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"Hardcore? /
I'm the definition /
'cause I'm a premonition /
of your most feared superstition /
I'm the archetype /
like..."
More about Heaven
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Messaging Off[Restricted to Heaven's friends] |
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Occupation:
musician/artist/criminal/lover
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Hobbies and Interests:
dope, guns, and fucking in the streets
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Favorite Books:
Philip K Dick, Jim Thompson, Charles Bukowski, Franz Kafka, William Burroughs
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Favorite Movies:
F For Fake, Willard, PI, Dead Man, Hate, Donnie Darko, Shining, Waking Life, Gummo, El Topo, The Holy Mountain, Santa Sangre, Richard Kern's Hardcore collection, Pink Flamingos, Female Trouble
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Favorite Music:
Grazhdanskaya Oborona, Royal Trux, Angels of Light, Joy Division, Leonard Cohen, Jesus and Mary Chain, GG Allin and the Criminal Quartet, Flaming Lips, Devendra Banhart, T. Rex, Birthday Party
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Favorite TV Shows:
Joe Frank, Phil Hendrie, and the occasional Coast to Coast with Art Bell
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About Me:
Hardcore? /
I'm the definition /
'cause I'm a premonition /
of your most feared superstition /
I'm the archetype /
like Howard Roark on the mic /
or a homemade pipe bomb /
blowing up the starry night /
so the sun
don't stop shining /
till you're
afraid of the light /
and the freaks come out /
in broad daylight /
we'll take over the streets /
without having to fight /
'cause we'll have chased away sleep /
down white crystal crimes /
like the old times /
18 with bloodshot eyes /
these dilated pupils /
can't conceal lies /
after the thousand trips /
that my brain has fried /
and all of life's hidden secrets /
that I've forgot over time /
all the changed opinions /
and the unmade minds /
that express the duality /
of this soul that is mine /
that lifts up the veil /
from the eyes of the blind /
and powers the vessel /
that will take me from this life /
shakin' my fist /
in the face of the divine /
I've found my True Will /
kickin' gain overdrive /
Two Lane Blacktop /
smokin izz to fly /
like James Taylor in flares /
I'm over the line
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Who I Want to Meet:
Crispin Glover
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oblivious to his stalking methods, but
i see him. i know he's hiding behind
the tree or the garbage can in my front
lawn. somedays i put on a little peep
show for him. i will bend over in my
miniskirt while i sweep or show a
little cleavage while i dust. maybe
someday he will have the guts to ring
the door bell.
***SMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCH***
crazy or an asshole or something, but
every time i've hung out with him he's
been quite mellow and nice. other than
that, kevin is a great writer of
stories, his bands are always
entertaining to watch, and i hear he's a
good dancer.
juice and peach schnapps while watching
Back to Future II!! The Funny thing was
he kept making wierd jokes and
refrences during the movie about
rohypnol: the next thing i know it's
6'o clock the next eve... and my
asshole really hurts and my underwears
are soaked in blood, and my Back to the
Future Video was missing so I get to go
to the bathroom....sit down on the
toilet and notice the fucker aka Kevin
had used the last of my toilet paper
person I have read about.
He needs to be here, but it's okay.
Soon.....soon. He is awesome x
infinity. <3