There truely isnt anyone or anything out there for me,
Decaying inside out is the path I have fell apon,
I continue going on to see if rescue will come to sea,
But the night is coming which means its time to move on.
Suicide Note pt. 1 - Pantera
Cheap cocaine, a dry inhale, the pills that kill and take the pain away,
Diet of life, shelter without, the face that cannot see inside yours and mine,
When I’m hiding, when I need it, it lets me breathe, for our handle on this life, I don’t believe this time
Would you look at me now?
Can you tell I’m a man?
With these scars on my wrists
To prove I’ll try again
Try to die again, try to live through this night
Try to die again…..
Forever fooling, free and using, sliding down the slide that breaks a will,
Mothers angel, getting smarter, how smart are you to regress unfulfilled?
It’s a damn shame, but who’s to blame?
-My Top Ten Favorite Albums-
10. Damnation and a Day - Cradle of Filth
9. Elephant - The White Stripes
8. Tranceport - Paul Oakenfold
7. Darkside of the Moon - Pink Floyd
6. Led Zeppelin IV - Led Zeppelin
5. Jar of Flies - Alice In Chains
4. Lateralus - Tool
3. For Lack of a Better Name - Deadmau5
2. Razorblade Romance - HIM
1. Vulgar Display of Power - Pantera
Fuck yes.
(Source: still-fucking-hostile, via andysandimas)
Éirinn go brách
Ireland, I don’t know of another place in the world where the word both spoken and written is so celebrated. Where storytelling through poetry, brogues, or in song, is so integral, influential, so much part of english languange that we, all of us, consider it a birth right.
—Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations - Ireland
Ok im done :) had to get some shit off my chest.
The pain in my heart is replaced with hangovers and bad decisions, waiting for the day my soul takes flight or falls through the floor.
