boys night out

ductapeboy

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The first time I saw a body bend that way

I realized we are more beautifull dead than alive.

With body parts removed, the rib cage ripped away,

I see why they say beauty comes from the inside.

www.xfullblastx.com/bno/

Dave Pauls

www.corbettsskishop.com

I like dead kittens.
 
um...help?

Hold my girlfriend while I kiss your skis!

Official Storm Trooper of the Silent Army

::VIVA LA RESISTANCE::
 
they sound like shit.

c_lo - 'Alright, Phrosty is a homo but I'm going to have to agree with him on the poser issue here.'

powskier1080 - 'All your signature sums up is how big a fuckup you are.'

googoo271 - 'Oh of course we get a post from our good ignorant assfuck, phrosty'

Oh, shit I spelt something wrong? Fuck you cocksucker!
 
they good but when dave says their lyrics i get scared

Hold my girlfriend while I kiss your skis!

Official Storm Trooper of the Silent Army

::VIVA LA RESISTANCE::
 
Now I realize, the cowardice you kept behind your bloodshot eyes, and awkward frames were calling the shots, And I was left depleted grinning like a retard who thought you were there, when you retreated.

 
yea boys night out fans... te he.

if every day was the same, i would have died years ago. my calendar is marked with blood red x's for every twenty-four hours i've suffered through. today has been cluttered with broken teeth and filthy stitches and a conscience that won't shut up. now, i understand that your worst is beating the hell out of my best, and i can take it. the one thing that i'll ever get is how you turned out like all the rest...but i can take it, and that says a lot about the difference between me and you. if you're all i've got i'll have nothing left after what i'm about to do. so let's begin this autumn drive - one jerk of the wheel and we'll see how cold this november water really is and i'll watch your blood run thin through infected wounds and softened scars again. today was my favorite kind of day - filled with the things we fear will find us where we sleep and fuck us where we breathe...the things that won't just fade away the way i let you fade away. today was my favorite kind of day.

Dave Pauls

www.corbettsskishop.com

I like dead kittens.
 
wow what the fuck are they smoking, nah they must be doin heroin or something because they sound like seriously fucking depressed people

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Creator of the NS Cousin Exchange Program

'Hey look, it's a Zamboni.' My not so intelligent friend after he saw the Loon Gondola

Stealth Ninja of the Silent Army

Viva la Resistance!

 
this is the sound of tooth against bone

against cheering crowds and broken homes.

this is the end of my rope,

so bite down...

tell me how this concrete tastes

and tell me for the last time that you're sorry

so i can laugh out loud as i watch you

struggle; broken, bloody and barely breathing. the truth is, there's been an autumn in me

and it's been that way since may.

yeah, i've hoped forever...

diminishing myself with my unconscious.

this is the end of the line...

and my shoes,

ripped and ruined from running,

have finally found their final resting place

at the base of your skull...

and once again someone's left to clean up your mess.

Dave Pauls

www.corbettsskishop.com

I like dead kittens.
 
I don't know if you would call them emo... but the words are great. they touch me right here in my boy bits.

i can't believe how smart you think you are. do you even know i'm right behind you and that i saw you stumble home? yeah i was there when you took that breath...unaware that it would be your last one. i'm sure that you would have said goodbye and i know that everyone will miss you. no, i'm not sorry for what i've done. close your eyes i'm gonna make you famous. and i never got to know you and i never knew your name. yeah, life's not fair...but you know it has a strange way of working out. my god, it's beautiful the way the crimson syrup drains away. the art in the knife as it lathers red milk. you are my canvas.

Dave Pauls

www.corbettsskishop.com

I like dead kittens.
 
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