Im Money Baby.
Im a bear with big fucking teeth. i have big ass claws.
your just a scared bunny.
Im so money.
this weekend was amazing.
I think i was at the sweetest party of all time on saturday.
my girl jeannie threw a 17thb day kegger. so many people from gangster to scene.
met alot of really cool people.
and a super cute vickey.
ive been super active lately and i feel more in shape than i have been ina long time.
i have a newfound apreciation for the beach and im there like everyday.
i hope summer brings me lots of fun.
As far as i know this tuesday is the day i can officialy buy a car.
its been said before but this time its gunna happen. ha.
as far as our band gos we are writing a third song.
its pretty metal.
"Im not a habbit im a lifestyle"
silver settles in on shiny staryeyed skies.
the open air is dripping with the youngs blood.
the brood at steady pace.
moving in for the kill.
a freckled face fracture.
our wings are tappered by the bound.
and gaged we sleep alone.
17 years and loosing track of who we are.
a sumary of what was meant to be.
escaping from lungs while the lips carry on.
close your eyes and dance to the sound of our cries.
the blackend time remaining hanging from the second floor.
as black as night im creepin through your back door.
illicit love affairs.
the weilding of angry stares.
a coward in comparison the lion sleeps alone.
As always
suprisingly enough a quite cheerful
~Matt~
your just a scared bunny.
Im so money.
this weekend was amazing.
I think i was at the sweetest party of all time on saturday.
my girl jeannie threw a 17thb day kegger. so many people from gangster to scene.
met alot of really cool people.
and a super cute vickey.
ive been super active lately and i feel more in shape than i have been ina long time.
i have a newfound apreciation for the beach and im there like everyday.
i hope summer brings me lots of fun.
As far as i know this tuesday is the day i can officialy buy a car.
its been said before but this time its gunna happen. ha.
as far as our band gos we are writing a third song.
its pretty metal.
"Im not a habbit im a lifestyle"
silver settles in on shiny staryeyed skies.
the open air is dripping with the youngs blood.
the brood at steady pace.
moving in for the kill.
a freckled face fracture.
our wings are tappered by the bound.
and gaged we sleep alone.
17 years and loosing track of who we are.
a sumary of what was meant to be.
escaping from lungs while the lips carry on.
close your eyes and dance to the sound of our cries.
the blackend time remaining hanging from the second floor.
as black as night im creepin through your back door.
illicit love affairs.
the weilding of angry stares.
a coward in comparison the lion sleeps alone.
As always
suprisingly enough a quite cheerful
~Matt~