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[Jun. 2nd, 2004|07:48 pm] |
Sorry. Sorry for alot of things.
My mother had another stoke. I just can't but up with shit like this and all the other shit right now.
I don't want to talk. I want to be left alone. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2004|05:47 pm] |
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My sister got in a car accident, her car is totaled, she is in the hospital. How much of this fucking shit am I going to have to take? |
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| Ballers they gonna ball and haters they gonna hate |
[Apr. 10th, 2004|07:35 pm] |
Haven't updated in heck of a long time. Breaks going good but nothing to do.
These chains that others wrap themselves in so willingly,
A fashion statement, a doomed destined well meet.
These chains that are a comfort to millions living
Better said dead.
I too know the weight of these chains that strangle me,
Which I loathe and dream to escape
But my fear keeps me walking the barbed wire fence.
I faintly hear the whispers of what is said beyond my prison.
I must squint to make out the images of those who live beyond the threshold.
Of those who live for no one,
Of those who live for nothing I have been taught to live for,
Of those who truly live.
They are claimed devils among my people
Who declare themselves angels.
They are wrong and intolerable
And we will never understand or make peace with them.
But I have never heard those that live beyond the barbed wire fence
Requite such arrogant insult.
They have never claimed war.
They have never strived to be anything but what they are.
They are perfect and the flawed despise them for that. |
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| In the ashes of everything destroyed we stand unbroken |
[Mar. 24th, 2004|05:17 pm] |
Do Us Part had a mini practice, it went pretty well. Everyone threw out good ideas and when e get a chance to really come together and perfect it, it will be very awesome and very original.
Come on it's metal meets hardcore meets grind. |
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| Cool for Sunday |
[Mar. 19th, 2004|07:21 pm] |
Bad news: Do Us Part will not be playing Saturday. We are sorry that you are going to have to wait a little longer to hear how much we fucking rock. And let me tell you, we rock pretty fucking hard.
But hats off to those of you had planed on coming. Hats hell of off, you rock almost as much as us. (But really not nearly as much or you'd be in the band...which your not.)
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Fuck. I'm missing dawn of the dead. But at least I'm not in the trouble I thought I'd be in. |
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[Mar. 18th, 2004|07:57 pm] |
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"Nothing will benefit human health and increase the chances for survival of life on Earth as much as the evolution to a vegetarian diet" -Albert Einstein |
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| Come! |
[Mar. 17th, 2004|05:03 pm] |
It will probably suck but we could use the support. We'd love to see some familar faces. Your welcome to dance. |
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| Everyone |
[Mar. 17th, 2004|04:31 pm] |
( Adam's Team Picture )
The entire team, horns drawn. Me and Jared doing the horn handshake, which I made.
Only Adam's team could rock so fucking hard. |
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| 6 miles core |
[Mar. 16th, 2004|06:39 pm] |
( Gino on the MS walk. )
No pictures of me and Chris. We gave the horns in every picture, guess The Naples Daily News doesn't rock out like we do. |
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| A poet with raised fists. I will not hesitate to kill you. |
[Mar. 12th, 2004|08:51 pm] |
This romance we dance around,
All smoke and mirrors.
It’s all back street whispers and
Dead end rumors.
Punch drunk or hung over?
Any sound put to it is a fraud.
But I long for a counterfeit kiss.
The only thing holding me back
Is the look on your face.
Hesitant or is it a dare?
Our stars could be crossed but
You’re too down to Earth to know.
I could mean what I say or
I could be for show.
Everything about me is scattered, shattered.
I’m a puzzle even to myself.
This is what I have put together:
This is a fight, a competition.
All you got is a pretty face and my guns
Are rusted.
It’s a stem and a rose and
We’re buried underneath both.
Sincere or typical? Which ever comes best.
A heart on a sleeve is lethal
I’ll just take what comes easiest.
Love is a word reserved for a
Lie.
I want to be honest with you.
Good news, I'll be at the show Saturday. Priority one is to dance. Priority two is to fuck everyone who isn't there for Dark Skies up. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2004|08:38 pm] |
Why do you take love like an insult?
I don't think I can make it to the show this Friday.
This week sucked. |
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| Just a poem I wrote |
[Feb. 26th, 2004|08:08 pm] |
So shed your tears
They make us stronger
They are the fruit you bare
To this world
Which bares no relief for you
Support them by misery
You are their legs
Their forsaken limbs
They promise shelter in return
But I see no protection
Given to the doomed and misused
You are the grace of this world so full of sin
You are the product of
The heavens we all wish were real
A silver lining to the overcast
But your light isn’t worth the darkness
You’re dieing my darling
And they’re quick to forget
And give birth
To replacement
But they will never replace what you meant to me |
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| We don't just tease the crowd, we please 'em too |
[Feb. 19th, 2004|07:01 pm] |
Do Us Part practice Saturday. Biggest thing coming out of Naples sense Dark Skies and Ninja Militia.
To the people standing in the crowd Friday this is just a warning: Dancing Ninjas will be destroying you. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 18th, 2004|06:39 pm] |
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| | After School Knife Fight - Climax of the virus | ] |
Bitches can't wait till Friday. Gonna dance it up mother fuckers. |
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| "We do this now or never" STF |
[Feb. 18th, 2004|06:28 pm] |
From the Stop This Fall show. Not to many people danced but everyone who did fuckin' rocked.
Ninja Militia in the pit. |
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