http://www.blink182reunion.com/
yes ive been posting about this so much
but now theres a site.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
the nasty.
The Nasty is tim rummo of the Effort's side project.
And it's awesome thrash, and I suggest checking it out.
Bobby from shatter the silence does drums.
Tino from every punk band in the area does guitar.
and Justin from xFENWAYx (haha) on bass.
Go check them out on sunday at the brickhouse.


they also just had tank tops printed, $5 so pick one up.
myspace the nasty
And it's awesome thrash, and I suggest checking it out.
Bobby from shatter the silence does drums.
Tino from every punk band in the area does guitar.
and Justin from xFENWAYx (haha) on bass.
Go check them out on sunday at the brickhouse.
they also just had tank tops printed, $5 so pick one up.
myspace the nasty
distance.
Mondays I sleep away
Tuesdays I lay awake
Wednesdays are the worst
Thursdays I reminice
Fridays I see your face
And I can breathe
Tuesdays I lay awake
Wednesdays are the worst
Thursdays I reminice
Fridays I see your face
And I can breathe
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
young boy.once a
I was once a young boy never fled too far from home. Now I've lost my name, and misplaced my home. I retreat back to places where I am someone they love. Bright lights serving justice up from above. Everybody thinks they know my name and where I've been. I've got news for you that'll turn your head. I'm not exactly who you think that I've been all along. So shut your fuckin mouth.
I always knew I would be the one to make you believe in sleeping in castles with no guards.
I flee from situations when I know that I've done wrong. But face to face with faith he strings me along. I'll shoot for the moon so long as you raise your arms too. My marksmanship is perfect. My aim is true. Hitting targets marked their rage all over mother's glow. Smoking out the world atop my throne. I take the names of victims that I've gunned down on my own. I please with love and ease, so I aim for gold.
I always knew I would be the one to make you believe in sleeping in castles with no guards.
I flee from situations when I know that I've done wrong. But face to face with faith he strings me along. I'll shoot for the moon so long as you raise your arms too. My marksmanship is perfect. My aim is true. Hitting targets marked their rage all over mother's glow. Smoking out the world atop my throne. I take the names of victims that I've gunned down on my own. I please with love and ease, so I aim for gold.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
sunday@brickhouse.
Labels:
best friends,
christy,
colby,
dalton,
dover brickhouse,
dylan,
guns up,
ponch,
rory,
shrimp
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Psalm 63:6-7
I lie awake thinking of you, meditating on you through the night. Because you are my helper, I sing for joy in the shadow of your wings.
i'm not one for this shit at all, whatevs. i like it.
i'm not one for this shit at all, whatevs. i like it.
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