jaybugg

MMK. I suck. I am not done with demanded drawings, I keep fucking them up. I need them to be perfect for two perfect people.
Special love to Layka for showing my love on her blog, and love to those who answered the "what would we do on a date" question.
However picture goodness coming up.
I have a 4.0 GPA in Art Appreciation. That makes me happy.
Korn's unplugged is different, some songs however are unbelievable. Just wish they didn't take out the cussing/David was drumming.
I don't even think of the ex whore now.
I have restarted reading Multiple Intelligence, an excellent book.
I recieved some really fucking awsome pictures from Annisa The pictures stare over me as I sleep on the wall.
An odd thing happened, in coinciding with this last relationship. My last ex girlfriend msged me on myspace...and apologized for what she did years ago, and how stupid and cruel she was. So I did the only thing I could do...I forgave her. I have gotten lots of comments lately. That makes me fucking happy. so here is some pictures for you to laugh at, including me dressed up a bit.


Annisa Love!

Hipbone is connect to the jaybugg

Happy trails, Happy trails

Merlot, anyone?

Fuck it then, I'll drink alone

And just to prove to the sultry queen,Bebe how fucking obscure and off the wall I write, though I will attempt something in mind for her, here~~~~
Rag Doll Syndicate
I just had a story to tell you what I saw
It was two children standing in horrid awe
As red candle wax filled rotting cracks
With every splatter against those walls

Just from one nomadic stroke of her hand
Causes me to hobble to the phone
No ones going to answer this call
I get the feeling that I'm alone

This has to be the last time
That I must pay your fine
You can commit your soul to God
But your body forever will be mine

Sudden blast of a detrimental corona
A matter of convince for the ages
Giving a sunburst vision on this
I can't focus on the future's pages

You promised you'd keep the secret
You promised to keep your word
You promised I wouldn't be the experiment
You promised to cut me from the herd

Now the Rag Doll Syndicate caught onto us
They wrenched the stitches out of my eyes
Heaved me into the rot infested corner
Auras alight with Hell's burning embers

Shackled down I'm the product of the lust
Bile gurgling in my throat stifles the cries
At once I realize absent here is my mourner
United with the ranks as the latest member

I have become one with the Rag Dolls...