pirateprince

I'll never find someone who wants to tie me up and cut me...

File under I wanna cry and kung fu something til my knuckles bleed.

Oh my god I just saw my favorite girl of all time at the goodwill. She was like white hippie chique, with one of those Nefertiti arm bands and all this jewelry, but I was with my mom and everyone rushed me and uggggh... well it's a small city, purrrhaps I'll see her again, and purrrhaps we'll have babies. File under: Missed Summer Romance, regret...
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Being punk isn't about sucking at your instrument, being stupid, or being an asshole. It's about your unique vision and doing it yourself. That is all. I'm so tired of stupid drunk punks. Being an alcoholic is a fail at life. You have failed completely so you drown pathetic sorrows and think everyone else should. You have pimples on your dick you stupid wanna be...
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There are 2 kinds of people, those who know I can maneuver around them on my skateboard, and those who just jump in front of me erratically, and cause an accident. I have plowed down a few people in my day, but today it was some tiny 14 year old girl, so I sacrificed myself and almost broke my camera in the process. It was...
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There are so many lame people in alive nowadays, it's really hard to find the ones who are genuine, brilliant, accepting, not afraid to express love, or give praise.

It's like some people wanna keep others in their closed minded low confidence trap/nightmare.

Fuck that. Do what you want. You gotta go thru some shit to be a leader and make your own path, but...
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People were being downright despicable in the SG chat lastnight. Not like I care about internet shit talkers, but it was about the most ignorant, homophobic, and closed minded chat. One mean person after another. Men and women. What are these people like in real life? It was pretty sad and uninspiring to say the least, considering I've long been a respected member of this...
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I don't have children, but if I did, I'd be sober 94% of the time. A real man does that for his family.

It rains too much and Detroit sucks, so I wrote a poem about it.

This storm of sadness
I dance in drops of despair
my shadow, a drenched facade
puddles of worthless reflection
I could dance without a care
But you'll cry
you'll die without me
So I suffer the storm
I've forgotten when we were warm.

Im staying in Detroit til it gets cold... let's make some lovin happen.

ahhh Fuck!