I remember the things you told me. I remember the secrets, whether the were true or not. The dog, the bullethole, the colors draining from the world, and the glass box where it always rains.
I hope you forgot.
I hope I forget my own secrets someday.
Somehow, I feel responsible.
I don't think I'll forget any of them.
I don't think I've left the walls of my own box.
These are the words
For my Carol Ann,
The girl I broke in half.
Oh I'm afraid
There's nothing left
No pieces to put back in place.
I was a monster...
The things that I did
I regret,
I dismiss
Oh it's a shame
About Carol Ann,
And all she could have been.
She soared with such grace,
As her body sailed
Through the windshield
From the passenger seat...
I was a monster.
Through neglect, I replaced
Her love for these lonely days.
She'll be forgotten
Oh she'll be forgotten, I think...
Young hearts belong
To a love that
Everybody wants.
But we can't have all of that,
So we take
What little we can.
Oh mother,
Did you see him coming?
Did you see him?
Mother, did you see death sneaking
Through the back door?
Still, that time we wish we spent
but lost it all
Mother, did you see it coming?
Did you see him?
Mother did you see death sneaking
Through the back door?
This time
We'll reinforce the walls!
Don't turn the page love!
It's words
Don't hold your fate.
I sure will remain one,
Yet from their world
You will escape.
Through the walls of your heart
You will tear me apart.
Through the walls of your heart
You will tear me apart.
Through the walls!
Through the walls!
Through the walls.
Through the walls.
Mosquitos cloud without mercy
Mosquitos out all winter long
Feel them light upon your face
Inflamed itchy welts they raise, yeah!
You--
Thought--
They'd fuck off by now
But your luck runs out!
(To the tune of "All Nightmare Long" -Metallica)
I play guitar, I read, and write
I live, I learn, I love, I lie
One eye sees the past, with the other I scry
Yet all I see is a Dead, Red Sky
Must needs redeem this name of mine
Forgotten, buried, 'neath stains of time
I never sleep, I crawl, and fly
I limp, I fall, I burn, I die.
I have a Hunger I can never sate
You owe me something I intend to take
I do not mourn, nor beg for faith,
I don't cry, I don't mourn,
I Hate.
Ugh, being depressed for no reason is such fun.
Me: I feel lethargic and gross and bummed out for no good reason.
Brain: need a reason? I can help with that! Let me just pull up the memory files of all the horrible shit that ever happened to you...
Me: for fucks sake, Brain! Can't you just let me stare off into space in peace?!!?
For all you fallout fans, this is a Deathclaw alpha male. I am standing next to it on it's arm, about two feet off the ground. This fucker is about the size of an Allosaurus. Maybe 11 or 12 feet tall, and about twice as long. I'd estimate it's weight at around 2.5-3 tons.
I used a small thermonuclear explosive to kill it. Well, technically I used a high explosive missile to kill it. It survived the thermonuclear device... :/
This is the "Mother" Deathclaw, or alpha female. She is only about 60% the size of the alpha male, but still larger than the average Deathclaw.
For [Elwyne]
For Deacon.
"Hey Deacon! You know everything
That there is to do!
Here's a gun,
Take home, wait by the phone
We'll send someone over
To bring you what you need.
You're a one man, death machine!
Make this city bleed!"
Now I know Because we've
You won't Got so much
Refuse, To do!
And you've got
Nothing More
To lose,
So take this number!
and welcome!
To OPERATION: MINDCRIME
We're an underground revolution workin' overtime
OPERATION: MINDCRIME
There's a job for you in the system, boy with
Nothing to sign!
I am so pissed. I just spent two and a half hours working on a multi-track audio recording. I get done at 5:00am and hit the save button. It promptly crashes and I lose everything.
Fuck my life.
My lover got a humor
She the giggle at a funeral
Knows everybody's disapproval,
I should've worshiped her sooner
If the heavens ever did speak,
She's the last true mouthpiece.
Every Sunday's getting more bleak,
A fresh poison each week...
"We were born sick."
You heard them say it.
My Church offers no absolutes:
She tells me, "Worship in the bedroom."
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you—
I was born sick
But I love it.
Command me to be well.
Do you ever hate your parents because, though they gave you life, they can't give you everything?
Imagine you are drowning, on the verge of dying, and a man reaches into the water and pulls you out.
Would you thank him for saving your life?
Or would you curse him, and tell him to throw you back in the water because he couldn't make you immortal too?
[Ravenclaw] would like [Mortified Penguin] to know that she hates him. As Rc's best friend, (eat it, [Chel.]) I am obliged to strike down my friend Mort for his hubris.
I am Sideways Shark! Natural predator of douche penguins!
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo with a shotgun!
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one!
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo with a shotgun
Bangin' this bolo tight, on this solo flight
can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha
family Stone
Tha pen devils, set that stage for tha
war at home
Locked without a wage, ya standin' in
tha drop zone
The clockers born, starin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands--cover her sunken face
We hungry but them belly full!
The structure is set ya never change it with a ballot pull!
In tha ruins there's a network for tha
toxic rock
School yard to precinct, suburb to
project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and factory floor,
The remains, left chained to the
powder war
Can't waste tha day
when the night brings a hearse!
So make a move, and plead the Fifth
cuz ya can't plead the First!
Can't waste a day
when the night brings a hearse,
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one!
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun~
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic!
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did
my man Fred Hampton,
Still we lamping, still clockin' dirt for our sweat-
A ballots dead, so a bullet's what I get-
A thousand years they had the tools
We should be takin' 'em!
FUCK tha "G-ride"
I want the machines that are makin' em!
Our target straight: a room full of armed pawns,
Lets off the kings ont tha west side of dawn~
Can't waste the day
when the night brings a hearse!
Make a move, and plead the Fifth
Cuz ya can't plead the First!
Can't waste a day
when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun~
The rungs torn from the ladder
Can't reach the tumor
One god,
one market,
one truth,
one Consumer!!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have
My Meme Review!
An enormous percentage of people in America are are either criminally ignorant, or completely stupid.
Quickie review of Shadow of Mordor
"BITCH,
I DO WHAT I WANT."
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