alexisonfire tonight. yum.

its the older version. not the Dx. which was the best version ever.

Noice. you dont call my celly :p hehe jk

Noice anna. call my celly.

CLEAN MY TOILET WENCH!

undertaker

lack of sleep. it makes me neurotic...so i can talk to myself and need no ones company!

ya thats right, we'll kill you all. twice.

IS enlightenment contained in one's self or in those who surround them?

Wishing I could have helped that girl from Israel and purchase some of her art.

I hear this Dj tyrant boy is good. I wonder if i can be his dj hoe?

All that is needed is a couple bucks for gas. As of this moment, the car holds, Tricia, Dan & myself.

I’m with Lee on this one. Rapists deserve to be chemically castrated without the use of anesthetics. Have all their fingers removed with wire cutters without the use of anesthetics.
Then be beaten till the point of death for 6 years. Then be executed by being raped by 50 inmates at the most horrible of prisons. And if they still twitch, another 6 years of beatings. Then shot in the stomach and left for crows to ravish their soft flesh.

Delerium - Love

It is now official; The T Dot terror crew will be heading to WEMF Saturday and leaving Sunday. Two spots remain in our vehicle. (Prices are applicable)

If you are interested please state your abilities in forms of terror.

This is by all means not meant to be a fun excursion, but a tactical mission to destroy Toronto.

Send inquiries to Inclonation@hotmail.com

Prepare for a Westie Invaision...

My words falling upon deaf ears. People believing my words false when they are from the heart.

It means i want you to be my hero.

Abstract Angels Caught in a Collage by JH (Freefall)

One smile born in the stillness of silence
Flame colored streetlights reflecting off your eyes,
Elations float upon midnight breeze
and tragedy shatters like fallen icicles
Grasp me with the fading crescent moon.
Emptiness reversed by your merciful caress.
Whispers of your lips burning away lamentation, you have broken me not, but built me anew.

[Chorus]

You ignited the flame;
Do you still want to run away?
Hand upon hand ever essence consuming
Do you still want to run away?

Waiting for my potential roommates reply.

funny faces just when you drink....pffttttt thats some funny shit.

Dish when is aunt car leaving for a week? I’d like to make another excuse of my residency in their household.

The basic instinct of nourishment as a child created your desire for breasts. Ew you want to lick your mommy’s tit. Shall I call you Oedipus?

tetris, metroid & Lufia 2. If youd like to borrow them, gimme a ring a ding.

What does this have to do with Jeff Hackett?

Death is only a minor obstacle.

THanks isa for giving my secret away :P

people in gowns ;)

work.

Midway Through Infinity

Wings of fire burn the night
Slumbering eyes their flares shall greet
Let the past cling on its futile self
And may the present rush for the future's glare

Grave to cradle
Cradle to grave
So infinity clash
Grave to cradle

Cradle to grave
In twofold matter

Two forces gone full circle
Never shall one of the other grow fond
Join me, the time is upon us
He spoke and in fury we flew

Far beyond the limits of time
Disown the borders of life itself
Crafted and moulded all in one form
Split up and scattered in the world that we own

Grow towards me
Beknight the strength of the symbiosis
Backwards striving
Counterparts with different eyes have observed
Of time unconditional

Grave to cradle
Cradle to grave
So infinity clash
Grave to cradle
Cradle to grave
In twofold matter

Tell of days to come
Tomorrow remembered
Your yesterday, my future

Recollection of the day
Delusions cast where dead trees sway

The sabre that separates
Is the candle that burns both ends

Born from death you now confront me
Back to death with my life I take you
Die more with each movement of mine

people playing hhc just to piss me off :P

ya damn the fucker who busted my two nipple stylez.

oh baby. T dot crew breakin all.

Best part was watching Jess being molested by a paramedic.

Geigh like a three legged camel you are!

ya that made sense. geez.

nothing to do with anything.

I LOVE POOKIES HAIR.

thank you.

dying alone

you want notes and to hold hands?

conceptual dissolvement.

made: beer and lots of it.
made: picking up gen and trying to make her vomit
made: illin by the tracks
made: free cigs by my computer whoooo hoooo

ruined: its 4:52.

and cos youre geigh.

like a shark.

chillin b y the train tracks with good friends