happy new yeeeear.

happy new year bitches.

and on and on and on and on and on and on.....

I can only update at me madre's for the time being as I have no internets.

Love

Captain PirateFace

she knows the night

and it is affecting her mood.
she smiles slight and evil and sarcasm drips from her every word.
Blank stares past my skin, blood and bones.
Through my soul...

and I know she really see's me.
Her touch is ice

just like that stare

just like that soul.

she is the only woman I have ever truly deserved.
Evil and cruel

and dying for the oppertunity to make me feel it all.







And I don't know this reality anymore

tiger cats eating my brain

scratching and

pickin.
I stand in a candel lit bathroom

smelling her perfume, her scent

all while missing her

(and realize it's actually creepy to be doing this)
This makes me laugh out loud

as I write these silly damn words.
I want to high 5 everyone on earth.
I want to kiss soft lips and feel the bulge grow in my pants.
It's raining now and things feel hopefull.

I hope.

Love, Guts and a fucked up raw piece of steak.

Captain PirateFace

Atomic Cowboy

Oh Atomic Cowboy
You ride on through the night
Oh Atomic Cowboy
You stay brightly lit by the radiation.
Oh Atomic Cowboy
Even you horse is hardcore
not slightly bothered by an atomic blast.
Oh Atomic Cowboy
Keep kickin' up dust trails pardner!

Don't stare at me bastard.

she looked at me and winked.
I winked back smooth as can be...

"I got a nervous tick you insensitive fuck!

Don't stare at me bastard!"

I thought to myself...

"my bad".

where have all the gentlemen gone?

All the woman huddled together crying and sobbing

longing for the days of opened doors and

surprise flower deliveries.

all the boys grow up fierce and cruel and eager for the taste

of blood.

The men too damn lazy to teach them how to

care.
I open the door for her, she walks past me ghostly and beautiful...

and doesn't even fucking say thank you.

Captain PirateFace

damn I have missed the hell out of writing.

hello how ya been?

Been focusing on life lately, got a car. getting new apartment.
Things have been rough but good.


should have some new poems for ya tomorrow night as I have been writing again.



yay.



miss you all

captain pirateface

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i don't even know why i am trying anymore.





maybe i wont.












































maybe I will just give it all up.

eat me whole

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, because I'm the biggest bastard in the valley."

-Allen Klein-

tired and bored

tired and bored.

these three words describe my current frame of mind to a tee.

if you have stumbled upon this blog due to my shitty renegade D.I.Y.
flyer-ing............
sorry about the lack of recent content. but you can always dip into the madness of former posts. Lately I have been reading on such uplifting topics as serial killers and the Holocaust. Yeah I know what yer thinking...
"Hey stupid! If your so damn sad all the time stop reading depressing shit!"
yeah... i know.

I saw "Where The Wild Things Are", what an amazing film. Very beautifully filmed and very deep story. I cried like a bitch about 5 times, so the average person may squirt out some tears once or twice. Not only was the movie great but the soundtrack was just as amazing. All songs were done by Karen O (Of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs) and the kids. Good stuff.

Gabriel lost a baby tooth and the one right next to it is on the way, he looks so fucking cute. I told him he now has "Pirate" Teeth.

Oh on a shitty note my apartment was broke into, they stole my PS3 but mostly took my room mate Laura's stuff. It sucked a load of ass. And at the end of November I will be moving in somewhere else... where? Somewhere.

Still planning on the whole, best 100 Halloween songs so don't give up on me just yet.

And should have some new poems to you soon, if you like that sort of whiny shit... slowly breaking away from that wicked writers block.

Well, that's all I got fer right now. No silly crazy pics or odd and oddly shitty poetry. just a check in and a fade out.

Love

Captain PirateFace

no contact through the cosmos

so much to say,
so little time.
I need a wireless internet thingy.
The one you plug in and it finds connections...
yeah.
then updates will flood in.


Love Captain PirateFace

so...here is some song lyrics.

feelin' a bit... bluesy.
a bit Bright Eyes-E.

Peace

Captain PirateFace


Bright Eyes

Easy/Lucky/Free

did it all get real, i guess it's real enough
they got refrigerators full of blood
another century spent pointing guns
at anything that moves
sometimes i worry that i've lost the plot
my twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts
i never really dreamed of heaven much
until we put him in the ground
but it's all i'm doing now
listening for patterns in the sound
of an endless static sea
but once the satellite's deceased
it blows like garbage through the streets
of the night sky to infinity
but don't you weep (don't you weep for them)
there is nothing as lucky
don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

don't be a criminal in this police state
you better shop and eat and procreate
you got vacation days then you might escape
to a condo on the coast
i set my watch to the atomic clock
i hear the crowd count down 'til the bomb gets dropped
i always figured that there'd be time enough
i never let it get me down
but i can't help it now
looking for faces in the clouds
i got some friends i barely see
but we're all planning to meet
we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves
all together for eternity
but don't you weep
there is no one as lucky
honey, don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

so.

life has changed, dramatically.

I will update in detail later but just to give you a peak...

I was almost arrested and put into a psyche ward for a 72hour hold.

I have stopped taking drugs and drinking and am now going to Narcotics Anonymous.

will that chase some of you readers away????


love

captain pirateface

wtf?

why do I get into trouble when all I want is to be loved?

































fuck you all and goodnight.

Captain PirateFace

i look like a pirate

one of my back teeth fell out.

i am going to end up "really" looking like my moniker.


Luv

Capn' PirateTeeth.... I mean Face.

damn.

wtf?

i am sooooo

over dramatic.

ever get the feeling you are being watched by complete strangers?

wink wink





captain pirateface

.....

.this all fucking sucks.

I am not a great man but I don't deserve to live in a daily living hell.


I can't stop crying anymore.

can't sleep

feel like shit, sad and can't sleep.

it's 5:42am



captain pirateface

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i know who i am...
who the hell am i again?

i know that i beg at moons for some kind of amazing answer.
and find god staring down at me with a shit eating grin and the moon wedged gently between his ass.
i know i feel like tearing apart living things and weeping sadly at their very sad demise.
i know that i left my parachute in the plain when when i fucking jumped.
and now the beautiful earth is rushing up at me waiting to lick and taste my fresh splattered guts that shot out of my ass.
i can't eat.
i can't sleep.
i will only nightmare and night terror.
thrash in my sleep like one possessed until my heart finally breaks for the last time....
again.








when will i smile again?
fuck if i know and stop asking.

thank you for tearing out my insides and leaving me here
with this stupid ass look on my face shaking my head and my tears to the ground in giant ant drowning puddles.
my feelings have been not hurt but killed.
i still love you
and i hope you know that.
still loving all the others but you more than any other.
i hope your loneliness drives you to find me again.

nobody home

glass

I used to be sharp.
A teeny bit quick witted.
like
glass.
Now,
I have been
dulled down
soft
by the restless ocean waves.
I am drowning and there is no one there to save me.
Oh God I am scared.
alone.
stupid.
I can already feel the steel in my heart.
killing me.
breaking me
like glass.

running up that hill

"Running up that hill"
By Kate Bush and Amazingly covered by Placebo


It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You be running up that hill
You and me be running up that hill

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't wanna hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There's a thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

You, be running up that hill
You and me, be running up that hill
You and me won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...

C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems

'If I only could, be running up that hill.'











Dying inside,
Captain PirateFace

done

i will no longer be taking my depression meds.

i will no longer care about anything.

I give up and am done.




a pathetic Captain PirateFace

please re-post this all over the net.... pretty please!

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