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NarChizm
SanFrancisco ScumFuck
Created on 2008-05-20 17:00:08 (#15654868), last updated 2008-10-19
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Basic Info| Name: | narchizm |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1987-06-30 |
| Location: | city of broken wings, Michigan, United States |
BioI am Bi-polar with pshycotic features, i have antisocial personality and social anxiety,those are the diagnosis but i also hate myself and the way i look and the only controll i have is what i eat. i cant even control what i see or hear beacuse alot of the times i have audio and visual hallucinations. i love my life. yeah right im sure.
im a she, that the punks call a hippy and the hippys call a punk. I am sketch..
well im sitting here playing russian roulet with my perl handled gun..
im on probation for possession of a controlled substance till next year in october unless i can pay it all off befor that but i dont have a job so im fucked its like a thousand dollars totally screwed.
"He had grown up in a country run by politicians who sent the pilots to man the bombers to kill the babies to make the world safe for children to grow up in." Ursula LeGuin
"So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's going to change, I'm going to change. This is the last of this sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you: the job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing the gutters, getting by, looking ahead, to the day you die"
Traveler, Hobo, Punk, Scam, Urchin Fuck, Hippy, Artist, Angry at the world- Gotta love the sun, Gotta Smash the state. just hangin out, hittin the pipe and a few other things. cept im clean now so forget about the pipe still hittin other things tho.
hallucinations dillusions intrusions-
mania of the mind-
disoriented undefined-
post traumatic convulsions-
degraded urbanization-
chronic un-civilization-
hacking away at the social ladder-
chronic suppression-
forseeing extreme depression-
capture this sanity-
bottle and market your normality-
oppositionally defiant-
chemically reliant-
verbally strained-
mentally drained-
confrontational-
obsessively interrogational-
hates not bio-degradable-
phobias of truth-
fortified youth-
chaotically drowning-
pshycotically falling-
forced over edge by-
dillusions of salvation soul crusaders...
-SkeTch
drowning in this madness,
consumed meaningless,
defiled restless,
pshycosis.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
abducted turn no feeling,
fly your flag,
inverted dirty rag.
controversial fools,
doughnuts another pig drools.
hated wasted.
hippies the park is yours,
in the closet close the doors.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
scar tissue,
feel used dont u?
cross the line,
and everything is fine.
disobey the power that is.
look now what have you done?
what is this?
red is dead.
white is not right.
blue...blue is a hated few.
french... what is this?
chaotic mess.
nothings right.
send your son to die tonight.
pine trees,
street sign,
desert sands,
killings fine.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
restless i hate,
confined to this date,
is it irate?
unknown, unwanted.
inequalitys flaunted.
cornered, died.
for what? pride!
died then, for your pride?
died for my pride?
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
your face,
hatreds painted,
disgrace.
your eyes,
chaotic suicidal sights,
druid fights.
smoke rises,
hidden disguises.
encased erased,
can you relate?
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
the tabel is Ablaze,
NRage, fumes are rising..
normal not in this culture,
beethovens unseen overture,
unclassified.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
something unrelayed,
you have no trust,
and the wood is burning.
the melted pot is yearning.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
thats all im saying..
-SkeTch
he said it didnt matter...
the un-clean spirit entered..
erase..
3:30 in the afternoon...
and affluent suburb..
64 degrees and cloudy...
-u should already know
im a she, that the punks call a hippy and the hippys call a punk. I am sketch..
well im sitting here playing russian roulet with my perl handled gun..
im on probation for possession of a controlled substance till next year in october unless i can pay it all off befor that but i dont have a job so im fucked its like a thousand dollars totally screwed.
"He had grown up in a country run by politicians who sent the pilots to man the bombers to kill the babies to make the world safe for children to grow up in." Ursula LeGuin
"So why did I do it? I could offer a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's going to change, I'm going to change. This is the last of this sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you: the job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing the gutters, getting by, looking ahead, to the day you die"
Traveler, Hobo, Punk, Scam, Urchin Fuck, Hippy, Artist, Angry at the world- Gotta love the sun, Gotta Smash the state. just hangin out, hittin the pipe and a few other things. cept im clean now so forget about the pipe still hittin other things tho.
hallucinations dillusions intrusions-
mania of the mind-
disoriented undefined-
post traumatic convulsions-
degraded urbanization-
chronic un-civilization-
hacking away at the social ladder-
chronic suppression-
forseeing extreme depression-
capture this sanity-
bottle and market your normality-
oppositionally defiant-
chemically reliant-
verbally strained-
mentally drained-
confrontational-
obsessively interrogational-
hates not bio-degradable-
phobias of truth-
fortified youth-
chaotically drowning-
pshycotically falling-
forced over edge by-
dillusions of salvation soul crusaders...
-SkeTch
drowning in this madness,
consumed meaningless,
defiled restless,
pshycosis.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
abducted turn no feeling,
fly your flag,
inverted dirty rag.
controversial fools,
doughnuts another pig drools.
hated wasted.
hippies the park is yours,
in the closet close the doors.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
scar tissue,
feel used dont u?
cross the line,
and everything is fine.
disobey the power that is.
look now what have you done?
what is this?
red is dead.
white is not right.
blue...blue is a hated few.
french... what is this?
chaotic mess.
nothings right.
send your son to die tonight.
pine trees,
street sign,
desert sands,
killings fine.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
restless i hate,
confined to this date,
is it irate?
unknown, unwanted.
inequalitys flaunted.
cornered, died.
for what? pride!
died then, for your pride?
died for my pride?
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
your face,
hatreds painted,
disgrace.
your eyes,
chaotic suicidal sights,
druid fights.
smoke rises,
hidden disguises.
encased erased,
can you relate?
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
the tabel is Ablaze,
NRage, fumes are rising..
normal not in this culture,
beethovens unseen overture,
unclassified.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
something unrelayed,
you have no trust,
and the wood is burning.
the melted pot is yearning.
and i fall,
freedom is a state of my being.
thats all im saying..
-SkeTch
he said it didnt matter...
the un-clean spirit entered..
erase..
3:30 in the afternoon...
and affluent suburb..
64 degrees and cloudy...
-u should already know
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4am and alone, being alone, bio-med, climbing trees, describing., drawing, easter seals, hiding, hitch hiking, hopping trains, journaling, lost, mania, observing, painting, schizophrenia, si, squatting, traveling, wandering streets at night, writting
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