AUTOBIOGRAPHY -
Prologue-
1. Who took your profile picture? I dunno. Some guy who sells IDF gear, I suppose.
2. Exactly what are you wearing right now? Brown and white baseball shirt that I bought at a Jerusalem thrift shop because it had the word "firetrap" on it and I thought that was amusing.
3. What is your current problem? The fuckin' army.
4. What makes you most happy? Being at home and doing what I want alongside my girlfriend, jelly_bean
5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to? Uh, in my head?
________________________________________________________Chapter 1:
1. Nickname? Shtig, Axl, Joual.
2. Eye color? Brown
3. Hair color? Auburn.
4.Height? Bigger than a bread box
________________________________________________________ Chapter 2:
1. Do you live with your parent(s)? At the moment, yeah in an apartment.
2. Do you get along with your parent(s)? Sure.
3. Are your parents chill? Yeah, my mom's chill, the old man is a proto-punk from the 60s.
4. Do you have any Siblings? Yup. 27 year old brother.
________________________________________________________ Chapter 3:
FAVORITE:
1. Ice Cream? Raspberry Sorbet.
2. Season? Summatime.
3. Book? ...Dunno. I like to read.
4. Colour? Used to be green.
5. Food? Burgers.
6. Drink? Coke.
9. Pen color? Blue
10. Store? Thrift.
11. Hero? Ghengis Khan.
__________________________________________________________ Chapter 4:
DO YOU
1. Write on your hand: Nope.
2. Call people back? Sometimes.
3. Believe in love? Sure.
4. Sleep on a certain side of the bed? I take over the motherfucker.
___________________________________________________________ Chapter 5:
Have you ?
1. Kissed Someone in the past 24 hours? yes
2. If so, where? On my bed.
3. Had PHYSICAL therapy? Yeah I got some hardcore damage from the army.
4. Gotten surgery? Nah.
5. Taken painkillers? Oh yeah.
6. Overdosed on pain killers? Perhaps.
7. Been stung by a bee? Pf.
8. Threw up in a doctors office: Ya should have seen me.
___________________________________________________________ Chapter 6:
Who/what was the last
3. Thing you touched? Computer.
4. Thing you said? "I take over the bed."
7. Person you hugged? Jelly_bean
8. Person you talked to on the phone? Old man
11. Last book you read? Longest Day
12. Last time you cleaned your room? Jelly_bean did. Shes good like that.
13. Last time you talked to someone you liked? About a second ago.
________________________________________________________Chapter 7:
1. Where was the first time you ever kissed the last person you liked? Just now.
2. What's the most exciting thing that happened to you today? Wrastlin' Jelly_bean.
3. How many best friends do you have? I'm anti-social.
4. Would you rather get up early or sleep in? Sleep like the dead.
5. What piercings do you want? Just my ears.
6. Does the thought of marriage scare you? Nah.
7. What would you like to change about your life right now? I gotta get the fuck outta the army.
8. Would you rather smile over a lie or cry over the truth? Truth hurts like a bitch, but I gotta smack a bitch who lies. So...toss up.
9. Whats on your bedroom floor? My bags for the army.
10. Who was the last person you got into an argument with? My buddy Matt, probably over some piece of obscure music or historical/political trivia
11. Do you trust people easily? Anti-social, remember?
12. If you could move away, no questions asked, where would you move to? Been there, done that.
13. Do you think you're good looking? I look like a young Russian kid.
14. Could you go a day without eating? I do it often enough in the field and during the last war.
15. How much do looks matter to you? I like being aesthetically pleased.
16. How do you feel about P.D.A.? Same as I feel about B.J. and a D.P. by a M.I.L.F., it's all good in the hood.
17. When was the last time you had your hair cut? I shave it close every few weeks.
18. Would you rather be mad or sad? Mad.
19. Does it take a lot to make you cry? Yup. But Im good at making people cry.
20. What's the worst car accident you've ever been in? Never had one.
21. Are you tight with your mommy? We're good.
22. How do you like your steak cooked? Burned.
23. Do you tell your parents everything? Nah
24. Would you rather be a bird or a fish? Shark.
25. Name one fear you have: Failure.
Prologue-
1. Who took your profile picture? I dunno. Some guy who sells IDF gear, I suppose.
2. Exactly what are you wearing right now? Brown and white baseball shirt that I bought at a Jerusalem thrift shop because it had the word "firetrap" on it and I thought that was amusing.
3. What is your current problem? The fuckin' army.
4. What makes you most happy? Being at home and doing what I want alongside my girlfriend, jelly_bean
5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to? Uh, in my head?
________________________________________________________Chapter 1:
1. Nickname? Shtig, Axl, Joual.
2. Eye color? Brown
3. Hair color? Auburn.
4.Height? Bigger than a bread box
________________________________________________________ Chapter 2:
1. Do you live with your parent(s)? At the moment, yeah in an apartment.
2. Do you get along with your parent(s)? Sure.
3. Are your parents chill? Yeah, my mom's chill, the old man is a proto-punk from the 60s.
4. Do you have any Siblings? Yup. 27 year old brother.
________________________________________________________ Chapter 3:
FAVORITE:
1. Ice Cream? Raspberry Sorbet.
2. Season? Summatime.
3. Book? ...Dunno. I like to read.
4. Colour? Used to be green.
5. Food? Burgers.
6. Drink? Coke.
9. Pen color? Blue
10. Store? Thrift.
11. Hero? Ghengis Khan.
__________________________________________________________ Chapter 4:
DO YOU
1. Write on your hand: Nope.
2. Call people back? Sometimes.
3. Believe in love? Sure.
4. Sleep on a certain side of the bed? I take over the motherfucker.
___________________________________________________________ Chapter 5:
Have you ?
1. Kissed Someone in the past 24 hours? yes
2. If so, where? On my bed.
3. Had PHYSICAL therapy? Yeah I got some hardcore damage from the army.
4. Gotten surgery? Nah.
5. Taken painkillers? Oh yeah.
6. Overdosed on pain killers? Perhaps.
7. Been stung by a bee? Pf.
8. Threw up in a doctors office: Ya should have seen me.
___________________________________________________________ Chapter 6:
Who/what was the last
3. Thing you touched? Computer.
4. Thing you said? "I take over the bed."
7. Person you hugged? Jelly_bean
8. Person you talked to on the phone? Old man
11. Last book you read? Longest Day
12. Last time you cleaned your room? Jelly_bean did. Shes good like that.
13. Last time you talked to someone you liked? About a second ago.
________________________________________________________Chapter 7:
1. Where was the first time you ever kissed the last person you liked? Just now.
2. What's the most exciting thing that happened to you today? Wrastlin' Jelly_bean.
3. How many best friends do you have? I'm anti-social.
4. Would you rather get up early or sleep in? Sleep like the dead.
5. What piercings do you want? Just my ears.
6. Does the thought of marriage scare you? Nah.
7. What would you like to change about your life right now? I gotta get the fuck outta the army.
8. Would you rather smile over a lie or cry over the truth? Truth hurts like a bitch, but I gotta smack a bitch who lies. So...toss up.
9. Whats on your bedroom floor? My bags for the army.
10. Who was the last person you got into an argument with? My buddy Matt, probably over some piece of obscure music or historical/political trivia
11. Do you trust people easily? Anti-social, remember?
12. If you could move away, no questions asked, where would you move to? Been there, done that.
13. Do you think you're good looking? I look like a young Russian kid.
14. Could you go a day without eating? I do it often enough in the field and during the last war.
15. How much do looks matter to you? I like being aesthetically pleased.
16. How do you feel about P.D.A.? Same as I feel about B.J. and a D.P. by a M.I.L.F., it's all good in the hood.
17. When was the last time you had your hair cut? I shave it close every few weeks.
18. Would you rather be mad or sad? Mad.
19. Does it take a lot to make you cry? Yup. But Im good at making people cry.
20. What's the worst car accident you've ever been in? Never had one.
21. Are you tight with your mommy? We're good.
22. How do you like your steak cooked? Burned.
23. Do you tell your parents everything? Nah
24. Would you rather be a bird or a fish? Shark.
25. Name one fear you have: Failure.
Im back from gaza. Its been some hard fighting. I think Im gonna write an article about it someday soon.
I cant believe some people believe the shit the papers are publishing about what went down there. We did some good down there, and the residents of the south can sleep soundly for the near future.
You like to hurt me
You know that you do
You like to think in some way
That it's me and not you
(But we know that isn't true)
You like to have me
Jump and be good
But I don't want to do it
You don't know why I don't act
The way you think I should
You thought they'd make me
Behave and submit
What were you thinking
'Cause I don't forget
You don't know why
I won't give in
To hell with the pressure
I'm not caving in
You know that I got
Under your skin
You sold your soul
But I won't let you win
You talk too much
You say I do
Difference is nobody cares about you
You've got all the answers
You know everything
Why nobody asked you
It's a mystery to me
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You should believe
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You close your eyes
All well and good
I'll kick you ass
Like I said that I would
You tell them stories
They'd rather believe
Use and confuse them
They're numb and naïve
The truth is the truth hurts don't you agree
It's harder to live with the truth about you
Than to live with the lies about me
Nobody owes you
Not one god damn thing
You know where to put your
Just shut up and sing
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You chose to hurt those that love you
And not set them free
Not set them free
You chose to hurt those that love you
And not set them free
You don't need
Anybody else to be
Sorry for you
You've got no heart
You can't see
All that you've done for me
I know the reasons
You tear me apart
I cant believe some people believe the shit the papers are publishing about what went down there. We did some good down there, and the residents of the south can sleep soundly for the near future.
You like to hurt me
You know that you do
You like to think in some way
That it's me and not you
(But we know that isn't true)
You like to have me
Jump and be good
But I don't want to do it
You don't know why I don't act
The way you think I should
You thought they'd make me
Behave and submit
What were you thinking
'Cause I don't forget
You don't know why
I won't give in
To hell with the pressure
I'm not caving in
You know that I got
Under your skin
You sold your soul
But I won't let you win
You talk too much
You say I do
Difference is nobody cares about you
You've got all the answers
You know everything
Why nobody asked you
It's a mystery to me
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You should believe
You don't know who you can trust now
Or you should believe
You close your eyes
All well and good
I'll kick you ass
Like I said that I would
You tell them stories
They'd rather believe
Use and confuse them
They're numb and naïve
The truth is the truth hurts don't you agree
It's harder to live with the truth about you
Than to live with the lies about me
Nobody owes you
Not one god damn thing
You know where to put your
Just shut up and sing
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You don't know who in the hell to
Or not to believe
I'm sorry for you
Not sorry for me
You chose to hurt those that love you
And not set them free
Not set them free
You chose to hurt those that love you
And not set them free
You don't need
Anybody else to be
Sorry for you
You've got no heart
You can't see
All that you've done for me
I know the reasons
You tear me apart
Outside the wire:
The sun burns my goddamn skin every day.
I sit in shit and piss ridden cesspools for days doing recon in full body armour.
I can't shower for weeks on end.
I don't eat properly, I live off SPAM and tuna.
I can't sleep more than 2 hours a day, for days.
I know my teeth are rotting out of my head.
Sometimes I forget what it's like to use a bathroom.
While rain in the desert is considered a beautiful miracle, it's less awe-inspiring when it rains on my head and soaks me in the middle of the night.
My clothes are covered with body lice, sand fleas and other assorted hangers on.
Back on base:
My cot back at the tent is thus also covered with everyones favorite hemophages, leaving me unable to sleep at night.
I get back from 96 hours of recon duty, or more, and am immediately sent to do bitchwork in the kitchen or logistics.
Or guard duty. Lots of guard duty.
Then our Sgt. Major gets his kicks by drug testing us.
GAZA IS DEFINATELY NOT FOR LOVERS.
The sun burns my goddamn skin every day.
I sit in shit and piss ridden cesspools for days doing recon in full body armour.
I can't shower for weeks on end.
I don't eat properly, I live off SPAM and tuna.
I can't sleep more than 2 hours a day, for days.
I know my teeth are rotting out of my head.
Sometimes I forget what it's like to use a bathroom.
While rain in the desert is considered a beautiful miracle, it's less awe-inspiring when it rains on my head and soaks me in the middle of the night.
My clothes are covered with body lice, sand fleas and other assorted hangers on.
Back on base:
My cot back at the tent is thus also covered with everyones favorite hemophages, leaving me unable to sleep at night.
I get back from 96 hours of recon duty, or more, and am immediately sent to do bitchwork in the kitchen or logistics.
Or guard duty. Lots of guard duty.
Then our Sgt. Major gets his kicks by drug testing us.
GAZA IS DEFINATELY NOT FOR LOVERS.
Day after day I'm more confused
Yet I look for the light
Through the pourin' rain
You know that's a game that I hate to lose
And I'm feeling the strain
Ain't it a shame
]
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Beginning to think that I'm wasting time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
Now I'm counting on you
To carry me through
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue
The guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you're given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
Makin' me strong
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
[repeat]
Na, na, now won't ya
Won't ya take, oh ha ..take me
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Yet I look for the light
Through the pourin' rain
You know that's a game that I hate to lose
And I'm feeling the strain
Ain't it a shame
]
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Beginning to think that I'm wasting time
I don't understand the things I do
The world outside looks so unkind
Now I'm counting on you
To carry me through
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
And when my mind is free
You know a melody can move me
And when I'm feeling blue
The guitar's coming through to soothe me
Thanks for the joy that you're given me
I want you to know I believe in your song
Your rythm and rhyme and harmony
You've helped me along
Makin' me strong
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I want to get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
[repeat]
Na, na, now won't ya
Won't ya take, oh ha ..take me
I should have known then things were never that simple. Yeah, when I think of Maureen, I think of two things, asphalt and trouble.
Fuck intelligence, I was born to be a fighter.
Im back in the shit.
890 forever.
Fuck intelligence, I was born to be a fighter.
Im back in the shit.
890 forever.
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