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Name: cole
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: Dallas
Birthday: 10/8/1986
Gender: Male


Interests: music,photo,art,singing.basically everthing you can put in a plastic bag.& pass off as your own.
Expertise: i am good at staring at objects for extended periods of time...& melting things...with my mind...& sometimes lighters.
Occupation: Artist


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AIM: newmarketsun


Member Since: 4/10/2003

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Thursday, September 06, 2007

Currently Listening
Suicide Invoice
By Hot Snakes
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Escape hatch-

I got bumps
Left at home with Zenith
Reliable, “standby”

It makes no difference
Never seen
Bigger shoes, won’t come home
Commercials crying crime

Don’t let this movie end


Sunday, September 02, 2007

Currently Listening
Fix My Brain
By The Marked Men
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it's been a while, and as usual, a lot has changed.
but of course thats the same through and throughout.
awesome irony.

spent the summer in london for study abroad, changed more than i expected, hard to put into words.
but im not the same person i used to be, and for once thats a good thing. ive never felt more at home
than when i was 4000 miles away from it.

my life is starting to take off, things are about to get ineresting, in a deeper way than i ever thought possible.


Delirium of the cat:

“fuck this shit,”
it’s all worthless.
penniless and ill-conceived
parched and passed out to pasture.

eyes ears and erasure:
pressure point fixation.
ink in our flesh;
a hum between skin
(broken broke and broken).

apt and ready
clear thoughts and greener lawns
lungs polluted
rapture long

shivers and shakes
would like to stay
broken wrists
crooked aims

and where if
not all hell,
heaven or ghost
will I see?

Soho, Brooklyn
Brick, stone,
Memorial of spring,
Or April’s gold.

Or finding “whole?”


Saturday, June 02, 2007

Currently Listening
Marquee Moon
By Television
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man, i cant wait to get out of here, i need some change injected into my life.

which is a funny thing to say, because these past few weeks have come with plenty,
but its the truth.

i feel different


Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Currently Listening
13 Songs
By Fugazi
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man, im becoming quite the nerdy boring guy over here, all of a sudden.
history channel specials on the mesoamerican cultures, native americans, maori, greek, roman, mycenean, etc. own my life.

nothing but time right now, and not too much else to do but waste whats here.

for another 3 weeks at least, before the trip to london for 6 weeks. which seems to be what i am really looking forward to these days. a tremendous change of scenery and a glimpse into a far different life.


Thursday, May 17, 2007

it just occurred to me that bands like underoath are the new pop-punk: they're everywhere and everyone is trying to do the same thing and look as 'cool' as possible while doing it.

the torch has been passed, congrats.



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