The end is never the end.That is all.
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Somebody's BluesClose of daySomebody's Blues
After the sun's burned its alkaline path through the dead sky Much like the poison between my fingers There's still a wound that's always bleeding That draws out memories of forgotten days Hospital beds, and spider-like machines That hold up the drained remains
The news doesn't hit me hard; it shouldn't But at the end of the day, there's still a cigarette Softly burning on the edge And smoke whispered out between pale lips That I pray will be there when I return
I've gone back to being the crash-test dummy Who can't even put out a c
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Setting Fire"We are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world."Setting Fire
We speak in tongues of a new age Drowning out the ancient with volleys of obscenities, silencing all oppression We listen to what we want to hear We disregard it We display skepticism en masse And we're no longer sure exactly what There is to be believe in these days
We stand tall and proud amongst the masses Smoking cheap cigarettes and doing laundry in our downtime We're the only breadwinners we've ever known We break our backs for minimum wage Just to keep going a little longer &nb
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UntitledThe worst of our journeys were over before they started. Before we were even able to remember them. In all honesty, I can imagine no worse a Hell than watching helplessly through bleary eyes as you're ripped outward from what you've come to know as home, weak limbs flailing wildly. Wait a moment. That all sounds horribly familiar. ...is it?Untitled
Of course it is. They tell me it's "just a part of growing up".
And somewhere, between glowing iPod screens and taping songs off the radio, between the bad burgers and cheap booze, we achieved something. We were the ones who pulled over to watch a barn burn in the dist
by ~NotAFake
Monstersit'd be a good day to die if any of us could imagine any particular reason whyMonsters
apocalyptic, we're counting the days, hyp-ocalyptic, we count the ways we could drag our tongue across that good old all-american sugar cube and hope to savour a little of what's left.
we heard the sound of truth over the horizon and we ran.
...of course we did. like skittish puppies, we perked our ears because we could hear that this is only &
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| My name is Kevin. I am 20 years old. I am not a coward, a liar, or a thief. I am cynical, but I am romantic. I am moody. I do not believe in God, and in fact vehemently argue His lack of existence at every opportunity. I also don't believe in fate; I'm an existentialist to the core. I have no faith in humanity. If anything, I believe us to be a disease. I am a second-year Bachelor of Arts student at Laurentian University. I am majoring in English Literature. I am the first person in my family to attend a university. I love my friends. I care deeply for anyone I've taken a liking to. I am sometimes very loud. I am sometimes very quiet. I enjoy arguing and debating. I have a deep appreciation for dark and intelligent humour and irony. I am known for my often brutal honesty. I can, at times, be a mean and vulgar asshole. But I have enough of a conscience to almost always regret it. I enoy drinking, and being drunk. More than this, I enjoy marijuana, and advocate its use/legalisation. I have enough knowledge of marijuana to intelligently advocate its use/legalisation. I intend to carefully experiment with several substances throughout my life. Because there is nothing to be afraid of, if you're smart enough. I enjoy metal shows, and moshing. I am very slowly beginning to accept and refine my talent for writing. My writing is more often about style and underlying meanings rather than plot. In short, I am like everyone else, and I am like no one else. I hope to leave a lasting impact on every person I meet. "Embrace this moment, remember, we are eternal, all this pain is an illusion." - Tool |
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- Current Residence: Kingston/Sudbury, ON
- Interests: Reading, writing, music, drinking, smoking weed, etc.
- Favourite movie: Too many to list.
- Favourite band or musician: Too many.
- Favourite genre of music: Everything but country.
- Favourite artist: Alex Pardee, Chet Zar, etc.
- Favourite poet or writer: Many.
- Favourite cartoon character: Eric Cartman
- Tools of the Trade: A pencil and paper.
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