[.dead in your eyes.]

BREAK FEST!

Sat, 23 Apr 2005 03:17:52 GMT

If ya don't know already, breakfest has been moved! Same time, Same day. different place.

9046 cleveland road clayton nc 27520

its a big gym

don't miss it....

....FUCKERS!

Daybreak Woes

Fri, 08 Apr 2005 04:11:23 GMT

I will stand upon this rock
Holding steadfast against your
Beliefs and traditions
This day will burn with the rising sun
Accursed dawn

I will not falter under the weight of hypocrisy

Thu, 24 Mar 2005 03:14:46 GMT

She woke up...

Time for an update. I guess.

I was fortunate enough to go the the BTBAM and the Hottness (only mentioning these two, because I only like those two) show Sunday Night. I had great fun, minus being drenched in sweat.

I've slept most of my Spring Break. I fell...like I could sleep some more. I'll do that later.

Oh, I'm getting a credit card. Yikes.

Wed, 05 Jan 2005 04:15:21 GMT

New Year's Mission:

find someone

hm. how odd.

Thu, 09 Dec 2004 06:31:42 GMT


hardcore is love
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Mon, 22 Nov 2004 21:54:15 GMT

I sleep with thumb tacks in my pillows.

Today I woke up with a sense of betrayal coursing through my veins. [What time was it and who were you with and where?] I having trouble keeping these obscure and damaging images out of my head

Can I continue not to fill doubt or should I question
Every lovely glance
Every passionate kiss
Every chilling touch you hand me?

I’m sorry I feel this way; don’t FUCK me over or it’ll be the death of you.

Fri, 11 Jun 2004 23:07:21 GMT

Maybe an actual update? not like anyone read this thing.

Nothing has been going on as of late. Been working (at Tripp's) and planning new shows with the band. Well, Chase has anyway. I believe we will be playing at PleasantGrove july 5th, for FREE. and I hope it's the last time. July 7th I do believe we will be playing in Charlotte. and when I say we, I mean Dressed for Tragedy.

Later.

Sun, 23 May 2004 21:27:43 GMT

Apply, if you think you can get in.

http://www.livejournal.com/community/xnotxemox/

music

Sat, 22 May 2004 17:40:55 GMT

I've becoming increasingly unsatisfied with my musical tastes lately. It's not heavy enough or soft enough. I can't find a middle ground. My own band has spoiled my musical taste. I don't find BTBAM or anything else of that nature satisfying anymore.

What the hell is wrong with me?

We (DFT) have two new songs in the works, both of which are showing our increasing maturity. Both are a blend of breakdowns and melodic "pretty" parts. (Spoiler) Some singing may be included (I know half of you just shat your pants).

I'm looking forward to the completion of these newbies. As, I hope, are the rest of you.

Tue, 18 May 2004 23:49:22 GMT

I'm not sure if I enjoy anything anymore.

never be mine.

Sat, 01 May 2004 01:25:42 GMT

Wonder

There is no hope in being involved
As Grace falls delicately from bewildered skies
Covering all but one broken embrace
Falling to comprehend one false move
Leaving nothing to the imagination

Crawling-onward-into an existence of individual fallacies

DFT LIVE, FUCKERS

Sun, 25 Apr 2004 01:13:39 GMT

Fri, 23 Apr 2004 02:35:32 GMT

Mon, 12 Apr 2004 17:44:24 GMT

We sit on front porches and swing life away
we get by just fine on minimal wage...

Sat, 10 Apr 2004 02:27:31 GMT

Dressed for Tragedy /w Called to Arms, The Residnence, Ballistic Reign, and Climax Julian
4/23/04 7:00pm
$2.00 at door
pleasent grove community building
Angeir, NC (I think)

Flyer

Fri, 02 Apr 2004 02:52:33 GMT

-dream of me-

picture day

Sat, 20 Mar 2004 19:36:03 GMT

Sat, 20 Mar 2004 16:05:09 GMT

ohhh someones tough. get those fucking x's off your
hands cause no one cares. all the bands you
listen to are repetitive and sounds the same.
you are funny to watch in the pit though. and
what is the point of wearing a backpack when
you mosh? are you going on a fucking trip
somewhere? i didn't think so. so stop.

what kind of asshole scene kid are you?
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Inept Stars

Fri, 19 Mar 2004 02:07:43 GMT

As darkness falls over her eyes
Sweeping gracefully through her soul
Carrying her existence far from his lips

She mourns the dying flower, withering away
In the harsh glow of an unwilling slaughter
A sheer massacre of innocence
Her muscles tight with apprehension

A razor blade symphony plays across her wrists
And the sweet taste of ruby liquor fills his mouth

A deluge of regret

Fri, 05 Mar 2004 03:57:44 GMT

Another Pretty Face

I left my love bleeding on the chapel floor
Questionable and filled with regret for now
It is forgotten-Murdered
Buried in a casket with no funeral to be held

I’ll burn these roses; indulging in the aroma

And from the afterglow of rejection, the vile taste
Fills my mouth, drowning me in a somber torrent
And how peaceful it may be, to die in such a way
That only you could orchestrate with such relentlessness

Now remove the dagger from my back so I may breathe.

Mon, 02 Feb 2004 04:40:23 GMT

The swaying
of the ocean, to the swaying of your hips...shivering as your lover's
caress touches your lips.

flowers die, but love remains

Sat, 31 Jan 2004 22:38:07 GMT

“Flowers to say Sayonara”

Where did the compassion fail?
Fell away like mourning flowers that
Lie on open graves; six feet deep and yet still getting deeper.

Steeper the cliff falls, tumbling on

Sing me that siren’s song, lure me into
A place where the remains still burn
Deep and haunted with spirits lost in faith’s cruelty

Your face pushed against the stone; embrace the cold

And love it like no other

Sat, 10 Jan 2004 02:54:53 GMT

Hell

Sun, 28 Dec 2003 04:32:46 GMT

Hidden

Its how your bleed
That fulfills my sickest desires
I love, watching you cry
Over Pitiful emotions

Because I, I trust no word that
Leaves your vile mouth

I can feel your nails crawling up my back
Ripping my heart through my neck
This watch says its half past twelve
But only I can control how long you suffer

Sun, 21 Dec 2003 16:46:42 GMT

i just don't care anymore.