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mierable at best.

Miserable at Best - Music Video

canada.

so instead of new ipswich we have come to canada. haha yes a big fucking difference in location. but we wanted to do something big. we're leaving tuesday morning. no phones or anything so if you need us comment us online or something! we will be checking rarely though.

OH AND I WON MY EBAY ITEM!! FUCK YOU.

withdrawn.

phoenix arizona hardcore. 16,17,and two 19 year olds. some of the best dudes. and mason, thank
you for finding out how to get a free brazzers account<3

but seriously, go download this ep, it's ridiculous.
download here

remembering sunday.

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes. Started making his way past two in the morning. He hasn't been sober for days.

Leaning now into the breeze. Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees. They had breakfast together, but two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs. Now this place seems familiar to him. She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin. She led him upstairs. Left him dying to get in.

Forgive me, I'm trying to find my calling, I'm calling at night. I don't mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl? She's been running through my dreams, and it's driving me crazy. I'm gonna ask her to marry me. Even though she doesn't believe in love, he's determined to call her bluff. Who could deny these butterflies? They're filling his gut.

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces. He pleads, oh he tries. But he's only denied. Now he's dying to get inside.

The neighbors said she moved away. Funny how it rained all day. I didn't think much of it then. But it's starting to all make sense. I can see now that all of these clouds are following me in my desperate endeavor, to find my whoever, wherever she may be.

I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible. I'm terrified to speak. But you'd expect that from me. I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt. Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair and out of my mind. Keeping an eye on the world, so many thousands of feet off the ground. I'm over you now. I'm at home in the clouds towering over your head.

Well I guess I'll go home now.

Iconoclasm.

This post is for you Adam. You said you didn't have the cd and I just remembered and so I dont forget I will post it for you, Cause who knows when I will get to send it to you.

The Effort- Iconoclasm (2008)
download

mmhmmm.

every morning I wake up looking down on a day so shallow that I can't even drown.

red ink.

I think I'm allergic to red tattoo ink. It never seems to heal well on me. And it's the only part that scabs. It's such a pain in the ass.

new years2.

found some more pics!

Snaps4.

More to comeeeee.
Today was a long day. Got out of work at 7am. Mom made big breakfast. Went and met up with colby and people. Did a bunch of shit. Tattoos, bowling, food, hot cocoa, random shit. Tomorrow will be just as good. Hopefully better.

Christmas Eve.

Hahah Colby found this picture earlier, and we don't remember it being taken at all. Weird!

Josh is playing rockband in the back.

heaven.

Heaven is not a place on my mind. I'm just controlled by the other things inside. God's the only one who can judge me. I haven't met him yet so you can take a seat. My mind is racing, eyes in a haze. But I'm still controlled by other things. Born into a world that doesn't feel. Born into a world that barely seems real. Born into a world that will never see the lies in the ways that we live. My only hope is that one day this world will open its eyes and see. My only hope is that one day this world will recognize me. I know what I have to do, but knowings not enough. I know what I have to do, but how do I keep messing up? Everyday that I wake I keep making the same mistakes. Burn the houses that use to be home because I'm not living for tomorrow.

my night.

has consisted of these things!














whatevs!














textin my fav people!














drinking coke.














watching the best movie.
so if you havn't seen. you are gay.














keepin my hands clean!
i miss ponch.

R.I.P.

A buddy from high school shot himself in the head a couple days ago. I still can't believe it. I remember sitting in English class with Mr. Soffron and listening to green day with him all the time, and throwing food at people during lunch. Fuck. I never would have though of him as a person to do this. Fuck.

R.I.P. Alex Doyle.

Last(post of the night).fm

Incase you ever wonder what I am listening to at work when I am bored as fuck. This is last weeks top artists, add me check it out. Last.fm rules.