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Name: Tim Location: Joliet, Illinois, United States Birthday: 5/10/1988 Gender: Male
Interests: I love my music, Black Dahlia Murder, Porcupine Tree, Opeth, A Dozen Furies, Evergreen Terrace, Between The Buried And Me, It Dies Today, Avenged Seven Fold, Trivium, As I Lay Dying, Mastodon, In flames, Arch Enemy, At The Gates, Amon Amarth, Uneart, God Forbid, Lamb Of God, Tallica, Slayer, Pantara, Sabbath, Emperor, Pig Destroyer, All That Remains, FATA, Atreyu, Tool, Pro Pain, Killswitch Engage, Nile, Thrice, Roses are Red, Shadows Fall, Himsa, Children Of Bodom, Dimmu Borgir, NIN, Satyricon, Hatebreed, Death, There are others but those are the only I have actuall non-burned cd's of. I can listen to alot, pretty much a wide genre. Anything but that gay ass hip hop and rap shit! Im into games, some of my favorites include Area 51, the old one, Killzone, Halo 2, Gran Turismo 2, GTA Vice City, Burnout 3, Sim City 4, and alot of FPS are good. Those are the only ones I own. Anyway other intrests include building anything, electronics, alot of things, just IM me im sure youll learn alot! Expertise: I want to be a commercial airline pilot, but the lack of family life if I become that kinda worries me so im self directing myself intot he new field of engineering as a electrician and construction. Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: PullHdrStrings Yahoo: PullHdrStrings
Member Since:
2/28/2005
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| And when she gazed into his eyes, she did not wish upon him negativly, she did not speak a word, cause the greatest thing she couldhave ever done was smile, and she did. When the escapade of 15 spiraling stairs, 6 shotting stars, and a shuffle over carpet and asphalt happen again, their will be nothing left but that of a regret, and a memory that shouldhave never been. And when she gazed into his eyes, she did not wish upon him negativly, she did not speak a word, cause the greatest thing she couldhave ever done next to smiling was holding him, and she did. Not cause you cant regret something that made you smile, but cause she wispered and I Love You under her breath everytime she leaves. The boy cannot hear it all the time, but he seems to hear it within. And when she gazed into his eyes, she did not wish upon him negativly, she did not speak a word, cause the greatest thing he couldhave done was lean over and kiss her. And he did. | | |
| How splendid it seemed to me to gaze upon someone's heart and watch them wither like flowers on a facade, how giddy the soul was to watch another in peril. How it was so fulfilling to tyranize the world. A laughter slicing the darkness just like the knife within your skin, cursive through your veins. The atmosphere around me is bitter, a salty dusty world seemed to entrance me into a lullaby. Hazy and immaculate, precious and fragile just as the day we met. Not to be altered. The emotion corrals around me like a harmonic sequel to a story incomplete. The blinds are tattered, the drapes seem to flow with a mind embodied within them. The wind sheds a new smell into you, drubbing the inside and bleeding out of your eyes. I watch the bricks crumble while I soak in the midnight and bleed out the moonlight. I have become of what I feared, enacted the lusted for, and brought a incomprehensible imaginative chaos into life. Interesting. Now you sway in that hammock of your bedded sheets, nailed to the corners of your establishment, lying headless and bloodied, somehow the perpetrator cries into laughter. The crows tap of the false benevolence you once chanted. A stuffed animal, lying on the floor so artistically, a portrait painted with a blue translucent film. The animal is roughed, it is severed, it is worn. My ground appears to be glass, I am not the tormentor. I simply am the inventor of this destruction. I inspect the chaos through the glass in this body of light I had created once before. I apply all the knowledge that has accumulated within me. Paint chips off the walls with your scream, the croud chuckles with content. The intensity roars up from beneath, the branches seem to now darken my window even more, and then you just believe and let go, let fate guide you, and let two items in life be the best and closest of friends. They are of no being, just a means of necessity. I love my malice I endure! | | |
| I will remain modest, sincere, and shadowy, as noone needs to be explained what is going on straight forward. The calls continue, the love remains to be told and signed away, and that kiss still has the same meaning, if not more. The creator of the problem stares out of a facade just as the tormented, they weep together and know this is all wrong. It has been told, written and signed away with tears. There is the deepest regret, guilt, and shame, yet no love lies within either or. And there is the will for the creator to bond again, to reestablish everything with the one who was there. Connection remains constant and love remains loud. There was said to the individual...."I'll love you forever, I'll love you for always, as long as I'm living my baby you'll be." Respond- If you choose to ignore the past, you're only doomed to repeat it. Collapse the light into earth.............. | | |
| You're deep brown eyes watching every move that I have made
And the feeling of doubt, its erased
I'll never feel alone again with you by my side
You're the one, and in you I confide. And we have gone through good and bad.
But you're unconditional love was always on my mind
You've been there from the start for me
And your loves been always true as can be
I give my heart to you
I give my heart, cause nothing in this world can compare in this world to you | | |
| You say everything comes of you don't turn your back, And I wait everyday sometimes this patience I lack because its just more of the same, more of the same and I just need you to remember my name. More of the same, More of the same, And I just need you....It takes all of me to keep my eyes of off the floor, and this makes tomorrow harder than ever before because its just more of the same, more of the same and I just need you to remember my name, more of the same, more of the same. And I just need you to remember my.....why does this seem to be right in front of me and tangible dreams we pursue, And why what is hard to see, is eluding me, I cant believe that's its true, More of the same, more of the same and I just need you to remember my name, more of the same, more of the same, And I just need you......
-Tim- | | |
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