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SINGLE BULLET MASSACRE
Markusismurder
Memphis, TN
rebelwaltz
Lake Jackson, TX
Sleeping Past Ten
Charleston, IL
A Cinematic Lullaby
Flushing, MI
Where the hell are we going?
Okay what the hell is this generation coming to nowadays? I mean seriously, this worries me. The crime rate is outrageous, probably the highest it has been in years on end. Technology is almost surpassing or has surpassed humanity making human life no longer beautiful but just simple, plain, and ordinary. WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?
I think I know where we are and it scares the hell out of me really. We are in a place of no return or second chance. We are here in the now. No fuck ups. If so, too bad. Scary right? Why can't we go back to the past years where we could question ourselves with "what if this happened in the year 20--"
Everything seemed closer to me. Families, friends, etc.
Of course there were the fights and scraps and bad times, but it saddens me to see what the new upcoming years have brought upon us.
I think I would rather die alone.
We Forced Feeding You Lies
Have you emotions ever ran so cold that you ask yourself: "Can I make it though this?"
It is almost as if you are trying to survive through a winter or something. You almost feel as if no one can warm you up again or no one can make you feel ANYTHING again. You feel this way from previous hurt and pain. The pain that brought about the continuos swearing, cursing, and despair among you.
FUCK, SHIT, DAMN.
You feel as if ever screaming HELP ME! has no effect. Like no one hears you. Like no one cares. It leaves you wondering if people have been real with you. Do you matter? Does no one hear the faint echoes far away...the faint echoes of your cries? No one.
FUCK, SHIT, DAMN.
Still no luck, so you blame yourself. You become bitter and begin to fall into this bottomless pit of nothing. Can't anyone see your hurt? Can't anyone hear you?
I have.
fuck. shit. damn.
I have been listening.
[In simplicity this means that I want to be your friend, I like to help other who are down, I'm here and I always will be.]
I FUCKING DON'T WANNA...list all of my music taste in tags
Music? Yeah.
The Tunes...
numbers
30 Seconds to Mars
311
A
A perfect circle
AFI
A Giants Wing
And One
Ani Defranco
AFI
AAF
Air
Amel Larrieux
Anathallo
Armor for Sleep
As the Cancer Spreads
Authority Zero
Audiovent
Audioslave
B
Between the Buried and me
Bob Marley
BOTCH
Bjork=
Bleed the Dream
Blindside
Bloodbrothers, the
Bloc Party
Bravery, the
Breaking Benjamin
Butthole Surfers
Buxton
C
Carousel
Celtic/Irish Bagpipes
CKY
Chevelle
Chimaria
Circa Survive
Cold
Coldplay
Como Osos
Copeland
Chasing Paris
Cute is What We Aim For
D
Dark Lotus
Darkest Hour
Dashbpard
Dave Mathews Band
Dead Kennedys
Death Cab For Cutie
Deftones, the
Depeche Mode
Disturbed
Dropkick Murphys
Drowning Pool
Drop Dead Gorgeous
E
Eagles
Elanors Fault
Ella Fitzgerald
Everclear
Everytime I Die
Exies, the
F
FIGHT PARIS
Filter
Fight Pretty
Finch
Floorbound
From First To Last
Fischerspooner
Foo Fighters
Fuck I'm Dead
Fuel
G
Goo Goo Dolls
Gorillaz
Gwar
H
Hanzel und Gretyl
HEAVYHEAVYLOWLOW
Hed P.E
Hot Hot Heat
Hoobastank
HOLLYWOD UNDEAD
Horse The Band
I
IDIOT PILOT
Ill Nino
INDIAN SUMMER
Incubus
J
Jane's Addiction
Jet
Jimmy Eat World Job for a Cowboy
JONBENET, the
K
Kelis
Kittie
Knockout Kings, the
Kidnap Soundtrack, the
Korn
L
LAP
Lali Puna
Le Tigre
Little Compass
M83
M
My Chemical Romance
Matchbook Romance
Modest Mouse
Marilyn Manson
MSI
Miss Kittin
Missy Elliot
Mudvayne
Mushroomhead
N
NIN
Nirvana
O
Oasis
O pionners
Outkast
P
Panic! At The Disco
Pearl Jam
Pedro The Lion
POSION THE WELL
Prodigy
Postal Service, the
Puddle of Mudd
POD
Q
Queen
Queens of the Stone Age
R
Radiohead
Rammstein
Red Chord, the
Rancid
RHCP
Ryksopp
S
Say Hi To Your Mom
Sea Pilot Sky Captain
Seether
Sevendust
Sex pistols
Saliva
Scars of Life
Silverchair
SPARTA
System of a down
STP
Suicide Machines
Sugarcult
Sublime
T
TOOL
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
Zeromancer and more...Because I have a life, I don't sit at a computer and name all of them...(I name alot though...damn.)
One of Those days
Out of boredom I was surfing the internet and came across this thing-a-majig. To be honest, it really isn't all bad. It keeps me entertained at my job. [Considering I do nothing at my job anyways.]
Please dont love too soon
To your self
I might have to
To your cell phone
I don't want to
Do you?
I don't think so, so please just act slow
It's so ugly
Over before you know
In love
[We're trying to help you]
My eedg runs down
I'm trying so hard
Denounce you
"We're glow in the south,"
You'll wonder aloud
Please dont love too soon
To your cell phone
I might have to
To your cell phone
I don't want to
Do you?
I don't think so, so please just act slow
It's so ugly
Over before you know
In love
[We're trying to help you]
My ego's dry
I'm trying hard to
Not you
"We're glow in the south,"
You'll wonder aloud
You
Want
To
Suck me again
You
Want
To
Send her away
My each runs down
I'm trying hard to
Not you
"We glow in the sun,"
You'll wonder aloud
My each runs down
I'm trying hard to
Bounce
"We're glowing the sound,"
You'll wonder aloud
And that is how I feel today. This entire journal is random, I really have nothing on my mind to write about in particular. I am just moving my fingers to random keys on the keyboard making the computer process those letters in ones and zeros so you all can read my pointless ramble through thousands of tiny pixels which make up the colors behind your screen.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I Give To You Arrythmia
The term arrhythmia refers to any change from the normal sequence of electrical impulses, causing abnormal heart rhythms. This can cause the heart to pump less effectively.]
Am I saying that I will make your heart beat abnormally? No. But am I somethning different in a sense that it is frightening? Of course. This people is just another one of my random journals that I felt like writing because of the fact boredom has taken over me again...at work too.
In a metephorical sense, I do believe that all of us in the world are forms of arrythmia. At some point or another we startle or cause something abnormal to happen, breaking the pattern in society. Well some of us. There is always going to be that one person who is quiet which the loud ones aren't used to. So that is someting that is abnormal and odd to them. Therefore the quiet ones are the loud people's arrythmia or abnormal pattern. Likewise with the loud ones to the quiet people.
Where am I going with this?
I think what I am ATTEMPING TO SAY is that no matter who you are, you will always be someone else's arrythmia or abnormality.
Does that make sense?
No?
I don't care. It's what I am thinking that matters. It makes sense to me. I didn't write this to pleasure you or make you grasp the concept within 2 seconds. I wrote it because, as of June 8th 9:55 a.m. this is what I have come to realize.
I realize different things everyday. We all do. It is just the way one interprets what they realize. You have your life, and I have mine. Let's go about it our own ways.
I'm not trying to be bitchy. If this is how the last part of this journal comes off to be, I'm sorry. Maybe that was your TEMPORARY arrythmia.
That is all.
psychspy
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posted Sep 03
rebelwaltz
loserrrrrrrrr
posted Jul 18
rebelwaltz
FUCKING LOSER. :D
posted Jul 11