"Oh.. no tears, please. It's a good waste of
suffering."
"I've flown this route
before. It was on the
wings of a demon."
"That's when I realized
that what was living
behind that boys eyes
was purely and simply
evil."
"You talk about him as
if he were human. That
part of him died years
ago."
"Hello, Amanda. I want
to play a game."
"I am the writing on
the wall, the whisper
in the classroom. Without
these things, I am nothing.
So now I must shed innocent blood."
"Tell me, Clarice - have
the lambs stopped screaming?"
"I killed him with an
axe to the face. His
body is dissolving in
a bathtub in Hells
kitchen."
"Your mother sucks cocks
in Hell, Karras! You
faithless slime!"
"I get this ache... and
I, I thought it was for
sex, but it's to tear
everything to fucking
pieces."
"Unbearable, isn't it?
The suffering of strangers,
the agony of friends. There
is a secret song at the
center of the world, Joey,
and its sound is like razors
through flesh."
"Here we go, the world is
spinning. When it stops, it's
just beginning. Sun comes up,
we laugh and we cry. Sun goes
down, and then we all die. "
Music
Abba
Arch Enemy
AFI
Auf Der Mar
Beyonce
Billy Corgan
Black Eyed Peas
Britney Spears
Christina Aguilara
Cher
Coal Chamber
Cold
Coldplay
Cradle of Filth
Crime Mob
Deftones
Dethklok
Devildriver
Dimmu Borgir
Disturbed
Evanescence
Fear Factory
Fergie
Garbage
Godsmack
Green Day
Heart
Incubus
Insane Clown Posse
Jeffree Star
Kelly Clarkson
Kittie
Korn
La Chat
Lacuna Coil
Lamb of God
Leona Lewis
Marilyn Manson
Metallica
Mike Jones
Murderdolls
Muse
My Chemical Romance
Nevermore
Nightwish
No Doubt
Orgy
Otep
Pantera
Radiohead
Rammstein
Rihanna
Slipknot
Smashing Pumpkins
Smile Empty Soul
System of a Down
The Beatles
The Distillers
Three Six Mafia
Tool
Wednesday 13
White Zombie
Ying Yang Twins
Movies
Addams Family Values
Alien
Baseketball
Candyman
Cell
Clerks
Contact
Diary of a Mad Black Woman
Final Destination
Flightplan
Friday
Friday the 13th
Fried Green Tomatoes
Frontiers
Ghost World
Ginger Snaps
Girl Interrupted
Halloween
Harry Potter
Hellraiser
High Tension
Hostel
Inside
Mean Girls
Natural Born Killers
Panic Room
Party Monster
Pretty Woman
Pulp Fiction
Romie and Michelle's High School Reunion
Saved
Saw
Scary Movie 3
Selena
Showgirls
Silence of the Lambs
Silent Hill
Sleeping With the Enemy
Sleepy Hollow
The Color Purple
The Craft
The Exorcist
The Hot Chick
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Troop Beverly Hills
Welcome to the Doll House
Television
30 Minute Meals
90210
Barefoot Contesta
Best Week Ever
Big Brother
Daria
Days of our Lives
Degrassi
E.R.
Elimidate
Family Guy
Family Matters
Flavor of Love
Golden Girls
Good Times
Home Improvement
I Love Lucy
I Love New York
Judging Amy
Lost
Moesha
MTV RW/RR Challenges
Next
Nip/Tuck
Rock of Love
Roseanne
Saturday Night Live
Seinfeld
South of Nowhere
South Park
Survivor
That's So Raven
The Biggest Loser
The Jeffersons
Top Chef
Ugly Betty
Unwrapped
About me:
The pivital moment of life was during the first second.
Aborted from commencement,
My story started the day I died.
Resurrected into a morbid sickness..
No soul would survive, no wound could improvise.
Lessons weren't to be learned,
Not a chance for skin to burn
(But I can taste the feeling).
I always thought I dreamed of a life worth having.
Dreams, leading images from a cryptic mind.
Into the ordinary, extraordinary, oblivious creation of
an unbelievable unordinary.
I become substantial beyond any substance.
Word for word, I introduce...
HorrorFK. A generation in Horror.
Who I'd like to meet:
Under full moons waxing lyrically, death's poetry floods the soul - like the freezing seed of a demon freed to curse the stars with vertigo. And in their dance, in trance, I've prised wide.
Slick rifts twixt obsidian thighs, hymeneal gates to darker sides, a glimpse of plinths where Midian lies. These visions struck like a furious fuck, nailing wet lips to cold
cemetery walls. Flashes of lust to dust splashed across my psychic pall, as hybrid lovers reached their cusp with final thrusts I saw it all. Forbidden Midian, A long fabled Judecca.
A sanctuary for sin... Shades of dusk, cruelty and myth, the tribes of Christ will not forgive - And shall not suffer their kind to live! For I, mesmerized, started not from tombs,
Or their waltz so sibilant through the gathering gloom. But from flumes of the moon in bloom, baring each a face effaced, and raped in the womb.
I been praisin' Kwanzaa trying to obliterate these female mamas who's chirruns is RESPONSIBLE and clearly impenetrable to Ronald McDonald's elbows in they boodahos! I am enraged, but calmed by this lovely cornbread in front of me I am moistening with my Swazy Spray. <3
The holidays were awesome! Other than housework, I've been a lazy bum since school let out. :) We spent Christmas here in Starkvegas. Santa was good to the kiddies. :D We went down to Hattiesburg to my sis-in-law's house for New Years. It was great. Now its back to school in a few days... How are you? How were your holidays? Miss you!
All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head Running through my head All the things she said All the things she said Running through my head Running through my head All the things she said All the things she said This is not enough This is not enough All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said All the things she said, she said All the things she said All the things she said
The pivital moment of life was during the first second.
Aborted from commencement,
My story started the day I died.
Resurrected into a morbid sickness..
No soul would survive, no wound could improvise.
Lessons weren't to be learned,
Not a chance for skin to burn
(But I can taste the feeling).
I always thought I dreamed of a life worth having.
Dreams, leading images from a cryptic mind.
Into the ordinary, extraordinary, oblivious creation of
an unbelievable unordinary.
I become substantial beyond any substance.
