~NeroDecayAlexander
Cole Decay
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The Party's Over.Anymore, I'm only happy at the bottom of a bottle. It's a sad truth, an even sadder reality, To know that I've let it come to this point. That's not to say I don't have good moments, outside of that bottle, but really it all goes back to that. I have tried, to find that wonderful peace, elsewhere. But, it's not happening.The Party's Over.
That kind of thing happens, you know? It's often caused by that one feeling, nobody can seem to rid themselves of. That horrible, draining, disgusting feeling of rejection. Think about it, you're not good enough. Maybe later, the
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- Current Residence: Leitchgrad. Well, technically Millweezy.
- Interests: Failures. Writing. Things and stuff.
- Favourite movie: Fight Club. American History X is a close second.
- Favourite band or musician: Chiodos. The Blood Brothers. Modest Mouse. Against Me!. Rocky Votolato. The Dandy Warhols.
- Favourite genre of music: Hardcore, metal, acoustic, folk, punk, screamo, indie, rap, alternative, blues, hip-hop.
- Favourite artist: Pollock. Dali. Ray Johnson. Picasso. Warhol. Kandinsky.
- Favourite poet or writer: Charles Bukowski. Edgar Allan Poe. T.S. Eliot. Stan Rice. Other amazing poets, I'm sure.
- Favourite photographer: Good question.
- Favourite style of art: Abstract-expressionism. Surrealism. Impressionism. Anything weird.
- Operating System: Windows Vista.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod.
- Shell of choice: Conch for sure.
- Skin of choice: The pale kind.
- Favourite game: Medieval II: Total War.
- Favourite gaming platform: Computer.
- Favourite cartoon character: Eric Cartman. Forrealz.
- Personal Quote: "I want you to hit me as hard as you can." -Tyler Durden.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, crayons, sharpies, paint. You know, the typical stuff.
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/fiend_for_life_93
- AIM: NeroAlexanderIII
- MSN: Ask me. I might tell you.
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Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
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"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
Thanks.
--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
--
"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
--
Silence the violence; release the peace.
Haikus are easy,
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator
--
"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
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"We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down.
On our way we are spinning around.
Scattered fragments of time.
Like beams of the light we are.
That's all we are."
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"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world." -Tyler Durden.
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