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Name: Brian
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Wichita
Birthday: 9/20/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Breakdowns. My Chemical Romance. Sweatbands. Apathy. You. Rock Shows. Pirating. Cigarette Burns.
Stars. Mix Tapes. Cartoons. Addiction. Exact Change. Porn. Being in the right place at the wrong time. The Stage. The Vines. School Shootings. Hawthorne Heights. Sex. Nirvana. Guns and Chocolate. Speakers. Radio. Thrift Stores. Paint By Numbers. Daphne Loves Derby. Emo. Coheed and Cambria. Dieing. Nine Inch Nails. Failure. Beer Bong. Boxcar Racer. Senses Fail. Killswitch Engage. Bowling For Soup. 15 Minutes Late .E-Mizzle. F.I.A.D . A new Tomorrow. Waking up laughing. Putting guns to my head. Knowing what scares you the most. The stale smoke in your hair. Not fitting in. Delaying trains. Hoodies, i like to hide. Skateboards. Naked girls. Friends, the ones that arent fake. Passing Periods. Railroad Crossings. Weezer. Guitar. Blood Red Summer. Fucking Up.
Expertise: failing, breaking down, attempting suicide and failing. Its a repeating cycle.
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Member Since:
9/2/2004
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| DONT WORRY ITS JUST ANOTHER SAD BLOGDon't degrade yourself the way I do
because you don't depend on all the shit that I use
to makemy moods improve.
Near a sea of pianos,
there were waves of chords that crashed against the
shore in one huge and useless roar.
And there were girls bringing water, like a dream they
came to cure the fever of my brain,
and soothe my burning throat.
And they made me a
necklace, hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets, and placed it round my neck and
they were singing, Don't you do what you've wanted to. Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those
cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your
constant need for proof.
i have nothing good to say. im burned out, im drunk, i just woke up, and i have nothing to look forward to for the rest of the day. NO FUCK THAT i have nothing to look forward to until august. You know what it feels like? You know how it is to have nothing after youve just lost the world? Do you even give a damn? Ill fight like hell to hide that im giving up. | | |
| But me
I'm a single cell On a serpents tongue
There's a muddy field where a garden was
and I'm glad you got away
But I'm still stuck out here
my clothes are soaking wet
from your brother's tears
and I never thought this life was possible
you're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for
The end of paralysis, I was a statuette
Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench
And when I press the keys
It all gets reversed
The sound of loneliness makes me happier.
but yeah. east wichita is pretty cool. if you like the whole being bored all the time thing.
but i keep hangin on.
FUCK YOU HAYSVILLE | | |
| How about a followupIm sick and tired of being sick and tired.
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| Im shutting down my xanga after this post.
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| I miss the old days. Thats right i said it. i was going through
comments on my old posts and this is what i came up with...and it made
me realize how good we used to have it.
remember the time we were at your brothers house(new years) and we
decided to walk around and shoot stuff with that b-b-gun. well we were
shooting stuff and you wanted to pistol whip that car window, so you
did and it broke your gun and didnt harm the window. so we went back
with the cro-bar and busted the hell out of the window then run back to
your brothers. we got back drank some more then went out for a smoke
and came back in and mark had a boner, so you hit him with the pool
noodle thing. then we told him it was 2:00pm and he got up and ran
around with his boner strait up for a while, then looked at his watch
and said "fuck you guys, im going back to sleep. its only 8:00am" so he
went to sleep and we sat there and kept drinking . i love you kid, lets
get drunk. wait, i quit drinking, lets break some windows sometime
Posted 3/3/2005 at 9:34 PM by skaterofvolcom - delete - block user
member on new years when mark had a BONER and you guys were taking
pictures of him and you hit him really hard with that blow up pool
thing.
goodwill trying on horrible, horribbbllee womens clothing. I don't know, I thought it made your tits look extravagent.
And here, may be the best one..
the walk by oranging how we drove and drove and
drove passing by the fucking place cus it had a big ass BINGO!! sign on
the fuckin front (don't say that shit wasn't confusing) and i was
scared cus the black guys.. ya know and we threw a firecracker and
those niggas RAN!
and.. how all the amicos are ARABIAN... and how marks car has orange peel on it for lke two weeks.
how good i am at karoking to britney spears and how pissed I am that they got that shit on tape.
at the skate-fu with the chick with the ARMPIT HAIRR... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHH!!! and speaking of things at the park member josh (the .. slow
one) how we got him to go home and make HUSHPUPPIES and he brought them
back and Negro-Porn. and people were actually LOOKING at it!!! u know u
were.. haa..
and how knate like took a piss right there in the middle of the sidewalk and everyone was like WATCH OUT. PISS.
ha fuck ill think of more later. we should get our nipples peirced. deal?
i fuckin love you
Posted 3/3/2005 at 10:49 PM by Romancexx__BleedsAway - delete - block user
You want a memory, okay. Let's start with first grade when we first
met. My gang would always fight yours at Recess (everyday). Gardually
we became friends at about 3rd grade and 4th grade we created the
"Flying Monkeys" (hahaha). We kept that little gang til 5th grade. 6th
Grade we didn't talk much. Actually we didn't talk much until 9th
grade. But then we started skating together with Ax and everyone. This
year, we hung-out at that concert at the park where Kyle knocked you
down and I was the only one that stood up for you and backed you up.
Kyle's a big guy but he hurt one of my friends so I got in his face
with no fear. We've been kewl this whole time since. And now that I
just went through my little "episode", I have seen that you are true
friend by coming and seeing me right after I got back. Thanks Brian.
You don't know how much that means to me. Peace out...
Posted 3/3/2005 at 7:36 PM by XtremePyro24 - delete - block user
Now what the fuck happened?
Trinity Damn Mullin- Why are we hanging out every second of the day,
why arent we doing the stupidest shit like taping purple ducks in the
middle of seneca and watching people hit it. What happened? we
used to look out for each other, we used to get drunk together and have
those talks..the kind of talks where nothing makes sense but it sounds
inspirational. Why dont we go get toast anymore? I know you dont have
much time left in haysville, and it depresses me, i worked hard to get
you back...why dont you find somewhere to stay? Cant you find another
way? i miss you.
Emma- I dont even know what to say...one day everything was fine and
the the next everything just..died out. Maybe weve both changed to
much... I miss everyting we used to have, the late night talks,
the music we listened to together, hanging out at marks, or trinitys,
or my brothers, you coming out of nowhere and hugging me at school...i
miss that. and the worst part of all of it is i know that itll never be
the same...your going to a new school, we are hanging out with
different crowds, we never talk on the phone, your never online...maybe
we both just gave up. thats not okay. i miss you.
Nate- Why did you have to move? You were a brother to me, an di know
you wil probably never read this because your fucking in jail but i
just wanted to let you know that i miss you...and everyone does.
life isnt fair... Im sick of things changing on me, if we had it so
great back then then why did we let it change? We could of fixed this.
Is it wrong to feel this way? every hour in these days, every minute every second, every sunrise every sunset, i miss you.
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