"Tomahawk - Mit Gas"
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Female
Age
26
Location
about me
I am a bassist from Fayetteville NC, and play in a hard rock/metal band dubbed Moment From Impact (myspace.com/momentfromimpact). I write obscene amounts of poetry (I think I have over seventy entries posted on myspace, some of which will be transferred to tribe), draw/sketch/paint, and hope to become an accomplished music journalist if my 'career' in the music business doesn't take off my the time I hit age 26, haha
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Ranting and Raving.
Well, let's see...I think it's been a year or so since I've leapt into the arms of Tribe....a lot has gone on in that passing year of my Tribe absence. Moved up to MI for a tiny bit (and for all of you friends, new and old, note: I am NOT from San Francisco. Ever since I did a review on Peeping Tom's cd and said they were from San Fran, this thing thinks I'm from San Fran as well. I'm in, and from, NC.), moved back down to NC, and have been here since Thanksgiving of '07. Here to stay as far ...
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Sun, April 27, 2008 - 7:18 PM
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All the bullets I've bitten
Sat, March 10, 2007 - 2:11 PM
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all my blood that's been shed, in over my head, I surrender and cry this wrong cannot be righted nor shake hands with the afterglow of revenge So, close your eyes as I disregard reality Only one act could bring this trigger finger to rest so long to the free and sighted blind rage born with blueprints to dismantle her sorrow So, close your eyes as I've silenced comparison Only this act could bring this aching muscle to rest
I heard his name, and instantly, it occured to me--
Wed, February 21, 2007 - 8:40 PM
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had this name have been yours, my heart would have skipped a beat or two...tiptoed toward a premature attack... precise and exact are these intentions...I have pinpointed, in this imagination, the next moment that boyish smile is flashed, these prepared words exiting a throat choking and warm beneath the blanket of pressure. A throat choking and warm to the same degree of living hell--to have every thought flanked; stalked by ... read more
Your return lacks the speed, the urgency
Tue, February 13, 2007 - 4:26 PM
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of the words I wished to bestow upon your ears. This heart in a state of emergency... oh, the swords I've unsheathed to lacerate wasted years. A series of exchanges, playful, and remain fond in this memory full of information so useless... the theories, lies; the complete and utter disdain for the abuse from which I dusted off these shoulders and walked ahead... If these scenarios in my head could be discarded, wiped as clean as the slates be... read more
I can still smell
Wed, January 24, 2007 - 5:15 PM
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his cologne and self-rolled cigarettes... I can still see that smile; that question peering into my thoughts... I can still feel the warmth of our bodies next to dancing silhouettes If I could now hold your love for which I've sought....so long.... Why couldn't I tell you what I wanted As your inquisition was directed toward this scenario within my head? Why couldn't I tell you how I felt As your positioning was directed toward this body led by your every move... read more
My Tribes
! ! ~` A - [ - Perfect - Circle ] ยง -,
! < Mr. Bungle >,
Bass Nation,
Bass Players,
Brother Tobey's Harem O' Hotties,
cannabis club,
CREATIVE WRITING,
dreadlocks,
ebony & ivory,
Girls With Glasses,
Interracial Romance,
Jeff Buckley,
Left Handed,
massive attack,
Mike Patton,
North Carolina,
portishead,
Rage Against the Machine,
Real People, Real Poetry,
the marijuana tribe,
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