Lee(Vince)
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Tendencies
ive dialed your number a 1000 times but i never call. now days it seems like my life is nothing but static and i cant get through it. my mind slips and takes me to an awful place for me to be, a fantasy land where i know the story will only end in everyone dying. but still you slip through the cracks of my mind. most nights i sit in my car at a hill thta over looks the town i live in just thinking and looking for any answer to settle my brain and heart but it never comes. my mind slips to think that the ghost that haunt me, loves me., but i know better than that but i let it win. i feel empty but not lost, if i was lost that means i would have had a direction or a desire in the first place, all i had was a guiding light weather it be forward or backward i was heading there. now all i see is darkness. my mins slips to make me think im not meant to be not meant for these people, ive seen love and beauty i have seen horror and tragedy and i haves seen no difference them. i cant love with out you nor do i want to…
Countless years of pain and bad luck that’s why my father taught me not to give a fuck. Life is short so don’t let no one walk me, respect is earned and trust isn’t fucking free.
Over years I learned from my mistakes, took my knowledge and weeded out the fakes, disconnected anyone from my life that wasn’t there to help pick me up when I was down.
STAY HATED!
There’s no such thing as respect in this world, everyone changes to fit the fucking mold. This world is a fucking grave yard for morals and integrity. Good intentions get buried six feet deep.
Broke hearts and broken necks, this world forgives but it don’t forget. Fuck your grey skies and your clouded minds. Stay hated til the day I die!
STAY HATED!
on fucking point
(Source: foolsoftheworld)
my anthem
My bands got out album up for pre order so do it and spread it
(Source: 1dowhat1want)
I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
I’m hopeless, they shoulda killed me as a baby
And now they got me trapped in the storm, I’m goin crazy
Forgive me; they wanna see me in my casket
and if I don’t blast I’ll be the victim of them bastards
I’m loosin hope, they got me stressin, can the Lord forgive me
