Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

fuck this fuck so high and fuckity fucked up
walkin fuckin round fuckin like a dont know it hole fuckintard
fuckin verbs fuckin gaggity fuckin my fuck it all....

an "elf made toy"

but i am about to.

i am currently writing country songs....

what pictures? please send to me.
dark and negative? really?
damn.....
i missed my mark by a mile of words.

thanks truck. i'm trying to. and yeah...that link is olderan my daughter. i'll get rid of it, i suppose.

throws in pulse
as we kiss
kiss
desmiss...

here it is a jagged knife just
what your throat ...

I miss you. I miss us being...

if you choose no further speak...
please cut me loose
aye
lose a tooth
but also reak

no words typed have meaning enough, nor individual definitions to express what i mean to say.

i have without personal inner doubt destroyed one soul or two maybe more as much as thirty three divided by the ones i passed whom i with love allowed a slow dissolve of what i once displayed as me its a long road behind me so easy now to see its no longer than individual moment memories no words......

its no where near complete....just thought i'd see what you thought so far.... i have without personal inner doubt destroyed one soul or two maybe more as much as thirty three divided by the ones i passed whom i with love allowed a slow dissolve of what i once displayed as me its a long road behind...

tiger is smoke.
fucking women when married.......

america.

journalism mirrors.

I read all your posts, and I agree.

its been so long since i said hello. i love you all and miss you so...... much i walked around tonight and and and and thought of my girls in rhythmatic circles mental pencils dance strokes you should see my Ruby baby i cry beg no more on my knees when she looks at me says daddy o fuck o fuck o fuck...

merry mass of christ......i send love and hugs.

its a missle......fuck it...you have no say anyway. If it were a bomb then it would be be funny. (listen to Corso) George Carlin laughs in death. My love put Vaseline her hair. She is 14 months old. Seeing that was life L Rod.....my brother in the arms of struggle. I miss you. I hit these keys with ...