ya know, i just cant stop pushing further and further, soon i will have gone to far and the result could get deadly, for myself and others, and you know what? i fucking LOVE every second of it. everything about it is just pure thrill, and the risk of losing makes it that much more alluring, something about being on a razors edge attracts me like a magnet to steel. i keep finding myself pushing further and further, and its getting harder to hold back. its like an addiction to the most intense of drugs, and the fact that it could end in a split second is just so appealing to me, the fact that it feels like i'm cheating death..and no, this is not a cry for help, so please, spare me your "life lines". i'm not trying to kill myself, i'm not that pathetic, so dont even put me in that category. its more like a statement of pushing human limitations, beyond comprehension except for those others that experience the same thing. i'm flirting with disaster, and it feels GREAT
i like to hang out, have fun,i love riding my motorcycle. i love music and anything to do with it,i play guitar, i love to skate, i like to snowboard, party, i love getting into trouble, and breaking things....umm, i'm down to try just about anything at least twice. i've had my fair share of ups and downs, but i'm not going to bore you with stupid catch phrases or relationship morality. i really dont give a shit what people think about me, i'm not out to impress you or anyone else for that matter. i'm me, and if you have a problem with it, tell it to someone who gives a shit. i hate people that do that whole internet typing thing, if you do that, then dont even bother messaging me. if i'm going to talk to someone, they need to be at least mildly intelligent...so if you use numbers, and symbols in spelling, dont even bother talking to me, because i will just laugh at you and call you stupid
if you want to know anything else about me, just ask! i dont care if i dont know you, or if i did know you at one point, message me if you want. and if i did know you at some point, and we had problems, i apologize. i'm done holding grudges, so hit me up!
oh, and in case you dont know, i happen to be fucking AWESOME. And i'm down with the devil. Satan is legit. Satan is the shit.
Lamb Of God
Dillinger Escape Plan
From A Second Story Window
See You Next Tuesday
The Gentleman Homicide
A Different Breed Of Killer
Protest The Hero
Through The Eyes Of The Dead
and hundreds of other bands....
in case you have gotten the idea yet, i listen to punk and metal. i listen to a little underground hip hop, not much of a rap fan.
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