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speaking out [07 Oct 2006|10:50pm] [ mood | gay ] [ music | bright eyes ] Soooo hott right. 2 comments|post comment

speaking out [07 Oct 2006|10:47pm] I was just thinking I kind of want to change my name to Tawny. Tawny Peaks. I feel that my name needs to be anglocized at this juncture so I can be taken seriously as a buddhist. I am also hoping to pursue a career as a porn star, obvs. post comment

[07 Oct 2006|10:46pm] man gays ime sry i gots tah get high and jackit see yall after i blow a load post comment

speaking out [07 Oct 2006|10:44pm] The phone slips from a loose grip Words were missed then, some apology I didn’t want to tell you this No, it’s just some guy she's been hanging out with I don’t know, the past couple weeks I guess Well, thank you and hang up the phone Let the funeral start Hear the casket close Let’s pin split-black ribbon to your overcoat Well, laughter pours from under doors In this house, I don’t understand that sound no more It seems artificial, like a T.V. set Well, haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh This weight it must be satisfied You offer only one reply You know not what you do But you tear and tear your hair from roots From that same head you have twice removed now A lock of hair you said would prove Our love would never die Well ha ha ha I remember everything The words we spoke on freezing South Street And all those mornings watching you get ready for school You combed your hair inside that mirror The one you painted blue and glued with jewelry tears Something about those bright colors would always make you feel better But now we speak with ruined tongues And the words we say aren’t meant for anyone It’s just a mumbled sentence to a passing acquaintance But there was once you You said you hate my suffering And you understood And you’d take care of me You'd always be there Well where are you now? Haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh The plans were never finalized But left to hang like yarn and twine Dangling before my eyes As you tear and tear your hair from roots From that same head you have twice removed now A lock of hair you said would prove Our love would never die And I sing and sing of awful things The pleasure that my sadness brings As my fingers press onto the strings In yet another clumsy chord Haligh, haligh, an awful lie This weight will now be satisfied I'm gonna give you only one reply I know not who I am But I talk in the mirror To the stranger that appears Our conversations are circles Always one sided Nothing is clear Except we keep coming back To this meaning that I lack He says the choices were given Now you must live them Or just not live But do you want that? post comment

speaking out [07 Oct 2006|02:39am] My name is Jason I have taken up a career in contracting mad porn slutz and have since contracted mad herpez It's a lot of fun. I do a roasty jack which is where i hold a lighter to my ballz and try to jack it before I burn to death lololol I always win teh roasty jack game because its hard to burnzzzz post comment

love me read me hold me [13 May 2006|10:48pm] Hey hey, it's Jason, now a member of the delicious livejournal community. Unfortunately, the screenname "Dixie_normus" was taken, so I've fallen back on an old staple. I stopped blogging about a month ago, and since then random thoughts have been piling up in my brain, kind of like a stroke, but not as deadly. So, until I start up my "blog" again, this will be an... unloading platform, if you will. Well, it's getting late, so I'll be off. Or, convsersely, I haven't played video games all day, so I'll be off. 2 comments|post comment

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