Well, I have reached new levels of depravity.
I just heard my most recent ex-girlfriend was killed in a car accident. There was a time that I loved this girl more than everyone else in my life combined, and there was a time she loved me. She ended up fucking this other guy behind my back, instead of showing one ounce of sympathy, she was oh so pround of her betrayal and deceptions. Even that I may have forgiven, but every couple months she would send me hate mail, rubbing my nose in it ferther. I know its really fucked up, but I am sooooo fucking happy. I want to get a pair of tap shoes and dance a fucking jig on this bitchs grave. I have been unable to trust or even get close to anyone in almost two years. Freedom comes in strange forms.
The other girl I have been talking about isn't for me. She says she dosen't have the money to pay her rent, but every night all the money she has is going up her nose, plus she has been out with a different guy every night since the night I hung out with her. I don't need that drama.
Welcome to my world
And the burning of the embers
Slowly down inside
I will keep you warm this darkness
As the ashes die
I will call your soul in winter
I will keep you mine
I will call your soul and winter
As the ashes die
I will keep you broke and splintered
I will keep you tight
I will keep you cold and dark
Till the end of time
And the soul is slowly seeping
As the years go by
Will you keep me cold and darkened
Till the end of time
I will keep you safe from summer
I will be entwined
I will keep you cold and darkened
Till the end of time
I will kiss your burning embers
I will watch them die
I will watch your soul escaping
As the ashes fly
I just heard my most recent ex-girlfriend was killed in a car accident. There was a time that I loved this girl more than everyone else in my life combined, and there was a time she loved me. She ended up fucking this other guy behind my back, instead of showing one ounce of sympathy, she was oh so pround of her betrayal and deceptions. Even that I may have forgiven, but every couple months she would send me hate mail, rubbing my nose in it ferther. I know its really fucked up, but I am sooooo fucking happy. I want to get a pair of tap shoes and dance a fucking jig on this bitchs grave. I have been unable to trust or even get close to anyone in almost two years. Freedom comes in strange forms.
The other girl I have been talking about isn't for me. She says she dosen't have the money to pay her rent, but every night all the money she has is going up her nose, plus she has been out with a different guy every night since the night I hung out with her. I don't need that drama.
Welcome to my world
And the burning of the embers
Slowly down inside
I will keep you warm this darkness
As the ashes die
I will call your soul in winter
I will keep you mine
I will call your soul and winter
As the ashes die
I will keep you broke and splintered
I will keep you tight
I will keep you cold and dark
Till the end of time
And the soul is slowly seeping
As the years go by
Will you keep me cold and darkened
Till the end of time
I will keep you safe from summer
I will be entwined
I will keep you cold and darkened
Till the end of time
I will kiss your burning embers
I will watch them die
I will watch your soul escaping
As the ashes fly
Hello SG.
This would be another rant from me, because the week wasen't really that great, but lastnight made up for it. The girl I've been talking about was giving me the cold shoulder all week. I found out that she dosen't live far from me, so I invited her over to watch a movie. We ended up talking and making out till 4 A.M., then I walked her home. I don't know where this will end up, but I can't wait to find out.
Update.....
Now i'm back to being totally fucking confused. I had today off work, and this dude stops over saying he has a few extra tickets to a baceball game. Him, this girl I hung out with lastnight, myself, and we met someone else we knew up there. She and I go off to smoke, and she tells me she likes this other dude Josh we work with. Later, she tells me she likes me, because I listen to what she has to say, and actually give a shit about her. My responce was to date us both and figure it out. She dosen't want to do that. I hate these little bullshit games, and i'm almost ready to wash my hands of it, befor it gets started, but for some stupid reason I still really like this girl, fucking goddamnit.
This would be another rant from me, because the week wasen't really that great, but lastnight made up for it. The girl I've been talking about was giving me the cold shoulder all week. I found out that she dosen't live far from me, so I invited her over to watch a movie. We ended up talking and making out till 4 A.M., then I walked her home. I don't know where this will end up, but I can't wait to find out.
Update.....
Now i'm back to being totally fucking confused. I had today off work, and this dude stops over saying he has a few extra tickets to a baceball game. Him, this girl I hung out with lastnight, myself, and we met someone else we knew up there. She and I go off to smoke, and she tells me she likes this other dude Josh we work with. Later, she tells me she likes me, because I listen to what she has to say, and actually give a shit about her. My responce was to date us both and figure it out. She dosen't want to do that. I hate these little bullshit games, and i'm almost ready to wash my hands of it, befor it gets started, but for some stupid reason I still really like this girl, fucking goddamnit.
Well, I went out with the girl from my pevious post lastnight, and I really think I blew it at the end, no pun intended.
She, I, and this other dude from work went out for some drinks. I had a few drinks in me, and told her I always thought she was pretty, but didn't start liking her till I talked to her, and every time I do, I like her more. No bullshit, just pure truth. Things were moving along famously, and more drinks, other subsistences, and more drinks. We decide we are going to go to this other bar. Within a few min. of being there, I know i'm going to puke. So, I spent the next hour in the bathroom retching my guts out, the owners of the place kicked me the fuck out, they are all heart. My buddy from work drove me home, and the girl stayed there with a friend of hers. I woke up passed out on my bathroom floor.
A fucking perfect night
Anyone still think I have a chance in hell with the girl ?
She, I, and this other dude from work went out for some drinks. I had a few drinks in me, and told her I always thought she was pretty, but didn't start liking her till I talked to her, and every time I do, I like her more. No bullshit, just pure truth. Things were moving along famously, and more drinks, other subsistences, and more drinks. We decide we are going to go to this other bar. Within a few min. of being there, I know i'm going to puke. So, I spent the next hour in the bathroom retching my guts out, the owners of the place kicked me the fuck out, they are all heart. My buddy from work drove me home, and the girl stayed there with a friend of hers. I woke up passed out on my bathroom floor.
A fucking perfect night
Anyone still think I have a chance in hell with the girl ?
There is this girl at work that i'm really starting to like. She only works two days a week, because she has another job. When she comes around I turn into good humor man, and can always make her laugh and smile. We were joking around tonight again. I've asked her out twice now, and she keeps eluding me. I haven't gotten a yes, no, fuck off and die scum, only a coy smile and more flirting/jokes. I'm 31 years old and still don't understand these creatures, its fucking frustrating, and a turn on all at the same time. The chase is fun reguardless I guess.
This is a fucking killer song.
Lamb of God
For Your Malice
I'll cut the words from your mouth
You'll never speak my name again.
Locked up and sold the fuck out
Don't think you won't see me again.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.
This is a homicide daydream
I won't waste my hate on you.
All that you've claimed not to be
Has now come to define you.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of regret
Twice for your envy
Three times when I take you away.
Turn on my heels
And spit apathy on this bridge you have burnt.
Feast on my own blood
I'll drain myself to sleep.
I'll rise from death to knife this beast
These last regrets the one I keep.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.
This is a fucking killer song.
Lamb of God
For Your Malice
I'll cut the words from your mouth
You'll never speak my name again.
Locked up and sold the fuck out
Don't think you won't see me again.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.
This is a homicide daydream
I won't waste my hate on you.
All that you've claimed not to be
Has now come to define you.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of regret
Twice for your envy
Three times when I take you away.
Turn on my heels
And spit apathy on this bridge you have burnt.
Feast on my own blood
I'll drain myself to sleep.
I'll rise from death to knife this beast
These last regrets the one I keep.
It'll come back three times
Once in the name of deceit
Twice for your malice
Three times when I take you away.
New NIN bitches !!
Been researching my family tree, and its totaly comsuming, and interesting. I can only find info on my french background so far, its like all my other family never existed, but i've traced my last name (Guyon) back to the year 1033. Some famous people have come from this blood line, maybe abit distant, and removed from myself, but they are there all the same.
Alexandre Dumas - Author of "The Count of Monte Cristo"
Louis Pasteur - Microbiologist and Chemist who invented pasteurization
Hockey player Maurice "Rocket" Richard
James Matthew Barrie - wrote the stories of Peter Pan and The Lost Boys
Tom Landry - Football player, head coach
A few Prime Ministers of Canada
and now for my personal favs
Jack Kerouac - Beatnik writer
James Dean - Actor
Jean Jacques Rousseau - French philosopher, who was highly influential in the French revolution
In my search I found a first name I really like, Mathurin.
This mite be boring to some, but not to me, so if you don't like it you can fuck right off
Oh, I was sent home from work yesterday in 48min. I think thats a personal best
I'm planning to take that place down from within like Rousseau 
Been researching my family tree, and its totaly comsuming, and interesting. I can only find info on my french background so far, its like all my other family never existed, but i've traced my last name (Guyon) back to the year 1033. Some famous people have come from this blood line, maybe abit distant, and removed from myself, but they are there all the same.
Alexandre Dumas - Author of "The Count of Monte Cristo"
Louis Pasteur - Microbiologist and Chemist who invented pasteurization
Hockey player Maurice "Rocket" Richard
James Matthew Barrie - wrote the stories of Peter Pan and The Lost Boys
Tom Landry - Football player, head coach
A few Prime Ministers of Canada
and now for my personal favs
Jack Kerouac - Beatnik writer
James Dean - Actor
Jean Jacques Rousseau - French philosopher, who was highly influential in the French revolution
In my search I found a first name I really like, Mathurin.
This mite be boring to some, but not to me, so if you don't like it you can fuck right off
Oh, I was sent home from work yesterday in 48min. I think thats a personal best
I'm planning to take that place down from within like Rousseau This new layout is sloooooooow. I haven't been able to log on in a few days, not that I have anything new and exciting to say.
How are all of you ?
How are all of you ?
Just got back from the Lamb of God show, fucking sic.
I wolen't be able to talk for a day or two, but it was well worth it. Screaming my head off at metal shows is the only thing that keeps me sane. I've been a metalhead while some of these kids were still in their daddys sack. I guess that means i'm getting old, oh fucking well, now get off my lawn !!
I wolen't be able to talk for a day or two, but it was well worth it. Screaming my head off at metal shows is the only thing that keeps me sane. I've been a metalhead while some of these kids were still in their daddys sack. I guess that means i'm getting old, oh fucking well, now get off my lawn !!
I keep putting off updating till i'm in a good mood, but that seems like it will be futile.
I went from working 12 hours a week to working 50. They fired this one dude we had working in the kitchen, who was a complete fuck up, But hired someone new that is even worse. There is only one word to describe my co-workers....inept.
I did see 300 last week. Good flick.
I think I found a local tattoo artist, that I mite get some ink from. I know four people he has tattooed, it all looks tight.
Other than that life fucking sucks, and i'm tring to hate it all away.
I went from working 12 hours a week to working 50. They fired this one dude we had working in the kitchen, who was a complete fuck up, But hired someone new that is even worse. There is only one word to describe my co-workers....inept.
I did see 300 last week. Good flick.
I think I found a local tattoo artist, that I mite get some ink from. I know four people he has tattooed, it all looks tight.
Other than that life fucking sucks, and i'm tring to hate it all away.
I haven't been much for words lately, and that streak will now continue. Here is a song instead of my normaly scheduled rant.
Dogma by KMFDM
All we want is a headrush
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while
We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything
Anything we want anyway...
We used to hate people
Now we just make fun of them
It's more effective that way
We don't live
We just scratch on day to day
With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets
And all we are waiting for is for something worth waiting for
Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve
Let's stop saying "Don't quote me" because if no one quotes you
You probably haven't said a thing worth saying
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
We all just want to die a little bit
We fear that pop-culture is the only culture we're ever going to have
We want to stop reading magazines
Stop watching T.V.
Stop caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the things we hate
We don't run Washington and no one really does
Ask not what you can do for your country
Ask what your country did to you
The only reason you're still alive is because someone
Has decided to let you live
We owe so much money we're not broke we're broken
We're so poor we can't even pay attention
So what do you want?
You want to be famous and rich and happy
But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world
Nothing to say and no way to say it
But you can say it in three languages
You are more than the sum of what you consume
Desire is not an occupation
You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Skyhigh and fucked
Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves
Let's stop this and start over
Let's go out - let's keep going
This is your life - this is your fucking life
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
Quit whining you haven't done anything wrong because frankly
You haven't done much of anything
Someone's writing down your mistakes
Someone's documenting your downfall
Dogma by KMFDM
All we want is a headrush
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while
We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything
Anything we want anyway...
We used to hate people
Now we just make fun of them
It's more effective that way
We don't live
We just scratch on day to day
With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets
And all we are waiting for is for something worth waiting for
Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve
Let's stop saying "Don't quote me" because if no one quotes you
You probably haven't said a thing worth saying
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
We all just want to die a little bit
We fear that pop-culture is the only culture we're ever going to have
We want to stop reading magazines
Stop watching T.V.
Stop caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the things we hate
We don't run Washington and no one really does
Ask not what you can do for your country
Ask what your country did to you
The only reason you're still alive is because someone
Has decided to let you live
We owe so much money we're not broke we're broken
We're so poor we can't even pay attention
So what do you want?
You want to be famous and rich and happy
But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world
Nothing to say and no way to say it
But you can say it in three languages
You are more than the sum of what you consume
Desire is not an occupation
You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Skyhigh and fucked
Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves
Let's stop this and start over
Let's go out - let's keep going
This is your life - this is your fucking life
We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside
Quit whining you haven't done anything wrong because frankly
You haven't done much of anything
Someone's writing down your mistakes
Someone's documenting your downfall
