nathanael182

Life Ain't all that bad
Life aint all that bad
Even if Henry Rollins is your dad
Life ain't all that bad
Life ain't all that bad
Buck up little camper don't be sad

You never hear a man say "oh Dude I can't wait until Christmas music". "YEA man I can't wait to sing the shit out of some silent night."

It's My birthday, I hate this day Why Do people make a big deal about a day you were born on. I just don't understand it. Someone please enlighten me. Is it self Rightousness or The need to feel Special in day that is no greater then others. Just really think about it. Honestly why do we feel that this one day is any different....
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Help My friend Become A Suicide Girl Please.
http://suicidegirls.com/members/dbmel/albums/site/20156/

I really wish I knew what to post. I have been doing a lot of thinking the last couple days. I haven't really come to Any conclusions but I Feel that I'm content in life. That is all.

Okay because Society Tells me Get a job get married Reproduce. Yea I don't want to do that I don't know if I ever want to get married I know I don't want to have kids.
I think The world is over populated Enough. If Anything I might Adopt To Help Kids but never bring them into such a fucked up world nor a fucked...
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I wonder If every time I fall asleep I forget about the pain of the world.
Because I would have to as much as I think about it.
The hunger, The Pain, The corruption, The Stupidity, And the Lack of Justice,
Thats all

Hello All
Welcome back to the show that never ends Come inside come inside.
Anyway.
I have realized that I in the mornings I can't wake up.
In the nights I can't Fall asleep.
I think My hatred for Normal society even effects my sleep.

I miss everything about The 90's Power rangers, Hills, nes, Snes, everything.

I want to sit down by the fire.
Keep myself warm. Start a converstation.
Light a song. Dream my day away.
Hang my head and finish this life with a final breath of solidarity.
I hate you and always will.
I love you and feel insecure.
I do Pirouettes in to the grave.
My funeral will be cold and rainy.
Drink a shot of hate....
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death may come invisible, or in the holy wall of fire.
in the breath between the markers, on some black I-80 mile.
from the madness of the government, to the vengeance of the sea.
well everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny.
so love me now, hell is coming.
you kiss my mouth, hell is here.

little soldier, little insect, you know war it...
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