uh oh... its been a while. i really you all. why doesnt anyone leave any love anymore??? ill be getting back on more regularly now. hit me up lovlies

okay, im quite tired of everyone becoming pissed at ,e for not calling them or returning phone calls or whatever. truth of the matter is, if i dont have your number MEMORIZED, you havent received a phone call in a lil while. my fuckin screen to my cell phone is broken, its nothing but black when i look at it. i cant look for peoples numbers, i cant check voicemail, i cant send text messages, and im also finding out that text messages i sent out two weeks ago are just finally finding their homes. so please hang in there. i dont hate anyone nor do i want anyone mad at me. if i see you on here we will talk. and as soon as i can get my phone fixed i will call people. i love you all. leave me messages and let me know you didnt stop loving me.

Jay

a couple things...

so at work today, my manager called me into his office to have a talk. i've been locksmithing for about 5 years now. and all of a sudden, even though i gave up my piercings, covered my tattoos, and tuck in my shirt everyday and do good work, he told me i need to shave my head or find a new job... the catch, ive had this mohawk for two weeks, and ive had plenty of outrageous haircuts in the past. now its New job, or new hair. fuck this place...

next...

muh birthday is friday. thank you very much. im getting old. 23 anos. bleh. i want a new nike endorsement, my other contract ran out. im poor.

next...

Crazy is THE hottness. thank you.

next...

muh band is working on some awesome double cd action very influenced by pink floyds "the wall". but industrial sound still. and we got a new video. www.myspace.com/dioxis.

next...

i love new testimonials. i hope for them more than comments, so please...yeah

next...

my myspace is crazy. you add, you comment, you message, you love www.myspace.com/krisskross

next...

Crazy is still hotter than your mom.

next...peace out homies

theres some shit i need to get off my chest. and i wrote a song about it. its about this person, that i have grown fond of. ive known alot of people and met alot of great people who deserve more in life than what they have. and i want to give this to someone special...

Verse 1:
You don't know pain, even if it hit you,
you don't know the things she goes through,
the physical, the mental,
the meds the shots and the hospital

Verse 2:
I do believe, i've fallen in,
I want to help, the best I can,
I want her, to live life, just like me,
I want her to be pain free,
I want nothing else, Then to hold her tight,
I want god to make things right,
But I don't think, He's listening,
I don't believe, That he hears me

Bridge:
Pain...
Do you believe,
Do you believe, in god above,
Pain...
Do you believe,
Do you think, she should,
Pain...
If its a test,
She's still here, and hasn't lost
Pain...
God I ask,
Please, back the fuck off

Chorus:
But pain,
you just relax,
Just sit there,
Try to ignore,
Look at the pictures,
Its captured pain,
I can feel it,
Through my veins,
The hurt she has,
The pain she goes through,
I wish I, could take it away,
So she could... start over new,
She could live like me and you,
Everyday,
Take the drugs away,
Take the meds away,
Take the pain away...


Floyd Jay Dalton Jr. December 23rd 2006

song at www.myspace.com/dioxis

so i was on my bands myspace... yes my band... some of the suicide girls here like my band... but i got some e-mail from another band called ego likeness, they're record label is interested in us and they want us to send one of our full length LP's as a demo. that shit would be tight right? i love music and i love suicide girls... what else is there to live for. oh and i dyed my hair again and got a haircut and my goatee is growing out again... i think i want to get more tattoos. aww fuck. the excitement. fuck i need not to ramble... lots of love guys, check out my band and let me know what you think


www.myspace.com/dioxis

so my dad called last night and was like "where are you?", and i was like "at home" so he stopped by. then he's like," let me see your arm" i thought that was weird but i said ok and showed him, i thought he wanted to see if my new tatts were done healing. he looked and was like, "let me see the other arm", i showed him. "whats that?" he asked... he pointed to the inside of my elbow (the crease? i guess). there was a cut there that is in the process of healing, and it looks like i stuck myself with a heroin needle... so i looked at him and was like, "don't worry, i dont do that shit...i have the word sober tattooed on me, why would you even think that?" he was like, "im not worried, your little brother is, he saw it on thanksgiving and cried when you left because he thought you were doing drugs... he looks up to you ya know" then my dad walked away. i just sat there.

wow, im a role model too.