?

the velvet hooks

2009-06-13T23:51:00.000-07:00

----

the nights are long
and the mind is high
the drinks are strong
but so am i

the boys want action
where the girls are sweet
the boys are full of deception
and the girls, deceit

you ask me for plans
i say go with the flow
there might be a chance
of something we've yet to know

everything kills
and im so bored
im living on pills
for which i thank god

everything will flow

2009-06-07T01:36:00.000-07:00

----

the sun shines to make you pretty
and the stars glow for you
the birds sing, they wanna make you happy
the world is for you
and your positivity.

the drowners

2009-05-24T13:36:00.000-07:00

i take 1, 1 because they dont care for me
and take 2, 2 is for my family
and 3, 3 for my heartache
then 4, 4.. 4 is for my headaches
and then 5, 5 for feeling lonely
6,6,6 is for my sorrow
and 7 is for no tomorrow
then 8, 8 i forget what 8 was for
but 9, 9, 9 is for a lost god and
10, 10 is for everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything

everything everything everything everything
---

bullets.

2009-04-19T00:37:00.000-07:00

every day, i picture things falling down
landscapes all turned around
in cities that start to drown

and when i try, to clear the fear out of me
remedy my decaying grieves
to feel like i used to be

i would rather be,
dead without trace
no its not you but me
histories and my thinking ways
maybe its mild paranoia
maybe anxiety disorder
or maybe its borderline bipolar

oh im just lying there
felt like i lost everything
friendships on breaking strings
my mother thats crying, and crying and crying

there is a "lie" in the word believing
there is a 0 in the word hope
there is just emptiness in everything
the only way of escaping is dying

so swallow your tongue in my silence
attune your heart to my thinking
breathe in the air that im breathing
and wonder if its a life worth living

division of the diamond dogs

2009-01-24T01:27:00.000-08:00

oh victory upon me tonight
cause i think im so clever im so clever im so clever
tick tock stop the clock, fiction is my thing
my attitude is always i and me and mine

looks turn to lovers, flames into fires
Jack loves his tragedy, Queen her desires
you look well suited like you come to win
lust pride and greed blind you to your degrees of sin

so this is the grand finale
the crescendo of demise
this is the happy ending
where the unlucky goes down and dies
everything will blow tonight
either friend or foe, tonight

small figures in a vast expanse

2009-01-11T01:03:00.000-08:00

the copper shades of a morning
distant lights beckon & fade
battlesongs of another day

is this to you, the perfect pace?
the look of sorrow on a sufferer face
my rifle in my hands, we charge hand in hand
as i cursed the worlds i longed to save

why is it i dont feel the same?
my ended boyhood is to be blamed
for heaven is different for you and me
and heaven is,
what some of us will never see

we are all in the gutter
but some of us are looking at the stars
we are all men of the national army
and all of us, get bleeding scars

war

2008-12-31T00:08:00.000-08:00

i declare war on the world
war in outer space
i declare war in a nutshell
war all over the place

i declare war on every government
war against all odds
i declare war on your inner sanctum
on your blood thirsty gods

i declare war on the axis of morons
all out war on complacent consent
i declare war on the war against drugs
rape and Slaughter of the innocent

war on big brother
warmongers and profiteers
war on your dogma dubya
armageddon's engineers

war in a heartbeat
i declare war on so-called civilization
world trade globalization
organized desinformation

war on ambassadors of pretense
war on MTV and CNN
mcdonald's walt disney and bethlehem
on christina britney and eminem

i declare war on the world of anti-choice
on violent unilaterality
on the amassment of murderous high-tech toys
and all crimes against humanity

war on the moral majority
on corparate.com imperialism
on mindlessly bumbling stupidity
and police-state terrorism

rarefaction

2008-11-23T11:52:00.000-08:00

indie fags
drug acts
and suicide
in your dad's suits you hide
---

and if your babies are going crazy
that's how you made me

pure energy

-----

i love the feeling when we lift up
watching the world so small below
if we suddenly fall should i scream out
or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth as i’m crying
so frightened of dying
relax yes i’m trying
this fears got a hold on me

oh inverted world

2008-10-29T12:51:00.000-07:00

"only when you know chaos, you will know peace.

---
the celebral cortex, the celebellum. that's where your problem is. no one is born depressed or demential. they grow and think in being one. this is somewhere beyond happiness and sadness. ecstasy and downers. dreams and drowners.

for some reason, you dont see fish agonized by wild mood swings. sponges never have a bad day.

those cosmetic drugs, mood equalizers and anti-depressants, only treat the symptoms of the bigger problems. every addiction, is just a way to treat the same problem. drugs or overeating or alcohol or sex, its all another way to find peace. To escape what we know. our education. Adam's bite of the forbidden apple.

---
some love too little,some too long,
some sell, and others buy
some do the deed with so many tears,
and some without a sigh
each man is killed by what he loves,
the lucky ones they die.

Valium vs Vitamins vs Herion vs Prozac vs Caffeine vs Codeine

2008-08-02T11:17:00.000-07:00

this room is, a private hell
from where i'm typing
on my own happy pills
i'm levitating,
very tranquilizing

above the earth
enclosed by walls,
these four cornered nights
im getting missed calls

so leave me here to my devices
i can't think with all these noise
and they are playing love songs
on the radio tonight
which keep fucking up our lives

dont wish to wake up
in the morning after
i need a word to end,
these daily terrors

note to self;
no one cares
talk to the mirror

you have been kissed
between the ears
with human errors.
--

caring is creepy

2008-07-22T12:19:00.000-07:00

---
the summer skies they turn grey
like how im so sick of, my wicked ways
today was a different day
young and beautiful in every way

the past and pending, they will stay
only some people tell me "its okay
some can see that i am changing,
i'd die in a,
probably more fashionable way
---

--- = ...?

we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars

2008-07-20T03:22:00.000-07:00

saturday.
--

small faces

jacks of all trades, masters of some

casino

me
---

i write something here later after i go skate in front of my house

the first of the gang to die

2008-07-17T10:19:00.000-07:00

to Deng, my cousin, whom i intend to make little graphic novel with.
one for us, one for the museum and one for the Heavens.
sneak preview of the storyline.
--
liverpool scene,
narrator's point of view.
--

we are two mariners
our ship's sole survivors
in this belly of a whale

it's ribs are ceiling beams
it's guts are carpeting
i guess we have some time to kill

you may not remember me
i was a child of three
and you, a lad of eighteen

but, i remember you
and i will relate to you
how our histories interweave

at the time, you were
a rake and a roustabout
spending all your money
on the whores and hounds..

you had a charming air
all cheek and debonair
that my widowed mother found so sweet

and so she took you in
her sheets still warm with him
now filled with filth and foul disease

as time wore on you proved
a debt-ridden drunken mess
leaving my mother
a poor consumptive wretch..

and then you disappeared
your gambling arrears'
the only thing you left behind

and then the magistrate
reclaimed our small estate
and my poor mother lost her mind

then, one day in spring
my dear sweet mother died
but, before she did
i took her hand as she's dying, cried:

"find him. bind him
tie him to a pole.
and break his fingers
to splinters
drag him to a hole until he
wakes up naked
clawing at the ceiling
of his grave"

it took me fifteen years
to swallow all my tears
among the urchins in the street

until a priory
took pity and hired me
to keep their vestry nice and neat

but, never once in the employ
of these holy men
did i ever, once turn my mind
from the thought of revenge..

one night i overheard
the prior exchanging words
with a penitent whaler from the sea

the captain of his ship
who matched you toe to tip
was known for a wanton cruelty

the following day
i shipped to sea
with a privateer

and in the whistle
of the wind
i could almost hear..

"find him, bind him
tie him to a pole and break
his fingers to splinters
drag him to a hole until he
wakes up naked
clawing at the ceiling
of his grave

there is one thing I must say to you
as you sail across the sea
always, your mother will watch over you
as you avenge this wicked deed"

and then, that fateful night
we had you in our sight
after twenty months at sea

your starboard flank abeam
i was getting my muskets clean
when came this rumbling from beneath

the ocean shook
the sky went black
and the captain quailed

and before us grew
the angry jaws
of a giant whale..

don't know how I survived
the crew all was chewed alive
i must have slipped between his teeth

but, oh, what providence
what divine intelligence
that you should survive
as well as me

it gives my heart great joy
to see your eyes fill with fear
to lean in close
and i will whisper
the last words you'll hear

i remember nothing

2008-07-17T09:35:00.000-07:00

"You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies."
---

you are like a piece of art
a picture of Dorian Gray
beauty that never goes away
a mona lisa protected from decay

i admire you like a museum's painting
through glass and the devil's mockings
i can dream night and day
but you remind me of where i stay

you are not mine,that's fine
too lovely like an english rose
feelingless like the flower itself
you will never say a thanks or sorry
maybe its just me, end of story
or maybe its the nature of this cruel world
that made me fell for you, a girl.

Amelia, fuck you.
---

"you put my name and Hell, it rhymes with yours"

2008-07-13T12:10:00.000-07:00

"let me be the one who calls you baby all the time"

rachel rachel rachel
i felt so comfortable
you are so clever
but know this you will never

plastic swords and 21
fuck our worlds we're just for fun
them diners point peep and stare
finish your whatever and let's run

my eyes don't lie
at first you're only decent
then the brown hair,
then your eyes,
your energy makes them glow like gold
now i think you're just like heaven

but then again
you're still a girlfriend to your boyfriend
hope you're both happy, like how he's lucky
and to steal you, i dont intend
cause he probably treats you better
like a man

these simple words are typed with little effort
but to think of losing you upsets me, somehow
feelings overshadow reason
like how Love
keeps breaking the broken
---

1t8tyg1igj

2008-07-13T09:12:00.000-07:00

4.

2008-07-07T07:22:00.000-07:00

it was fast,
but i hope it will somehow last
dreams, like stars. sparse
they twinkle traversed in the skies
some glow and go like fireflies
so,take. these pills,
and observe the ones that die

true friends, like lies
they smile just to be so nice
but you, your eyes
is a mirror of a better life
so take this kill
and it will stay,
this way.

11101001001001000101001010100011000101011101

2008-06-27T07:43:00.000-07:00

be like the brother
i never had
be like a real son to my dad

skate comp.

2008-06-25T08:10:00.000-07:00

then we went to a skate comp(without skatboards)
i guess we're too old for this shite

the skate competition.
at least put a flatbar or something la c'mon

one admirable person since i was 15.
Qi An & bus 57

the underdog. we like him and we supported him
we didn't know his name so we called him the "in-the-sun-guy"
reckons that he uses solar energy for his tricks.
i was cheering and hitting my coke bottle on the table when you landed a trick, you know, in case you're reading this.

which is worse?
burning a bible or scratching your Jesus graphic deck each time you boardslide?
yeah i think its cool to have pride in your faith but in places like Alabama they'll kill you when you scratch Mother Mary's face
--

and that's how we spent our last friday and sat. 6pm met my mum, happy mood. bought me a ben sherman.
yeah

HKD

2008-06-25T07:39:00.000-07:00

this is what i do sometimes these days
skate skate, tompang adam's moto, skate
friday nights till it be morrow
sunday mornings until late
--

vespa $1600++
skateboard $170++
Grecs = priceless

street spirit

all we are

the making of a heavenly hell

va va voom
--

i have nothing to type here

trash palace

2008-05-29T11:23:00.000-07:00

Maybe maybe it's the clothes we wear
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookiness

Or maybe maybe it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our looseness

Maybe maybe it's the things we say,
The words we've heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,

Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,

But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do
-suede
---------

maybe its our cheapness

sunny side up

world's dumbest game

bringing down the house

the blackjack

maybe maybe it's the clothes we wear
the tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair

just trash, you and me
we are the litter on the breeze
----

borderline bipolar

2008-05-25T07:46:00.000-07:00

"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.
Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth."
---

of Fire

of Ice

of Dope

and of Hope
------

as fake gold fades to grey

2008-05-23T06:51:00.000-07:00

words are flowing out
like endless rain into a paper
they sliver while they pass
they slip across the universe
pools of sorrow
waves of joy
are drifting through my open mind
possessing and caressing me

nothings going to change my world
---

across the universe

it looks great when im high

this modern love

happiness is a warm gun
---

when Jokers attack

2008-05-22T08:13:00.000-07:00

wednesday.

You are not special.
You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake.
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.

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how much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?

it felt like putting a bullet in the brain of every panda who won't reproduce to save their species.

"raised by wolves

"I ran.
I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid.
And then I ran some more."

"We're a generation of men raised by women.
Sometimes I wonder if another woman is what we need."-tyler
---
thursday.

"i want to destroy something beautiful."

Geoff rowley

adam

wah so pro

even more pro

strawberry fields forever.
--

he traded love for liberty
a bold pursuit of fun
he gave away his sanity
and found that he had none

a lack of colour

2008-05-08T04:43:00.000-07:00

the darkest jetty in the world

6666 satan

darkstar

---

you are the last drink, i never should have drunk
you are the body hidden, in the trunk
you are the habit, i just can't seem to kick
you are my secrets on the front page, every week
you are the clothes, i never should have bought
you are the dream, i never should have caught
you are the cut that makes me, hide my face
you are the substance in my heart, worth my faith

like a car crash i can see but i just can't avoid
like a plane i've been told i never should board
like a film that's so bad but i've got to stay till the end
let me tell you now
it's lucky for you that we're friends.

wave of mutilation

2008-04-24T12:17:00.000-07:00

taking back control.

---
you're pretty
they like you
perfectly well
but when i see
myself under you
i see hell.

closer

2008-04-22T07:22:00.000-07:00

your zero

and you will know us by the trail of dead

running up that hill

i need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer

"im forever blowing bubbles...
they fly so high, they reach the sky
unlike my dreams they fade and die"

the jester

the poetic romantic

and the girl.
----

"love leaves you eating ice cream like a drug addict"

the road is dark, with glass and stones
these shadows follow my walking bones
but the stars are bright you know
and they're almost yours
they'll come either soon or slow

i dont want you to be my wife
i dont want to give you life
i just want you to know
that this path is dark and cold
and you're somewhat a warmth,
with a glow.

illusion is the first of all pleasures

2008-03-25T09:20:00.000-07:00

a lazy sunday

first we were skating
====================

smells like teen spirit

wicked.

monster

arctic monkey

then we got a hotel room in grand plaza park
-----

boys night out.

winner of Cleo covergirl 2008

----
then it was time to get serious.

====

hmm...

heh..

BLACKJACK!

---

"Johnny's always running around,
Trying to find certainty.
He needs all the world to confirm,
That he ain't lonely.
Mary counts the walls,
says he tires easily."

liverpool.

2008-03-22T11:55:00.000-07:00

"my life ain't a holiday
i've been to a point of no return
i've seen what a man can do
i've seen all the hate of a woman too"

--------

clin city

smokers outside the hospital doors

vega

happy dust
--
Every saint has a past
and every sinner has a future,
all bad poetry springs from genuine feeling
so devour it well,you motherfucker

vanishing point

2008-03-21T01:10:00.000-07:00

cast the pearls aside
of a simple life of need
come into my life forever
the empty bodies stand at rest
casualties of their own flesh
affected by what they dont possess

now we drive the night
to the ironies of peace
you can help deny forever
the tragedies reside in you
the secret sights hide in you
the lonely nights divide you in two

but novody ever knew
that nobody felt like you
and love will tear us thorough

---

whenI'mkingyou'llbefirstagainstthewall

2008-01-27T11:33:00.000-08:00

they say by now the only way to impress her
is a memory deletion operation, by laser
and when realistic people talk to me

i just turn on the tv

i know the stupidity in my defiance
infatuation with unhealthy perseverance
she's a like fight i may never win
like believing in a God i've never seen

so sometimes i feel like Thom York in his song "Creep"

whenever i walk pass her house at Street 3

the girl that stole broken souls,
an angel with a heart of gold.

soulja boy

death of Acid

i can give you life, and i can take it away.

2008-01-04T10:59:00.000-08:00

im not like you
i have to serve the army
you come from wealth and beauty
untouched by work or duty

no one dies a virgin because in the end life fucks us all

2008-01-03T06:18:00.000-08:00

mary sniffing glue, she was 13 years old
when she fell off a roof dying cold
aie was 16 when he pulled the plug
on 26 reds and a bottle of wine

hector was a handsome man
intelligent and full of plans
died in the ICU behind my house
of the slashes he couldn't withstand

sam got leukemia, 18 years old
looked like 65 when he died
he was a friend of mine
it didnt matter if he abused herion and he lied

because we know,
he tried.
----

mediocrity.

2007-12-29T08:18:00.000-08:00

someday someway somewhere somehow
they're gonna make you understand
their words will drill into your head
you will be alone without your friends

you will do everything they say
they will have power over you
you will not question their authority
you know what they can do.
---

the crumbled city stands as known
of the sights i have been shown
a hurt i call my own

teenage angst. Source A

Source B

Source C

Source D

Source E

smokers outside the hospital doors?

berasmara di rumah danial bersama dj rae dan dj deng akibat pukulan naga cina selatan yang telah menghimbus taufan salju ketika mereka berjoli di 7-11

2007-12-22T17:24:00.000-08:00

pleasures that kill.

same old room, graying walls
growing friends, fickle trends
i always wonder where we are driving to
a misery in the end our youth never sensed
because we were directionless
like the crimes we never plan

gambling our bodies like the colours in cards
never fails to bring me thrills
never thought it could kill
like fading colours of forgotten street art
while my soul loses its teenage feel

that dreaming is getting old
talking of stories they'd scoff impotent
with cigarettes that time our length of chill
wasting away in pleasures that kill.
----
substances for self-improvement.

like a key that fits into a hidden stash
unlocking the ability to be at your best
an overnight master of the human game
nothing will ever be the same

the increasing cheating that turned into abuse
a stronger backfire for a stronger magic i use
warnings of a bitter end to come
as the sins begin to catch up
the 7 faces still smile at me everyday
all because,
of the magic i used to play.
---