Ghandi unit fo lyyyfe fuck yall poser shittt
i make it rain mother fuckers
98% of teenagers have been high or drunk.
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I find it kind of funny, i find it kind of sad, the dreams in which im dieing are the best ive ever had
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Te salted crackers and water really do help, vomiting is your imaigination
And as blood parts the clouds, i will remember, the days when things happened for a reason, when all truths were told, when all lives were worth living....
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I'm eddy im not the sharpest shed in the tool, im not huge and muscular, im not particularily good looking at all, and yes, i keep a binder with a book of my poetry and a book of mi drawings.....but i like me, u kan too! if u want to :P..........oh yeah and i USED! to smoke alot of weed so im pretty blank and dumb and non remember..ing...ish....deal with it!!!...........and jus so u know mi hands are probably down mi pants when u read this 
so i am me and thats all i am dont like it start a petition or possibry a whatchamahooie.......a...(blankness)...one of those things that people do like with the picket signs like i said im non remember-ing-ish so bear with me....a.......shit i just had it too.......fuck i forget but u get tha picture so yeah im in the ghandi unit repersent so bleh im bored with myself give me something new, a little bit a you maybe 
so remember kids be urself be induvidual if i like it i like it, if i dont ull know it 
the eeeend finally
so i am me and thats all i am dont like it start a petition or possibry a whatchamahooie.......a...(blankness)...one of those things that people do like with the picket signs like i said im non remember-ing-ish so bear with me....a.......shit i just had it too.......fuck i forget but u get tha picture so yeah im in the ghandi unit repersent so bleh im bored with myself give me something new, a little bit a you maybe so remember kids be urself be induvidual if i like it i like it, if i dont ull know it the eeeend finally favorite bands at theee moment wood be queens of the stone age, disturbed, UNK, rammstein,
panic! at the disco, afi (old stuff), cradle of filth, slayer, my chemical romance,HIM, slipknot, billy talent, tech nine, mindless self indulgence, tool, The Doors (jim morrison kicks fucking ass), insane clown posse,gumbootz, necro, NWA, obie trice, and of course coolio:D
i think that there should be a heart bank......i mean everyone allways complains aboot thr heart being stolen.....like thr all like..."u stole my heart"............i guess hearts are like money in a way....if u leeve it in ur wallet or purse it mite get jacked......or maybe even....like broken if u get pushed and fall against a wall and sai "OW! CHARLIE HORSE!!!!! AND SHARDS OF DAMN WALLET FILLING STUFFS!!!(cood be hearts(?)so we put our money in the bank...so as not to get charliehorsed OR shards of random pocket fillin stuffs poked into us(in bad wai)........so why not hearts?......thrs me thesis on heart theft read it and weep other science-tists!!!
"Sleep"
"you dont look for him he looks for you,
as the world is shifting,
mistakes are boldly seen,
to make the feeler nervous,
in this nervous dream,
the less that you see the more that you love,
the bars,
they appear,
in the rain and the clouds,
tornadoes are crying,
in the morning dust,
the birds have woken,
at the falling of the sun,
to awaken all the people,
who so silently sleep,
hearing only the sounds of forsaken trumpets,
they wake at there desks taking notes on how to act,
on how to read and write,
only to fall asleep again,
eternal,
these leaves are growing out of the sky,
to meet there master,
the one they call life,
i watch,
i see,
i look,
and my worries go away,
in a puff of smoke,
only to be eaten alive by the monster that dwells within,
i wait,
i wait,
i wait,
i finish my acts,
i finish mi plays,
and i sit,
one day i will be free,
but until then,
i await my saviour,
death..."
"you dont look for him he looks for you,
as the world is shifting,
mistakes are boldly seen,
to make the feeler nervous,
in this nervous dream,
the less that you see the more that you love,
the bars,
they appear,
in the rain and the clouds,
tornadoes are crying,
in the morning dust,
the birds have woken,
at the falling of the sun,
to awaken all the people,
who so silently sleep,
hearing only the sounds of forsaken trumpets,
they wake at there desks taking notes on how to act,
on how to read and write,
only to fall asleep again,
eternal,
these leaves are growing out of the sky,
to meet there master,
the one they call life,
i watch,
i see,
i look,
and my worries go away,
in a puff of smoke,
only to be eaten alive by the monster that dwells within,
i wait,
i wait,
i wait,
i finish my acts,
i finish mi plays,
and i sit,
one day i will be free,
but until then,
i await my saviour,
death..."
The Garden of Oblivion
Welcome, to the fifth door of perception,
When opened, all truths are told,
Beneath the lies of everyday life,
I wish to open a new page to this, if someday I will fly
To the earth of before,
Fires burn in the midst of ice,
I wish to know, one day, or two
The garden is overrun with weeds, that twist and twirl,
The smoke rises,
FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!
The ship sails away from the shore,
With tidings of war from within,
The belly of the beast�awakens,
The morning has come!
The morning of wastelands has gone,
It is time to watch, and listen,
Take a chance to guide yourself
To oblivion and back�..
Welcome, to the fifth door of perception,
When opened, all truths are told,
Beneath the lies of everyday life,
I wish to open a new page to this, if someday I will fly
To the earth of before,
Fires burn in the midst of ice,
I wish to know, one day, or two
The garden is overrun with weeds, that twist and twirl,
The smoke rises,
FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!
The ship sails away from the shore,
With tidings of war from within,
The belly of the beast�awakens,
The morning has come!
The morning of wastelands has gone,
It is time to watch, and listen,
Take a chance to guide yourself
To oblivion and back�..
"the phantom of a room,
seen from behind the smoke,
shimmering slightly as i watch,
watch my own reflection,
pale and worn, the waves come crashing,
do u hear them?
i see in the blue eyes, the pain of the black eyes,
the armies are done, yes done,
are you surprised?"
seen from behind the smoke,
shimmering slightly as i watch,
watch my own reflection,
pale and worn, the waves come crashing,
do u hear them?
i see in the blue eyes, the pain of the black eyes,
the armies are done, yes done,
are you surprised?"
"with all these one days,
and we wills,
allways forgotten or ignored,
the grass is short,
the mountains tall,
queens of the water,
carry the worthless around,
the old, the young, the frail, the strong,
some are all and some are none,
the Ones, they know,
of the oncomeing doom,
poetic are the cries of the dead..."
and we wills,
allways forgotten or ignored,
the grass is short,
the mountains tall,
queens of the water,
carry the worthless around,
the old, the young, the frail, the strong,
some are all and some are none,
the Ones, they know,
of the oncomeing doom,
poetic are the cries of the dead..."
My Salvation
I find salvation in the stars,
They are my only friends,
I sometimes wonder when i'll see them again,
It will be soon,
The Ones will take me there,
When my time has come,
When all my plans have gone into play,
To hear my own screams,
Will bring me rebirth,
Only oblivion awaits me here,
Only demons brought on by myself,
Screams of laughter turn to screams of horror,
And all will fail before i leave this place,
They are all in on it, they all know The Plan,
Grinning devils constantly sacrifice my soul,
The stars are comeing now,
Allmost in my reach,
Only to be snatched away by my own self-hate,
When will this end? whenever i choose,
I am oblivious to change,
I am immune to happyness,
My mind is trapped in the wrong era,
All i know is pain,
Let it stay that way.
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I find salvation in the stars,
They are my only friends,
I sometimes wonder when i'll see them again,
It will be soon,
The Ones will take me there,
When my time has come,
When all my plans have gone into play,
To hear my own screams,
Will bring me rebirth,
Only oblivion awaits me here,
Only demons brought on by myself,
Screams of laughter turn to screams of horror,
And all will fail before i leave this place,
They are all in on it, they all know The Plan,
Grinning devils constantly sacrifice my soul,
The stars are comeing now,
Allmost in my reach,
Only to be snatched away by my own self-hate,
When will this end? whenever i choose,
I am oblivious to change,
I am immune to happyness,
My mind is trapped in the wrong era,
All i know is pain,
Let it stay that way.
Aaron::
dude we ran outa munchies..
Eddy::
i one time ate 4 bottles of bacon bits when i wus like 5...
Aaron::
we can just tell ur mom that we just ran out of munchies ((jk))
**standing there blankly for about 30 seconds**
Eddy::
"slowely reachers for the bottle of bacon bits"
Eddy&Aaron
"lol*munchmunch!!!*"
dude we ran outa munchies..
Eddy::
i one time ate 4 bottles of bacon bits when i wus like 5...
Aaron::
we can just tell ur mom that we just ran out of munchies ((jk))
**standing there blankly for about 30 seconds**
Eddy::
"slowely reachers for the bottle of bacon bits"
Eddy&Aaron
"lol*munchmunch!!!*"
UnderSky
�I wish I told you, long ago,
The way that I felt, all those long days ago,
I wish that I wondered for one more day,
The way that felt,
it is long gone today
I sometimes think that I may have done wrong,
In thinking it�s right, that I didn�t know wrong,
I wish that I told you, I wish that I said,
That I really wish you would be in my head,
One day we�ll walk, and one day we�ll remember,
The days that we walked, undersky,
I know I can trust you, but some days I wish that I�d tried,
I just hope, that you know when I�ve died,
And sometimes I wonder, if you will remember, the days that we walked,
Undersky,
How I miss the stars, and how I miss the moon,
Just does not compare to just how I miss you,
And now I lament, for the day that I tried, but didn�t try hard enough,
I just wish I could fly, sometimes I just wish that,
I could remember, the days that I walked in the light,
But I do remember, the good times we had, and now I walk all alone undersky��
"Prayers Of The Day"
"grasping at smoke
fighting with mirrors
with all of your waking dreams
and sleeping emotions
you might just think that you're losing control
but throughout all of this, no matter what youre told
its game over now, game over
your lives are all gone, no more fighting to win,
you cant face any more foes
no reset with this one
now you have to start over, from the beginning
take this metal and paint it black for me,
take these eyes and paint them grey for me,
take these hands and paint them red for me
the white blossoms bloom, paint them dead for me,
perfect, beautiful flowers, paint them back to seeds for me,
paint life into the cadavers,
paint love into the serial killers, warmongers, and sociopaths,
take this multicoloured blanket that i lie on,
undo every stitch and weave,
and make it into a kite, fly it high, my dear,
i hope you enjoy it
i would write you a story, a poem, a song,
i would take the light from the sky, to bring the light back to your eyes,
i would steal the luster from the stars, to see your skin glow as it used to,
darling, i would bring life to the dead,
to hear your melodious laugh, to see your radiant smile,
if leaving would make you happy again,
i would leave, and never come back,
i fill these blank pages mindlessly,
but blank they remain, and mindless i remain,
i crave the colour you bring to my life,
i crave you, my dear, i crave you..."
"i am the tongue that we all believed,
i am the eyes we all thought had the sight,
i am the ears that we thought heard all,
i am the nerves, shot to shit before we saw it coming,
i am the fingertips, we actually thought that they felt it all?
but guess what, i am also the courage all used up to get here,
i am the thoughts we fed on to evolve, oh we evolved did we?
i contradicted us all, and we still made it,
dominant? submissiveness gets us places,
run to your goals? the doors wont be as crowded if we walk,
scream for help? they said it would end quick if we were quiet,
you dont need to work when your bloody and broken,
why dont we all just relax, we arent in a rush,
grow up? but adults arent given everything,
well, time to sit, two rapid-fire coffees,
a cigarette, maybe a reflective moment or two,
no need for time to heal, all in your head, kid,
we are all just in your head, and we wont leave without a fight."