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Birthday:	August 28, 1988
Location:	Calgary, Alberta, Canada
Last Active:	11:40am \| Sep 27, '07

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That's alright, that's okay
We were two kids in love
Trying to find our way
That's alright, that's okay
Held our dreams in our hands
Let our minds run away
That's alright, that's okay
We were walkin' through some youth
Smilin' through some pain
That's alright, let's turn the page
And remember what I say girl
And it goes this way

Girl, don't go away mad...
Girl, just go away

PISTON AT THE BACKALLEY ON OCTOBER 26!
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me and lucas fuckin benner

the boys

my favorite stoner...and me

lukes ass and cameroon

me and sexytrevy

lucas fucking benner

sexytommm and i

me and daaaaamien

cameroon and sexytommm

my favorite stoner(again)

me and sexytommm

my boys

cameroon and sexytrevy

piston

sexytommm

me and cody

i love you to pieces...

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The paradox of our time in history is that
we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways but narrower viewpoints.
We spend more, but have less. We buy more, but enjoy it less.
We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time;
We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment;
more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little,
drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired,
read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.
We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We�ve learned how to make a living, but not a life.
We�ve added years to life, not life to years.
We�ve been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.

We�ve conquered outer space, but not inner space.
We�ve done larger things, but not better things.
We�ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.
We�ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We�ve learned to rush, but not to wait.
We plan more, but accomplish less.
We write more, but learn less.
We build more computers
to hold more information
to produce more copies than ever,
but have less communication.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion;
tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.
These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;
more leisure, but less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;
of fancier houses, but broken homes.
These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away morality,
one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do
everything from cheer to quiet, to kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window
and nothing in the stockroom;
a time when technology can bring this letter to you,
and a time when you can choose either to share this insight,
or to just hit delete�

THE ART OF MUSIC...

If for one minute you think your better than a 16 year old girl in a
green day t-shirt, you're sorely mistaken. Remember the first
time you went to a show and saw your favorite band. You wore
their shirt and sang every word. You knew nothing about scene
politics, haircuts or what was cool. All you knew was that their
music made you feel different from anyone you shared a locker
with. Someone finally understood you. This is what music is about.
-Gerard Way

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