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Matt
| Main blog: | Straight Jacket | | Age: | 19 | | Birthday: | October 13th 1987 | | Gender: | Male | | Occupation: | Student | | Education: | High school, School of life | | Religion: | Spiritual but not religious | | Service Attendance: | Never | | Race/lineage: | White / Caucasian | | Location: | United States, Colorado |
| Body Size: | Thin | | Height: | 6' 0" (183 cm) | | Eyes: | Blue | | Vision: | Glasses/Spectacles | | Hair Color: | Blonde | | Hair Style: | Straight - Long | | Facial Hair: | Goatee | | Skin Tone: | Pale | | Best Feature: | Sweet spot | | Clothing Pref.: | Gothic | | Undies: | Boxers |
| Relationship Status: | Single - Involved | | Sexual Preference: | Really Straight | | Astrological Sign: | Libra (Sept 23 - Oct 23) | | Existing as: | Human | | Smoking: | Quit | | Liquor: | Non-alcoholic beverages only | | Exercise: | Occasionally | | 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 | | Drink: | Orange Juice | | 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.
Dead
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...
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