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Country: United States State: Oregon Birthday: 12/10/1987 Gender: Male
Interests: HANGIN OUT: billiard pool, swimming pool, bowling, movies, eating at restraunts, laffing with my friends...=-=
=-=SPORTS: football, snowboarding (the best), skateboarding (not so much anymore), and lifting weights (i guess thats a sport)=-=
=-=WHEN IM BORED: playing my PS2, watchin tv, driving, listening to music, talking on the phone... Occupation: Student
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: llsubtletouchll MSN: isaiah_caducoy@hotmail.com
Member Since:
6/10/2003
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| isaiah's not back but madel is ';D . he let me have his old xanga, since he doesn't use this anymore. soooooooooo, yeah. | | |
| i cant stress this enuff people... I CANT SEE YOUR COMMENTS

it's been awhile since i've been here tho.
and for those who come late... this site is no more. | | |
| this is such an awesome song that i got off a new cd i bought...
Civil war by Guns 'N Roses
"What we've got here is failure to communicate. Some men you just can't reach... So, you get what we had here last week, which is the way he wants it! Well, he gets it! N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding Look at the lives we're leading The way we've always done before
My hands are tied The billions shift from side to side And the wars go on with brainwashed pride For the love of God and our human rights And all these things are swept aside By bloody hands time can't deny And are washed away by your genocide And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband When they shot the man Who said "Peace could last forever" And in my first memories They shot Kennedy I went numb when I learned to see So I never fell for Vietnam We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all That you can't trust freedom When it's not in your hands When everybody's fightin' For their promised land
And I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling Look at the blood we're spilling Look at the world we're killing The way we've always done before Look in the doubt we've wallowed Look at the leaders we've followed Look at the lies we've swallowed And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied For all I've seen has changed my mind But still the wars go on as the years go by With no love of God or human rights 'Cause all these dreams are swept aside By bloody hands of the hypnotized Who carry the cross of homicide And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"We practice selective annihilation of mayors And government officials For example to create a vacuum Then we fill that vacuum As popular war advances Peace is closer" **
I don't need your civil war It feeds the rich while it buries the poor Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh And I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war I don't need your civil war Your power hungry sellin' soldiers In a human grocery store Ain't that fresh I don't need your civil war I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway
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| i'm bored/depressed cuz of some personal issues my family's dealing with right now. so i fell like posting. and i do still have that virus so i cant see any of your comments. it's not a virus.. it's an ad-ware/spy-ware thing. gay peices of crap. i got this new cd. it's so tight. it's at the bottom of this post. aenima by tool. i'll post the title song when im done. meh, well, i guess i can do it now...
H. BY TOOL What's coming through is alive. What's holding up is a mirror. But what's singing songs is a snake Looking to turn my piss to wine.
They're both totally void of hate, But killing me just the same.
The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again. Considerately.
Venomous voice, tempts me, Drains me, bleeds me, Leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity.
The snake behind me hisses What my damage could have been. My blood before me begs me Open up my heart again.
And I feel this coming over like a storm again now. And I feel this coming over like a storm again now.
I am too connected to you Slip away, fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me,
Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me.
Without the skin here, Beneath the storm. Under these tears now, The walls came down.
And the snake is drowned and As I look in his eyes, My fear begins to fade Recalling all of those times.
I could have cried then. I should have cried then.
And as the walls come down and As I look in your eyes My fear begins to fade Recalling all of the times I have died and will die. It's all right. (I don't mind) I don't mind. I don't mind. I don't mind.
I am too connected to you Slip away, fade away. Days away I still feel you Touching me, changing me,
Considerately killing me. Considerately killing me and Considerately killing me.
dum lyrics site doesnt have all the lyrics. big dum gay peice of crap. N E way, ima go find something to calm me down. IF YOU STILL LOVE ME, GIVE ME PROPS! take it easy. if it's easy take it twice | | |
| see here's the deal... i cant see any of the comments cuz i got this F*^KEN gay A$$ SOB faggit spyware on my comp. dont ask me how. plz dont  i hate whoever invented that crap. viruses too. so, dont expect me to be able to read your comments cuz i cant. dont even bother postin any 
sober by tool....
There's a shadow just behind me, shrouding every step I take, making every promise empty, pointing every finger at me. Waiting like a stalking butler who upon the finger rests. Murder now the path called "must we" just before the son has come. Jesus, won't you fucking whistle something but the past and done? Jesus, won't you fucking whistle Something but the past and done?
Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we drink forever. I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave, I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but the past and done. Mother Mary won't you whisper something but the past and done.
Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we sleep forever. I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar. I am just an imbecile. I will only complicate you. Trust in me and fall as well. I will find a center in you. I will chew it up and leave,
Trust me. Trust me. Trust me. Trust me. Trust Me.
Why can't we not be sober? I just want to start this over. Why can't we sleep forever. I just want to start this over.
I want what I want. I want what I want. I want what I want. I want what I want.
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