...Gently...

Random

Sat, 16 Dec 2006 18:03:01 GMT

...I've Been Dying To Reach You...

It's like a whirlwind of emotions that occurs when moms and dads fight
It's like when a girl grins, an emotion of hers
That holds your arm, and grabs tight
Hurl him into the ocean, one of them cold sweat heat flash types
But extreme fluctuations and temperature changes
Have been known to crack pipes...

It Gives Me The Chills...

Tue, 11 Jul 2006 06:41:20 GMT

...Just Thinking About It...
...So We Shouldn't Think To Much...

I Hate Your Eyes

Fri, 07 Jul 2006 04:26:39 GMT

So Cough It Up...
Have You Lost Your Breath?...
Or Maybe Thats Me Tearing Out Your Lungs?...
So Tell Me How It Feels To Know That This is Just My Dream...
...And Its Your Reality...

Stronger Than

Sat, 03 Jun 2006 18:45:48 GMT

..Stronger Than...
...I Swear Im Stonger Then These Emotions...
...Karma Forgive Me...

Crack Pipes

Thu, 25 May 2006 06:00:50 GMT

...You're Missing The Point...
Meet me at the fork in the road where lost souls get indecisive
Meet me at the crossroads so I can have someone to walk into the light with
...Just Meet Me Somewhere...

The Revolution...

Wed, 10 May 2006 11:05:17 GMT

...My Revolution Will Not Be Televised...
...Your Revolution Is A Joke....

Masterpiece

Fri, 28 Apr 2006 05:21:15 GMT

...Lets Bleed this Skyline Dry...
...Right When You Think Your Life is Perfect, Life Reminds You(For Me In The Form Of History And Music) Nothing is Ever Perfect. No Matter how Hard you Try To make Something Perfect, It Will Never Happen Because Nothing Is Perfect. Not Even For A Little While. No Matter How Hard, No Matter How Much We Want It To Be. It Wont Happen. I Wish My Family, Friends, Music, Love, Just Everything Was Perfect. But Like I Said Nothings Perfect. And This One Is Going Down In My Books. I Want To Give Up, But Somethings Telling Me To keep Trying, It Will All Be Worth it in the End. But That Voice In My Head Is Getting Drowned Out By The Sounds Of People Telling Me to Give Up. So Why Don't We Just Give Up? Cuz God Loves To Fuck You Over, Over And Over Again. Id Love For Him To Just Show Me One Perfect Thing In My Life. Then Id Happily Let Him Kill Me...

Rex Is Sick

Sat, 15 Apr 2006 15:29:47 GMT

...Rex And the Virus Of Life...
I'm sweating through my veins
...I'm trying to hold on...

For Now...

Fri, 14 Apr 2006 05:41:18 GMT

...Its Back To Rex

Neon Genesis

Tue, 11 Apr 2006 16:49:50 GMT

Jesus This Show is Awsome...I Still Need To Give Conlee Her Dvds Back...

Tue, 21 Mar 2006 02:52:45 GMT

It's Ok...

Wed, 15 Mar 2006 06:03:18 GMT

...It'S Ok Only Because I Know Your Secrets...
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I've Had...

Mon, 13 Mar 2006 07:01:43 GMT

...Pleasure of Watching My Hero Kick And Screm

All Nighter!

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 07:57:11 GMT

I Think Im Going to be Up all Night!..I cant Sleep!...Ima Editing Pictures With Paint...Becuase I Dont Have Photoshop!...Gr..Well Im Not Really editing them..Well Kinda...Im Adding Text A Borders...And Everyone Now And Then Fixing Imperfections...Its Working Out Pretty Good...But I dont Know How to Photoshop off Nigger Lips...

.BTW.
This Post Is On My Myspace
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A Night With The Boys...And Jazz

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 05:11:16 GMT

Today Was Great...I hung Out With the Boys Today!...Woot Woot...And Jazz Of Course...So We Start Off The Day...Slow Morning...Wake Up...TV...Computer...Fone...Then Jesse Calls me Up..."Get Outside Fag"...I Go Out...And He Goes..."Lets Go Ride Fag"...And Im Like Nah Dude...And He Goes Ok...10 Minutes Later...He Drives Up Again...And I Jump In The Car...So me Jess And Kory Are Sitting In A Ford Bronco Kicking Back Eating Mighty Mouth...Then Abby Come Outside And Jumps In The Car...So We Drive Around For A Bit...And Kory Says "Hey Queers Lets Get A Refil Im Thursty As Fuck"...So We Drive Back to Mighty Mouth And We Get Refills On Our Drinks...Then We Goto Jesses House And Give Kat Her Diet Coke...And While Jesses InSide We Round The Block And When We Come Back jesse Says "you Guys Are Queers" And We Get In And Drive Around The Block Summore...We Drove Around For Like 10 Minutes...And Abby Says "Im bored Lets Pick Up Some Ppl" But Everyone Was Busy...Excpet For Jazz...We Knock On Her Door And Shes Frizzed Out And In Her Jammers...So She Takes A Shower And We Tell Her We'll Pick Her Up Later...So Now We Drive Around And Knock Over Sum Trash Cans And Stuff...Then Kory Gets A Call And Jesse And Kory Leaves For A While...So Now Me And Abby Are Stuck At Home...Then Warren Comes Over...Then We Start Walking To McDonalds...Then Kory Picks Up Me And Abby And We Get A Ride The Rest of The Way While Warren Catches Up On Bike...Haha...Then We Eat...Jesse And Kory Leave Again...Then When We're Done...We Walk Home...But Half Way There Kory And Jesse Come Back With Jared And Give Everyone A Ride Excpet Warren...Who Wanted to Race Us On His Bike...Of Course We Beat Him To My House...Then We Played THPS2 For Like 20 Mins...Then Warren And Abby Wnet To My House...And Jazz Met Up With Me And Jared At jesses House...Jesse and Kory Were Running Around For BJ...So Me And Jazz Meet Up With Abby And Warren In My Backyard...So We PLay Pool For Like An Hour Then Kory And Jesse Come Back...Then jesses Mom Shows Up At My House And Picks Jesse UP...Cuz He Got In Trouble...Hes Not Serving 1 Week In The Jesse Casa Prison...So Now We have To Return The Stolen Bronco...So Me And Kory Have to Drop It Off At BJ's...So We Arrive At BJ's And Shes Smoking Sum Crack...Then Shes talking To me About Her Life...Then A Priest Walks in The House And They TAlk About God While BJ's Stoned Off Of Crack...Then We Get A Ride From Korys Friend...Then We Goto Mighty Mouth [Me Abby Warren And Jazz]...We Eat Talk Joke Around...Then Jesse And Kory Come Back...Jesses Mom Left So He Can Go Out...Then abby And Warren Leave...Then Me Jazz Kory And Jesse Walk To Tommys House...So Jazz Meets Up With Bradly [Her BF] And The Rest Of Us Hang Out With Tom-Tom And D-von...After 30 Mins Me Kory And Jesse Have To Go Home...But Tommys Car Is Messed Up...So We Decide To Give It A Push Start...So After A Block of Trying To Push Start It In The Cold...Find Out They Had Jumper Cables...So We Jump Start It...But How Do You Fit 4ppl In A 2 Seater Pick-Up?...So Me And Kory Jump In the Truck Bed And Kick Back As We Get A Free Ride Home...The Ride Was The BEst Part Of The Night...I Layed Back Staring At The Stars And Watch Trees Pass By...It Was Pretty Cold But It Was Fun...So I Said By to Tommy...Then I Hung OUt At Jesse Till 8...Went Home...Then Ima Spend The Rest Of The Nihgt Talking To Conlee...Its A Great Night...

Hate List

Sun, 19 Feb 2006 17:41:57 GMT

-Nigger
-Jocks
-Breakdancers Who Suck
-Martyrs
-Posers
-Posers!
-POSERS!
-POSERS!!!
-Punks
-Drug Addicts
-Ppl Who Call You Once A Month And Ask For Money For Weed
-Scene Kids
-Smoking
-Krumping
-Skool
-Nigglets
-Sniggers
-Coons
-People Who Throw Shit At You From Cars
-Assholes
-Hypoorcits
-Niggers In ~Stealth~
-Asshole Football Teams Who Think Theyre Better Thne You
-Ppl Who Think Theyre Better Thne You
-Fake Friends
-Niggerlips
-Pubic Hair In Zippers
-Dumbasses
-Wannabe Dumbasses
-Stuff That Smeell Like Coon
-Mexican Pride
-Presidents
-Voting
-Cutters
-Lame Photographer Wannabes
-Lagging
-Church!
-Sleep
-Isolation
-Emo
-Resizing Pictures
-Myspace
-Livejournal
-Xanga
-MYSPACE MYSPACE MYSPACE!
-Xanga Again
-I FUCKING HATE XANGA ALOT!
-MYSPACE IS A NIGGER CUNT!
-Missing Concerts/Shows
-From Underground To Mainstream
-R E X
-Lame Remixes
-Voice Overs
-Lame Bands
-Rollercoasters
-Lame pictures
-No Fone Calls
-No Comments
-"LOOK AT ME!"
-LIARS!
-FUCKHEADS
-Waiting
-Walking
-Sitting
-Standing
-Staring
-Knowing To Much
-Thinking To Much
-Ppl Telling you To Put Down My Music
-LAME MUSIC!
-Needing Money
-Fighting
-Lying
-Flying
-Running

God...I Have A Feeling Today is Gonna Suck Big Time...Someone Please Try To Make Today Better For Me...

Call It...

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 06:05:25 GMT

...Obsession...

Heart...

Mon, 06 Feb 2006 09:51:57 GMT

...Has Taken its Toll

Hatred Fuels My Blood...

Sat, 04 Feb 2006 15:52:08 GMT

...And I'll Burn it Down...

Thu, 02 Feb 2006 04:44:34 GMT

Stability

Soma

Mon, 30 Jan 2006 16:43:27 GMT

Community.Identity.Stablility

The Impact Of Reason

Sun, 22 Jan 2006 10:25:54 GMT

...The Impact Of Reason...

...Come Monday...A New Start...

Thu, 19 Jan 2006 01:38:52 GMT

...Down, Set, Go...

...Your Not Here With Me...

I Hope...

Mon, 16 Jan 2006 08:19:15 GMT

...I Hope When I Leave This Place It Inspires You...

...The Perks Of...

Fri, 13 Jan 2006 09:29:37 GMT

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year that Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.