age: 26 (Jan 15, 1986)
MEMBER SINCE: April 2009
occupation: Reverse conspiracy theorist, information terrorist
fantasy: a world free of oppression and ignorance. haha, never gonna happen
into: Poetry, animals, learning, contemplating
stats: 5'9" and 160 pounds soaking wet and wearing combat boots. somewhere over 200 with full gear
makes me sad: The ineffectualness of my generation. and judgmental people
i lost my virginity: look behind the refrigerator. whenever you lose something, it's nearly always there
makes me happy: Happy people, cute things, loud music, soft lights, green trees, warm skin, new people, retail therapy, massages
body mods: Tribal on left shoulder, kanji on neck, UNIHEX on left forearm, flaming skull on right arm, i had to let my piercings close :(
most humbling moment: nearly being trampled by a horse. it kind of puts you in your place, opens your eyes a little
sign: Capricorn, the fish-tailed devil
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I saw you in your wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came into the room that night
And made such a mess
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed
You hurt me in the deepest way
I'm crippled inside
I took your evil skin away
It's all cut and dry
I saw you tonight and carefully took your hand
With some smears on my cheeks
I knew that you would understand
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head
They're never gonna find your face
It's hidden away
I found a very special place where you used to play
In my own way, I lovingly kiss the bride
With your ring in your hand
Your eyes and your mouth open wide
In my eyes
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
They won't wash away
In my mind they're roses on white lace
Straight from the heart
Blood drops look like roses on white lace
Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet
Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet
Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall