|Main blog:||Straight Jacket|
|Birthday:||October 13th 1987|
|Education:||High school, School of life|
|Religion:||Spiritual but not religious|
|Race/lineage:||White / Caucasian|
|Location:||United States, Colorado|
|Height:||6' 0" (183 cm)|
|Hair Style:||Straight - Long|
|Best Feature:||Sweet spot|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Involved|
|Sexual Preference:||Really Straight|
|Astrological Sign:||Libra (Sept 23 - Oct 23)|
|Liquor:||Non-alcoholic beverages only|
|Your Home:||Live with parents|
|Likes:||Shorty, Ozzy, & my mom|
|Dislikes:||To many too list but as Manson says "When I'm god everyone dies"|
|Interests:||Shorty & guitar|
|People/Heroes:||Shorty, and Marilyn Manson|
|Bands/Artists:||Marilyn Manson, NIN, Slipknot, Kittie, Nirvana, Green Day, Slayer, Six Feet Under.|
|Albums/CDs:||With Teeth, Things Falling Apart, The Fragile, The Downward Spiral, Slipknot, All of My Ruin's.|
|Songs:||Coma white, Wait and Bleed|
|TV Shows:||The Simpsons, NCIS|
|Games:||Anything that involves a lot of killing|
|Colors:||Well of course black and blood red, I can't forget silver or lime green|
|Pets/Animals:||White Poodle named Ozzy|
|Cars/Motorcyles:||I have a 1990 Toyota that I crashed|
|Quotes:||"When I'm god everyone dies"|
Maybe I should just........|
Kill myself. I can't do anything right and I can't even make a fucking phone call to ask about a job. I'm so fucking pathetic.
I don't think I've been here in a while I just have to much going on. Some days I stop and wonder how things have gotten to the place there at and if it's for better or worse. Most of the time I don't come up with anything that would say that the past is better, I guess I just miss some things. Over, Out...
Sick of it.
I feel like a I can't do anything right no one cares and I fuck everything up, but who doesn't. Maybe it's because when I hit my head a few hours ago it fucked things up I don't know. I can't even write thins here or anywhere. Over, Out...
Life Bleeds On
I'm now officially married! Things have a tendancy to die, but not when you want them to anyway this place is falling, falling away. I don't want it to, but it's better for me. Don't worry I'm as lost as ever and I need to step the fuck up. Well we shall see how life bleeds on. Over, Out...