I can't understand what I do wrong half the time
My judgement is blurred from this last year of defeat
I never once acted like this before I met you
Now I'm a simplified sensation
I'm nothing; a laughing stock to some
I am a gorgeous bastard and it shows, I am an aristocrat of German decent, I am a Von Breightein, My Great Great Uncle was Jorg Lanz von Leibenfels, founder of the Ordens Neiu Templars, and a man often credited with large influence over the fledgling nazi party. I am not a Nazi myself, and I do not support the movement so don't even try you backwards fascist dags. I am however very cocky I'm an import. I don't hate america, I like it fine despite political weaknesses,every country has them in truth. Don't be scared though I am very fun and understanding, talk to me if you want to.


Playing guitar, my hair is a mess, sorry Jess dear


With the original red mohawk

It took a lot of work to show you I cared, there was a lot of hurt,rejection and blatant coldness on your part, but I showed you this was for real, and forever, my love doesnt die, so I hope we last forever as well.. I love you my dearest, you are more than the one I love to hate...and this is to you

Me in better days



I'm sorry for my vicious decline into this bedlam you see before your eyes.
I adhere to the progress of my helpless desires..without you I really am a nothing.


Simple..with a headband, I still haven't the foggiest why I was wearing a headband?

I wrote for you of love, when all you gave me was too much of not enough..but now I've earned you back, and I'll do anything to keep you

I love her.
She doesn't care.
I was such a beautiful bastard, the wind graced across your ear. it made others stop and cry,
but it never even made you feel.This damage you've done is too real.
I held your body above all others.
Everything I did for you was so wrong. Why didn't you smile in
the end? I try and stop myself from crying, but the tears are dead, as is my soul. You are a murderer.
I push myself in
and out of relationships now.But I know why. I am always in control now. But I don't own you yet.
Exactly how should I stand here? Still waiting for you to finally answer.

I can't give up.
My life has been one big dissapointment,Thinking that if I fall asleep to her breathing.
then It is not despair. it is certainly that I have suffered enough and that I am sacrificing myself
for her.This is the kind of person I've turned into. Remorse Instigates an overkill of self loathing
the older I get. The more you reject me. So I'll rest my dead beat tongue. You'll dismiss me anyway.
This is nothing but a miserable lesson learned. What we've shared together will not end up streaming
through someone else's lips. Like vegas, it stays here.Tell me do I disgust you? Tell me do I amuse you?
I fit your image so perfectly and it is making you sick. I am your dream. So is this disgust?
Is it disgust or amusement? That caught your attention. That made you draw me near? Maybe I'm neurotic
or just wrong in general. Maybe I should concede and put out the fire.I promise you this, I'll never forget us...