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Name: William Taylor Boles Birthday: 10/29/1987 Gender: Male
Interests: God, people that I've never met before, cooking Italian, reenacting , airsoft, pillaging and destroying countries of a less adapted culture, and paranormal investigation. Expertise: Muuuuhahahahahahahahahahaha! Occupation: Government Industry: Hospitality
Message: message me AIM: ViolentStrudel
Member Since:
7/8/2004
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| RIP Andy. You will be missed.
Your Friend,
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| I'm pretty sure that I just need to get away even for just a little while. I really don't know where I belong or where I should belong when I belong to nothing. At this point I know there is more out there, but how do I get there. I need to just get up go. Maybe if I don't come back then things will be better. But if I go and don't come back, will people remember?
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| Please, remember me Happily By the rosebush laughing With bruises on my chin The time when We counted every black car passing Your house beneath the hill And up until Someone caught us in the kitchen With maps, a mountain range, A piggy bank A vision too removed to mention But
Please, remember me Fondly I heard from someone you're still pretty And then They went on to say That the pearly gates Had some eloquent graffiti Like 'We'll meet again' And 'Fuck the man' And 'Tell my mother not to worry' And angels with their gray Handshakes Were always done in such a hurry.......
So....
Please, remember me Finally And all my uphill clawing My dear But if i make The pearly gates Do my best to make a drawing Of G-d and Lucifer A boy and girl An angel kissin on a sinner A monkey and a man A marching band All around the frightened trapeze swingers
edit: Check out this site. Pretty intense stuff. http://www.fallujah.us/ | | |
| "Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness Cause all of our moves make up for the silence And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase Like I'll never be the same" | | |
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