*CMB*

the *CMB*

My *MOF* homies, getting tattoo'd, going to shows, going to band practice, writing songs and poems

I don't really read much, I'd rather write.

too many to name, definitely any teen movie, mob movie, brotha in the hood movie, and troma movie

I love punk and hardcore, I hate most metalcore, I like good hip hop, I hate shitty hip hop

beverly hills 90210, oz, the soprano's, will and grace

Too many traditions simply have died. It's amazing how life
just diminishes pride. Happy thought's roll around inside,
washed away by tears so frequently cried! I've chosen a
plot, now I sit and wait. Caught up in thought, so much
pain to relate. I'll pay my toll at the orchards gate, and
from here to forever I can sit and wait. Am I bound and
gagged? Are my hands tied? Has my surplus of life withered
and dried? Will a cleansing wind arrive today, or will the
final wind blow me away?

I'm not really sure anymore. I have more than enough
amazing friends, so I guess I'm down to meet anyone that is
solid in their beliefs and in their personality.
I suppose hot girls who like tattoo'd guy's would be a
plus too,( when I say hot I mean by my standards, not
societies. I have sort of a nerdy girl fetish) but who
cares anymore, I don't. Relationships are
vastly overrated, and all good things in time will tarnish.