we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
Su7an:I bet Duncan can fly. He's just holding out on showing that skill off. joe_canadian:Yeah, one day at a concert he'll just stop playing and be like "Yo muthafuckas! Wheeeeee!" and zoom off into the horizon
OLPgeotomi wrote:This is certainly something random: Wait... what the HELL?? Is he SMILING?!
he looks scary in this one...
-Liam
"Sometimes Nothin' Can Be a Real Cool Hand"
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Who took the extreme close-up of Raine there? I mean, wow, the person must have got right in his face for that one...
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
dickies is the best!!! we used to have to wear them for band..and everyone made fun of us cause we really loved them..but now they're popular and we have the last laugh. i've got two pairs of pants, black and blue, and a purse...and two backpacks. their stuff is some serious quality..it's the longest i've ever had a backpack and it's still kicking. my sister had a bag..and she like..lost it on the highway(don't ask how) and someone found it and mailed it to her..and it had been like..run over a thousand times..and the damn thing is still is pretty good condition. i think the plastic buckle broke..but she never used it anyways..the zipper is still perfect and stuff. all the contents inside got wrecked..like her wallet. oh well...dickies kicks ass!!!!!!!!!!!!