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HAHAHAHAHAHA PICS FROM WHEN I WAS A FAT DIRTY METAL KID [12 Apr 2006|11:09pm]
Sorry the monstrous post. I never use LJ anymore, and I don't remember how to do cuts, if someone will show me I'll gladly do it, but till then: suck it ;(

This is a photographic timeline ;o

First day of 8th grade

Yeah, when you're fat you tend to have that look on your face all the time. 8th grade

Fuck yeah I thought my hair was cool. 8th grade

Thus began an evolution. AKA, night of the TOOL concert XD. 8th grade

Yeah, NIN was my favorite band D:. 9th grade

Awh, an overcontrasted freshman homecoming, how cute :D. 9th grade

DROP THE FORK MOTHERFUCKER (I lost weight :D). 10th grade

Perhaps too much weight? D: Yeah, I was really insecure. 10th grade

And you silly bastards think I look like a girl now. 10th grade

Notorious. 10th grade

The day my stupid ass thought it would be a good idea to pierce my bellybutton. 10th grade

Fucking long ass metal hair. 11th grade

Yarrrrrr hair cut. 12th grade

Senior pictures D: 12th grade.

The day my ass got that whole belly piercing thing right 12th grade.

RAHH fucking tsunami of death + keytar. Last month

Fucking cut and dye job. Current

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Yeah, so I'm done I suppose. [05 Jan 2006|06:59pm]
Livejournal went fucking apeshit on me and now looks like this:

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I mean, sure I can read some of it. And yeah, I can pretty much navigate by memory. But the question is: Is it worth it? So, if I do decide to keep updating this thing, it'll be a lot less frequent than it is now, so practically never.

www.myspace.com/d__rock If you want to keep tabs.

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Yeah, I'm a whore. But at least I don't do this often. [22 Oct 2005|12:13pm]
HappyWedding
++More )

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<33333333333333 MYV [08 Oct 2005|10:54pm]
[ music | Miyavi - Tome to Jurii ]

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Ohoh ++ I'm writing a book mm. After spending some intimate time with Johnny Depp today, I've decided to write a log of my sexcapades entitled "Don Juan DeMoorman". I'll post the first draft soon XD

Oh shit -- (edit#2orz) D'espairsRay (http://www.myspace.com/xdespairsrayx ) is coming to Covington if anyone is interested. I'll def be driving down there. It's at some SugoiCon bullshit or whatever, but entrance to it earns you a ticket to the show and you can meet D'espairsRay whenever. A con ticket is like $25 or something, and premium tickets to the DR show (like front row or some shit [I'll mos def be buying m]) are being sold on the 14th for an additional $10 (or something, whatever, just remember it's more money). The show's the 28th(Friday). 594-8801<<< hit it if you need a ride.

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IRON HAIKU [07 Sep 2005|05:52am]
Bell peppers come first
My love will go unreturned
Takeshi Kaga~

I love you :3

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[05 Sep 2005|02:29am]
[ mood | wtf ]
[ music | Miyavi - Yameteyo Shite Sawaranaide ]

So yeah, the hair is gone. Little late for an update, but better late than never m?

wtfscenewtfwtfwtfomgwtfwtfomgwtfbbq

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My ass is twitching. You people make my ass twitch. [28 Aug 2005|03:49pm]
"Once Little Red Riding Hood spots the whiskers, it's time to stop pretending you're Grandma."
"When people tell me they are happy my ass begins to twitch."

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[26 Aug 2005|12:40am]
Excuse me, but for all shoes and doublecrosses' sake, it's my turn. I waited long enough, I've reached the front desk of the complaints counter. If you'd like another turn to bitch in this department store I call my heart, the line starts way back that way. And honey, I'm afraid this time, you haven't anything to take back.


And we drink a toast to the death of Peter Pan.

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When your thing gets wild, chilly down. [09 Aug 2005|04:24am]
[ music | Kagrra ~ Miyako + Judy&Mary ~ THE GREAT ESCAPE, collection ]

It's times like these that make you think about where you're headed. Finding yourself in the strangest places, with even stranger company. When salvation comes under the streetlights, it's time to stop. Were it simply a passing daydream, perhaps I could simply watch it blow away in the wind. But the sad fact of the matter is: As this world turns, these are the days of our lives. You're forced to shut up sometimes, but it could be worse. Cheek to cheek, thigh to thigh. No one gets out of her alive. However, if there is one thing in this world you can count on, it is that a new day shall dawn. Leaving the soil barren and desolate.

Torn asunder, scarred, but nothing near a wound that could withstand the years. It would seem as though the dust has settled and the sky has cleared, but within the momentary lapse of character, one's guard should be the last thing to touch the ground. I find it hard to determine when it was abandoned. Perhaps not a foot had stepped upon the soil to begin with? It's obvious that leaving one's door open is an invitation to thievery. But once everything worth any value has been taken, is it safe to venture out with an unlocked heart?

I'm changing my locks, but I'll keep my lights on.

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[08 Aug 2005|05:10am]
[ mood | SMOKEEE ]
[ music | laruku ------ HONEYYY~~ ]

piss drunk and love actually
nothign like hugh grant to put things in perspefctive for you

:)




PS: someone loan/buy me notting hill D:

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thanks man y dontchu post som pics or something u sexy? [13 Jul 2005|04:37am]
The word is handsome.
Heaps is also acceptable.

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Ah, Memories... [28 Dec 2004|11:33am]
G/A: hey
E/D: the fuck? I thought you quit?
G/A: oh
G/A: no
G/A: i was in the hospital
E/D: ...
E/D: ......
E/D: .........
E/D: what the fuck for? you've been gone more than month
G/A: well
G/A: see there was this kid at school
G/A: he was pissing me off
G/A: so i beat his ass
E/D: if you beat his ass, how does that put you in the hospital?
G/A: well
G/A: see the next day i went in
G/A: he hit me in the face with a baseball bat and put me in a coma

Don't really expect anyone to understand, don't really care, just needed a place to save Andrew's jackassery.

Oh, and New Camera + my Goofy Face = pictures like what. 1st of the year, and 1st in a year.

Orz )

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We've secretly switched HaloEight's testicles with Folger's Crystals. [12 Dec 2004|11:18pm]

Let's see if he notices the difference.

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<3 LUE

Satisfaction O

Lame Excuse X

:D

 

 

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Fucking 5' across the line. [11 Dec 2004|02:14am]
[ mood | Decided ]
[ music | Dir en Grey ~ Schwein の 椅子 ]

MEIN HERZ UND SEELE:  More speckled than the face of a red headed stepchild.  Tarnished & Tainted beyond repair.  Fault of mine own?  I think not. 

FFS(I claim, ya?).  Try and try to rise above, but day by day, be pushed further and paved farther down into the new fallen snow by the tramplings of walking lies.  

MEIN WILLE:  All of your murmurings are meaningless, but further help to explain why I had chosen the secluded straight and narrow.  There's more life behind this window than you care to notice.  You're so fucking mundane, so sickly chic, not to mention chicly sick. 

 

MEINE ERNSTE VERSPRECHUNG:  Insatiable life coursing through the vain veins of the narcissist. Grasping the mirror instead of the man, entranced in the face not the fervor, valuing the look over the love. Twitching with need.  Take you anyway you want. 

 

The door is locked, did you keep your key?

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[10 Dec 2004|05:20pm]
[ mood | Not surprised. ]
[ music | Malice Mizer ~ 真夜中に交した約束 ]

FFS! 

Just because it says "Welcome", doesn't mean you can treat it like a fucking doormat.  So please, leave all shoes and doublecrosses at the door.

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君が可愛い less than threeeeeee~ [27 Nov 2004|01:49am]


微かな光に呼び覚まされて
儚い夢の記憶と消えそうな声

遠ざかる過去のざわめきは
今では見えないあの風景を映しだしてゆく 

側で微笑う…君がいる

そう…まるで昨日のことのように覚えているよ
誰よりも深く僕に触れたその眼差しを

分かち合うことの喜びも…
奇跡のようなあの出会いも…
二人の面影さえも置き去りにして消えてゆく

薄れてゆく記憶の中で
もう一度だけ抱きしめたくて
切ないくらい叫び続ける君の名を
声がなくなるまで

うつむいて震える君を
この腕で抱きしめたくて
この世界の誰よりも君を
守りたいと気づいたから

もう少しで僕は消えるけど…
それでも君だけは離したくはない
切ないくらい君に包まれたあの日々を
僕は忘れない

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Say-Halleujah-La-Miserable [06 Nov 2004|12:32am]
[ mood | Nemureru ]
[ music | hide, of course. ]

Learn. your. place., then we'll talk.

Show me how low & low.

Somehow, a new face drew itself onto my canvas.  Whether I sketched subconsciously or willingly matters not.  By some means, overnight, every night, the depiction became much more precise and detailed. To my dismay, the sharp edges and fine detail began to blur and tarnish. Had my grasp betrayed me? Or had the canvas been smearing itself willingly? With the current portrayal being all but ruined and saved from all but being scrapped, I find myself with a new canvas. However, now, I seem unable to reproduce the features and fine lines I had believed myself  designed.  I may not have a lot of things, but I always believed I had a fairly discerning eye. Glancing once again over what could have been quite a piece of work, I find myself incapable of perceiving the fine features I once believed to be radiant.  You've driven me into a pair of mental eyeglasses, my dear.  Doesn't seem like a fair trade, to me.  50%50% m?

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Greetings from Mcdonaldland. What you say!! [03 Nov 2004|02:42pm]

The Grimace demands that all Bush voters be smitten with fire and brimstone... and nothing can stop the Grimace.

Note: The views of The Grimace do not necessarily reflect those of HaloEight. HaloEight would rather see Bush be the subject of smiting.

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Vitriol [01 Nov 2004|03:34pm]
[ mood | irate ]
[ music | hide ~ Beauty&Stupid ]

You're disgusting. Absolutely, entirely, wholly, fully, I'm disgusted by you. Do you not understand that you were guests? It was a privilege, not a right, to be there. This is intolerable. Do you feel you have the right to coerce those of questionable lifestyles and practices to convert to your own by any means necessary? That's the impression I've taken. If so, what's to stop me from expressing mine upon you? I sure as hell question yours. Maybe I don't understand you entirely, but what I understand from what you've shown me, is that you're petty. You're just like everyone else, you've got your statement and your fucking gimmick. While I do agree with some of your charter, the way you've gone about things... it's so damned cowardly, so damned crude, so damned cheap. Now, I don't hold the entirety in contempt, understand that, but some are absolute cretins. Even the sky can't stand you.

空が青くなく 夜が黒くなく 赤の鼓動が止めば
君を忘れることが出来るのに...
I would rather be dying of lung cancer than be a militant pretentious asshole, scum.

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Veru Eeru Nemureru [18 Oct 2004|09:39pm]
[ music | Malice Mizer ~ Brise/Je Te Veux ]

I can show you. Now, open your eyes and look at me. I can show you. I could show you. I would show you. I will show you.


I had quite an interesting sueño this evening. It's too bad I was a few years too late. I saw this again among my sketches and couldn't think of anyone else. Un dibujo por mi amor~~~

The two of us will dance as we move a little closer in the sky
In the silence of the night show me your beautiful face


God I'm sick, and I love it. Nice to know I haven't lost my touch.

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