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Name: Zach
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Wichita
Birthday: 6/12/1988
Gender: Male


Interests: Girls, Soccer, Partying
Expertise: I do what I do


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AIM: vctakinbaksunday
Yahoo: vcsoccer06@yahoo.com


Member Since: 12/14/2004

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I said relax motherfucker, I'm from Wichita.
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Shit Happenes When You Party Naked
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<3 jack's mannequin..
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you like taking back sunday? lets make out!
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Thursday, November 15, 2007

I miss you so damn much

My eyes burn bloodshot from staring at this blank screen wondering how you live with yourself. I may have closed the door but you locked it.  This is all my fault how dare I blame my own shortcomings on your perfect being.  Your grace is divine and my doubt heresy. My stomach turns and blood churns when I think of you exchanging pillow muffled moans.  It was supposed to be me don’t you see.  I go insane without your touch my lunacy has no bounds.  My moods move so quickly I can hardly keep up with which boy you choice tonight.  I pray for revenge for this battle of losing fights.  There is no upside to this anger, can’t you see you’re killing me!  If only you could spare me now you’d know what a beaten, broken man looks like.  I realize now you won’t stop me as I walk out that door.  You took everything from me and left from here I have nothing.  There is nothing I can say it’s over.  MY LIFE IS CRASHING BEFORE MY EYES


Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Currently Listening
In Defense of the Genre
By Say Anything
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Misery is the building block of all great inspiration

I don’t live with regrets, I live with the want to relive the moments that possess me through my every waking moment

This is the ramblings of a tired soul lost on the Atlantic.  Nothing seems right I feel as if I am flowing through time with an absence of thought.  I’m far from reason without a map and speeding into chaos.  I can feel myself change, I don’t know what I’ve become but there is no other way.  On this one way road known as life I’m just a hitchhiker waiting for another weary traveler to accompany me.  A journey we will embark on to find something real, without question, it will be the only thing that has or ever will matter.  Until then I’m here…Wondering aimlessly




Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Cheater

You had your head so far in the clouds,

Your feet were barely touching the ground.

Maybe that’s why you couldn’t see,

What was in front of your eyes.

I never stayed true to you

This distance has caused secrets

And you pretend you never knew

Everything I do is full of regrets

 

Another

This will just be another weekend

Another day I wish we hadn’t met

Just another mind full of regret

Another love song is what ill send

 

Why is it always just another heart break?

Always another girl I’ll never see again

Another night where its not love we make

Not just another routine night of sin





So this is what happens when you have a laptop without internet on a long car ride


Sunday, January 08, 2006

Second Chances Are Made For The Movies




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