Dear Steven Curran
remember ya got friends man, people care about you here, no one wants anythin to happen to ya
you one hellova fruitball player, one helluva swimmer, and all that stuff
so want ya to know were all pullin for ya and sorry shit like this had to happen to you
hang in there man
Last Day In DCOM
Loving Fans
“Awesome possum”
Lets get sommore pictures here, sommore fan signs, sommoe women’s less snausage. Hava good one, and pinch me off some comments bia.
Toppa the Day
Woke up, ate my bowl of potatoe-o’s, danced a quick jig to shake the sleep off, kissed my sheep good morning, and rolled around in corn beef. Than I got dressed. hah
I want a car meng, so I can run over Ben, and play my shit as loud as I want cause im so deaf. Blastin the H.I.M. lika straight sav yo. Listen to the Fortress of Tears 7 times ;). Than I’d back up over Ben again.
St patty’s day, I’m wearin a green garner so you can’t touch this. Remember the lord of the dance guy? Michael Flatly? What the hell happend to that guy? I heard he wasnt even Irish either. Crazyness…
Happy birfday Niko, happy Birfday Allison.
‘Scuse me while I kiss the sky..
I almost forgot how to feel, thanks for reminding me
I thank this love, that which united we
Hybrid Moments
And wes dun got :
haha, thanks to everyone that goes here, and heres lookin at 200,000!
Till than…
SHAKE DAT ASS BITCH!!!!
and baby I found my place, in this nowhere space
i could run for miles toward your star lit face
speak silence, and I can feel your words
when you fly, I fly, and then were off like birds