away..."
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| Revolution is His Name!!! |
[08 Dec 2005|09:38pm] |
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PANTERA!!! |
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Rest in Peace Dimebag Darrell Lance Abbot. You are immensely missed. You are a guitar god, and a personal hero to billions of metalheads. Shredd it up wherever you may be. Rest in Peace brother.
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