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Name: Joey Country: United States State: Ohio Metro: Findlay Birthday: 12/1/1987 Gender: Male
Interests: What's your favorite song right now?
"Save Me Sorrow" by: Bullets and Octane and "I've got a dark alley and a bad i dea that you should shut your mouth" by: Fall Out Boy
Music:
Anything and everything. except that newer "pop country" crap. I HATE IT.
Movies:
horror films that make you think. SAW 2 fricken rocks. if you've seen it you know what i'm talking, if you haven't seen it...GO SEE IT...so you will also know what i'm talking about.
Books:
Dan Brown(The DaVinci Code) and Chuck Palaniuhk(the author of Fight Club)
Colleges:
i want to go to Rhodes State, or The Art Institute of Chicago, and i dont know where i want to go to get my teaching degree.
Experiences:
haha. too many. most stupid and dangerous. but i have had a few pretty good ones.
Pets:
i have a cat. his name is Rucifer.
Quotes:
*And yet again we sit back and watch as the idiocracy of human nature destroys all,...It is SOO beautiful.*
TV:
I don't watch T.V. except for CSI:L Expertise: Umm... I do a lot of art. Mainly painting. I love painting. I love art so hardcore. And lately, because of my friend Casey. I started writing poetry. Which is why i am making this site. Occupation: Artist Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me Website: visit my website AIM: Treuloser Damon Yahoo: Col_Joeseff_Corpse
Member Since:
11/13/2005
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| ...Hmm...Love...My One And Only,
You Are,
My Dream.
Hanging. For the next kiss. That next touch. That next cute glance from you. I love the way you love me. With your very heart and soul. You make my heart beat. You're the blood in my veins. Giving me life. The very essence of it. Love. Pure love. Untainted. Beautiful. God himself is jealous of us. And all that we have. Every breath I take. Must be a gift. Because it's one more. That I get to spend with you. You. So amazing. So wonderful. So colorful and beautiful. The way you make me feel. ... Priceless. I could want no more. Than what I have with you. You're everything I need. And more. More then I can imagine. I love you. And I'll say it again. I love you. I promise you. My sacrament is you. I hope that you know that. I have not but one dream. And that is you. I know that dream won't die. I love you.
H.P.H.M. | | |
| ...I Don't Even Know...From My Point of View It's Always the Same
Outside. Watching the world. Watching the people march by. Their lives a daily routine. Got to school. Or got to work. Come home. Eat. Sleep. It's off to bed. For tomorrow holds the same. Winter. Spring. Summer. Fall. People walking by. Day in and day out. And there's nothing I can say. Nothing I can do. Because no one. Atleast no one in their right mind. Will listen to a shoe. All the same. It's so mundane. Watching them as they go. Every now and then I see a new face. But it's only because they are just passing through.. It's okay though. I could be being walked on. And worn down. Instead I can only be seen. Hanging around. Weathering the weather. Watching the people as they pass. Pass without knowing. Without ever understanding. Ever comprehending. Comprehending the blink of time that is their lives. But. Like before. There is nothing I can say. Nothing I can do. Because no one in their right mind. Will listen to a shoe. For from my point of view. It's all always the same. My point of view. Hanging from this powerline. By my strings.
~Sudo-Emo~ | | |
| ...Geezus Fucking Christ...Are You Completely
Fucking Retarded,
or Just Partially
Do people really call this living. I don't believe it is. Pathetic. We live to not offend. How offensive. Live how you want. Do what you will. Offend someone. Set yourself free. Why should you oppress yourself? Nigger. Spic. Gook. Cracker. Chink. Slut. Cunt. Whore. Asshole. Prick. Meaningless words. Oh my sweet unholy fucking jesus. Did that offend you? Unholy jesus. Quick ask me if I care. I don't. Fuck you. Offended? Why? I can't comprehend the obvious handicap of your thinking. Words are words. Why let them effect you? Get fucked. Stupid ass. "Oh my heavenly father; he called me a name." Would you rather I punch you in the face? Slit your throat? Assualt or insult. Your choice. Which do you prefer? An "Oh my god, he called me a name," or a casket? I don't understand you people. Offended by words. Letters placed together. Get over it. Don't let it bother you. Fucker.
~Sudo-Emo~
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| ...GET FUCKED...Decaying Waste of Carbon
Bitch. My contempt for you overbears me. I hate you. Lying for attention. A fucking child's game. That you don't play well. Your lies leave holes. Disgustingly transparent. I want you to know. I hope your lies become truths. So you can taste the pain of your attention needs. Is it worth it? Can't you feel the pain you put the ones you call your friends through? Fuck you. I said it. FUCK YOU. Others. Maybe ones more sympathetic to you. May think I'm being overdramatic. But I will not tolerate your stupidity. I do not believe yours. Or any lie. To be justified. Lying to impress. Lying for attention. Lying to get someone back. How ignorant. Your ignorance is impressive. I will give you that. Your lack of thought. I find it sickly entertaining. I laugh at you. I want you to know. Not a kind word have I said. Since I told you to go. Your lies make you worthless. Your existance does no one any good. Not any good at all. So crawl. No. Slither. Yes. If you will. Slither like the first liar. To hell. From whence your lies have oozed. From hell to your head. From your head to your foolish tongue. And your tongue just wags and wags. Your existance is expendible. For you are a tool. A tool of pain and tragedy. Used against your own kind. And you seem to care not. Which makes it worse. So apologize not. For your wormtongue squirms still. I hate you. My contempt for you overbears me. Bitch.
By.~Sudo-Emo~. | | |
| Roses are Red, Violets are Fucking Blue...
Im trying to write. To write. Write what? Writing words, That seem so meaning less. I can't put them together. At least together to Explain. Explain. Explain the way I feel. Like Flying? No. Nowhere Close. I can't find the words. God Damnit. What can I say? To come close to explain. The Way I feel. It can't be done. No word Exist. Not to my knowledge. To explain my love for you. The Way you feel against my skin. When your laying next to me. Comforts beyond belief. When you look at me. When you comb your hand through my hair. When you kiss me. I feel your love for me. In your very being. I hope you feel the same from me. That's what i'm trying to say. In the simplest words. I love you. But that still doesn't explain. It Can't. Love. Times Infinity. Taken to the depths of forever. Theres a glimpse of what i'm talking about. But That's still just a glimpse. I don't know how to describe it any better than that. I'm Sorry. But I love you doesn't cut it. It doesn't even come close. To the way I feel for you.
~Sudo-Emo~ | | |
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