December 2011
1 post
Up In Smoke
January 2011
2 posts
November 2009
1 post
A Nice Night For A Neck Injury [Suck Brick Kid]
I’ve got a guilty consience, and a fresh tasting mouth.
We’ll I’ve got a filthy closet, and a dangerous sense of style.
I have uncovered a new gem, in a bed of rocks.
And I’ve uncovered a new gem, and learned a new way of polishing.
Could be set in a wedding band
or placed in that necklace around your neck
I swear I have seen that place before.
It hangs around your...
October 2009
2 posts
fallforyou:
Oh my god! Have you seen my medicine? I need it to keep my head upon these shoulders and keep the beast inside at bay There is love but i like fuckin there are drugs, if i am lucky And a mothers arm extend like the track marks from your brothers arms and they pour it out into these bottles of addictions and roach’s that form in the palm of your little baby boy and you cover up the...
“Whoh, Im so fucked up
I can’t feel me lungs
So I’m filling you up
With...”
– (via betterwithyou)
September 2009
20 posts
Showdown
Now shes doing the two step, with substance slow quick quick slow.(slow quick quick slow) slow quick quick slow.(slow quick quick slow) Now that shes caught with pants around her ankles with bloodshot eyes, red parting lips. with blood shot eyes, red parting lips. I’m dressed in a fasion of a gentleman and she’s in a fasion of a protitute. If i can give what she needs, so she...
New information about whats going on.
Hey folks. I know it’s been a while since you heard from any of us. Truth is we’ve been so busy with work and finding the new frontman that it’s been hard to keep our spirits high, but that is no excuse. We’re sorry for keeping all of you on edge and not letting anyone know what’s going on with us up to date. We will post a good...
My Pet Monster
There are cherries, ripe for the picking. America’s losing, meth recipes cooking. Oh excuse me miss, can I buy you a drink? Just don’t mind the bitter after taste. Oh no, the joke’s on you. You’re now infected with the dirty south plague. Fathers grab your daughters, ‘cause the boys are back in town. Wake up, let’s stop. I just wanna go home, and I’ve been...
I D.A.R.E. David Bowie To Drive Drunk
Why are all my teeth on the floor? I can’t pick it up, without picking you up. So now I’m asking that fine young debutant, and the man in the mirror exactly what the fuck I did with my keys last night. Whoa, I’m so fucked up, I can’t feel my lungs. So I’m filling you up with motion sickness love. Like an easy fuck who can’t get off her back, you gotta get on...
June 2009
1 post
Say It Again, Maybe It’ll Happen
May 2009
29 posts
Get Out Of Here You Nosey Little Pervert, Or...
two followers, fuck yeah.
1 follower, fuck yeah.
