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Name: Alexxx
Country: United States
State: California
Metro: Orange County
Birthday: 7/21/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: AFI!!! THE CURE!!! Joy Division: Suxie and the Banshees: David Bowie: Kittie: HIM: Smashing Pumpkins: My Chemical Romance: Marilyn Manson: Tool: A Perfect Circle: ATREYU: Danzig: Otep: Opeth: White Stripes: No Doubt: Cradle of Filth: NIN: Taking Back Sunday: The Used:Sugar cult: Brand New: Blood Brothers: Bleeding Through: Adam and his Package: DJ Shadow: Peaches: VNV Nation: Jack off Jill: Christian Death: The Yeah Yeah Yeah's: Pretty Girls Make Graves: Death Cab for Cutie: Slipknot: Murderdolls: Stone Sour: Dashboard Confessional: The Muse: Modest Mouse: Green Day: Dimmu Borgir: Six Feet Under: Napalm Death: Amonmarth: Black Label Society: Anti-Flag: Alien Sex Fiend: Coal Chamber: Black Sabbath: Ozzy: Nirvana: AC/DC: Fleetwood Mac: Led Zepplin: Slayer: CKY: Gun's N' Roses: Jane's Addiction: Misfits: Black Flag: Sex Pistols: Minor Threat
Just think Metal, Goth, Industrial, Emo, Indie, Hardcore, Electronica all that in to one perfect little ME
Expertise: Davey Havok, Johnny Depp, Davey Havok, AFI, The dark and unusual, oh and DAVEY FUCKING HAVOk!!! OH, and I LOVE CIGARETTES!!!
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
AIM:  David Of Havok
Member Since:
11/16/2004
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| Current Mood: Prelude to Love (HIM)
I ran in to my X boy friend Taylor... the one I am still madly in love with who broke my heart... and ate the remains to always carry my agony with him... I'm glade I was drunk and on pain killers or I might have had the heart to hit him in the jaw...
This is for you Taylor
"Best damn High of the Year"
I swear to God if you leave right now I won't say goodbye
I swear to fucking God if you leave right now I might die a little inside...
Chain smokers appreciate the link between all the cancer
ask me why I do it (Why I kill myself so slowly) Well here is your answer.
I'm so tired of living and getting nothing back from all I'm giving...
I'm so tired of hating and to weak now waiting for what's next...
A simple slit of the wrist worked for about half an hour
No one wanted to save me but you had the power all along to save me..
How could you stand there and enjoy watching me die?
did you ever once want to cry? If not it wouldn't bother me
(MUCH!!!)
You were never there, You never cared, You were always scared for the same reason I can't sleep at night I hope you put up a better fight. | | |
| Current Mood: Chemical, Chemical (Pretty Girls Make Graves)
I haven't slept in 5 days. I haven't eat in about 2 and all my friends are upset with me NOT because I'm hopeless and don't deserve any of what is before me...But because I missed a stupid get together at one of there houses.
Such understanding friends I have...
"Like water flowing into lungs, I'm flowing through these days
As morphine tears through deadened veins, I'm numbing in these days"- Davey
Side by side our reflections look the same
you can't hide this isn't a childish game.
The water is calm where so many lives have drowned
blood on my palm, shouldn't hallow drops make a sound?"- Me
Look out Davey, I am on my way. | | |
| If any of you could ever do me one favor... than do this read what is before you I promise a real entry is in the works I just needed to get things off my chest.. Thank you more listening to what I have to say.
"Silence isn't Golden"
I notice all the little things ignored and over looked
I reach out in of search answers but only end up more confused.
Soft tones of porcelain match the cracks upon my skin
Giving up was different I never wanted to just give in
How could everything so easily fall apart?
All this trouble over a sore called a heart...
In the end you'll realize I've grown numb in these days
Damaged far beyond repair left to function in other ways
I can't explain how I got this way or expect you'll understand no one should ever feel alone so why won't any of you take my hand?
Much more must be said before I lose my chance to disappear an earful of honesty will help soften the blow
Following a trial of blood in hopes it will all become clear
hours of walking until the trail is dead noticing my greatest fear the cracks leaked again..
Left with no where else to go I'll wait for a sign
so patiently waste away lost what was never mine
You speak as if it's to late for me why won't you ever help? Do you care so much about nothing I could turn away and never come back... You probably wouldn't care | | |
| Who ever said anything about killing myself? You must have gotten the wrong Idea. I love life, I love it more than anything no matter how bad it is so don't fucking say what you don't know.
MY PARTY SATURDAY
8 close friends at Ray's house FUCKED up on speed and Vodka
Ray and Kelcie FUCKING.. well no
Kelcie and Andrew smokin it up
We were all WAY to fucked up and not ready for this pic
Kelcie and Ashley sharing there love
 We We were dirty... we needed a shower..hehe
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| I'm in to deep... I'm at that point... death would be heaven... nothing means nothing to me... Could I? Should? I wrote how I feel and I feel what I just wrote has something to say...SO READ IT
"Can't You fix it?"
The last thing I felt seeped through me and reached my heart, a show to see I've had front row from the start.
I always remember what I try to forget just the way it goes
Make up to cover up what's ugly but nothing can be done I'm so ashamed ... it still shows
Please just give me a reason she is loaded don't disappoint her besides I'm not afriad
Such debt, begged for all I own don't try to talk me out of it pain must be repaid.
(Can't You Fix it?)
No, Pills just gave me the chills
Cocaine couldn't kill my deepest pain
Drinking recalled times never worth thinking
Searching is just like giving up so I cease to feel
the biggest joke was on me... looking for what wasn't real
What an old habit this heart on my sleeve
a gift no one wants to receive
So many voices (overwhelmed by dead end choices) Why mimic that I'm fine? A real cure never felt so good
haunted but still trying, giving up on lying
being closer to reason seems much better than dying.
It's all about me and always will be
You wish you could take it all back don't you?
Think Death can be an easy way out? Just see what I'll put you through.
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