8.31.2011

THIS ONE SEEMS EVIL TO PUT ONLINE... but i might be a lil evil ^o.o^

Katrina,
   your my motivation towards an actually deicent life. We tried at first but mercy cried. I got put away, and you made your dash, but I am out now tryin to gather the trash. Im set up now to get you back. and take care of you in the spots that i lacked. feed, clothe you. a roof over your head. I promise this time ill do my best, no bullshit just crazy old kat -n- matt. Only this time we aint pulling no crazy shit out this hat. our relationship will thrive in magical ways. Feeling satisfied that we work and play. But only in moderation cause our goals will not sway. you will accomplish the most incredible things. With a solid man there cleaning your wings.....  

if only, if only

suburbain gypsy

Secet lives of suburbian gypsys
sweet sullen melody of soft secret snipsies
wandering wearily, watching the waves
crushing crumbled on curves and the caves
dryed sress-messed Dirt devil sweeping the storm
desserted on an in-land layed under the warm

arivaca poems= ....very personal...

@ first you could have said dirt was crack
& it didnt matter I still would have had your back
There was a day we lost control & jumped a fence
I watched u cry for your mother's amence

you grabbed hold of my wrist (asked)
if i knew what this means
like secrets could hide harder
than it all seems
i told you all the things
that i had accured in my dreams

shortly after we undressed
you said your body is a fortress
& when you allowed me access
we became an imortal mess

i stared to type this went for your page and you finally talked to me.... finally. even if this ends up being a trap and least i got you to say hi just this once. I am pathetically in love with you. =[ 

arivaca poems= gibbery mush.

from the begining i dreamt of winning but to get there i refrained from sining. took in and that sent me behind. the others left in that better line far back in my mind. i dreamt of fast forward and remembered rewind. stop. paause; thinak and listen. and maybe hit play. thrice in a while i remember those days. i was bold, a bit brilliant in all my odd ways. When introduced to the cultral haze, it turned me round on to this ethical maze. all roads i've been blazin, People's ways i've been gazin. In no place i've been stayin. With mistakes; i constantly weight in cuz i make them.

arivaca poems=Allergic to greatness....

Allergic to greatness or that's how it seems
When i get too close i get the skeevez
I cry, i moan, i beg and i pleazez
Im just too afraid to find the right reason to be just me...


When i loose my cool, when i loose my temper
It never goes out it goes back to the center
it sits & chills, rots & it festers
It boils over once a year in december


Lost and confused for all the right reasons
I say im confused because i can't count the seasons
that march it was winter
that summer was spring
but who watch over shuch trite little things


could i pick up my pants & started those poses
or do i lie along the road with the roses
chose the right choices because i could have chose them


im mearly messed up, a hypocrite
and everything else in spite of it

arivaca poems=my Mr. Mad Hatter

i've been: 
jaded, hated, a bit seperated, injurely waited, stimulated, faded, and... abely more medicated

Less is less fated,
while caged-in: meditated, removed all while underrated and over-estimated

fake it or face it: u can't contemplate shit
poke it or pork it but please u just prove this

pleasing the poor miss, for a many purpose. no money, so, hoard this.
  Oh, what?
    oh.. what a poor miss... no life with a purpose but a broken promise?
       what a bliss is this?....

They've seen: 
nothing, no nada. no mother or father. but a many brother and daughter. luke warm will get hotter

with they, them these sins: 
they dont ,o, don't matter; made merry by my Mr. Mad Hatter 

Not baker nor batter, be kind to the matter. But butter all the same. These lies are the same. The lines are the fame. This life is to blame....

been in:
No bunch but been bunched in a bit of a bunch of a thing.

arivaca poems = my turn it burns

as i sit here in tourment
my passions lay dorment
my dreams are premature
yet there affect will be sure
when the time it turns
my turn, it burns,
my heart it yearns

my words: held back just @ the lips
my future lays just beyond these finger tips
specializing in social elite
in love with everysecond of every person i meet

This love of society's noise
playing these boys like lil toys
a hopeful idea a cultural world churns
that's ignorance (please people learn)

 when the time it turns
my turn it burns
my heart it yearns


8.29.2011

tantilizing curvature. that's nature versus nature sir. its a diasiease; i have no cure for these thoughts o so impure. pictures get a bit obscure. i tell few truth but lies i tell fewer. i be the kat-man; dont give me no lip. B12, aww you sank my battleship.... ^_\\

WATSKY!!!! MY LOVE!


i might want to go to this

KFMA's Fall Ball 2011
Sep 25, 2011 12:00pm - 11:00pm



there is no stoping it now

So i dont know if i can handle the amount of veiws im getting now.... YEAY!

8.28.2011

guilty pleasuure




"Love You Like A Love Song"

[Verse 1]
It's been said and done
Every beautiful thought's been already sung
And I guess right now here's another one
So your melody will play on and on, with the best of them
You are beautiful, like a dream come alive, incredible
A centerfold miracle, lyrical
You've saved my life again
And I want you to know baby

[Chorus]
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

And I keep hittin re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

And I keep hittin re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

[Verse 2]
Constantly, boy you played through my mind like a symphony
There's no way to describe what you do to me
You just do to me, what you do
And it feels like I've been rescued
I've been set free
I am hypnotized by your destiny
You are magical, lyrical, beautiful
You are... And I want you to know baby

[Chorus]
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

And I keep hittin re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

And I keep hittin re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

[Bridge]
No one compares
You stand alone, to every record I own
Music to my heart that's what you are
A song that goes on and on

[Chorus]
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

And I keep hittin re-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat-peat

I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby
I, I love you like a love song, baby

I love you...like a love song...

...smoking all my motivation...

im tired of this town and this scene. im tired of waiting for my life to fix itself. i have no urge to write, or draw, or even dance. i want to escape my existence just for awhile.... 


by the way i want to make a rhyme for the scene... all the bands out here all have rhyming names!

i remember

last night was a wake up call. and the funny part is "i wasn't drinking"....
i remember everything but getting home... i remember being kicked out of plush by the same door guy
then being told to sit and drink water and Danjor james coming over and kindly telling me it was only 10:30
i didnt get any interviews i didnt get anything out of last night it completely sucked...
but when i met up with Gregg he was drunk and talking about going to Georgia town you can't blame me thAt much....



i dont know what im living to accomplish any more. my life sucks at me and im trying to pretend im alright.... fml

8.27.2011

guiltier\

im inferior to your ulterior
it makes no difference if I'm superior,
only asking  for ways you can get lipped
if i realize for over a year; i've been a bit(ch).
but there is no reason to give a shit


but i believe in the words ive been givin
all u hold false is how i've been living
i wont believe in your misgivings
i wont believe that your not worth it
but i will be what your nerves get

.... ilost it good night

8.24.2011

STOKED!! FUCK YEAH... F U C K yeah !!!

FRANKENWEENIE!!!!!!!!!!!!


Questions:

WSMS:
  1.  do u claim to have the georgewbush site as your own?
  2.  how many checkpoints do you have to cross to get to Tucson?
  3.  why: For full effect listen with headphones? Why not: For full effect come to our show?? 
  4.  What city have u actually used as a playground?
  5.  
  6.  
EPISODE:
  1. Sassafras, Legato, Lashes, Drumtastic and The HEAD... Do I get one? Did you guys all just one day nickname each other?  
  2. Where is your name derived from??
  3.  Does only Uma sing?
  4.   
  5.  

BEN M:
  1. Where do i find you online??   
  2.  Can you comment on the shades of red/purple your face turns while giving it your all?

  3.  
  4.  

Research: Where Sirens Meet Silence, Episodes, and Ben Michales

 Where Sirens Meet Silence
Genre
Alternative
Members
Jesse. Parker. Isaac.
Hometown
Tucson, AZ
About
Disclaimer: For full effect listen with headphones.
Current Location
Rio Rico, AZ
Artists We Also Like
Reservado, Hellas Mounds, Dirty Dishes, Falling August, Underground Cities

  Episodes
Members
Uma "Sassafras" deSilva
Joe "Legato" Baker
Brian "Lashes" Anderson
Nick "Drumtastic" Panayi
Stéfano "The HEAD" Young
Hometown
Tucson, AZ
Biography
One day Uma tripped and fell onto Nick's kit. Joe lamented the scene with some sad notes as Stefano laughed. Brian had the 8-track running the whole time.
Influences
Prince, Bloodbath, The Smiths
Website
  Ben Michales
Genre
Acoustic
Current Location
Tucson
General Manager
Jesse André
Booking Agent
jesse@themanegroup.com
Influences
Dave Matthews Band, Matthew Santos, Trevor Hall, O.A.R., Bob Marley, Ben Folds

qween thing

a keen teen with no preen gene, comes clean forced to convene with her unseen.
a smokescreen for a routine obscene figurine... why would you screen the scene?



fun with rhyming waking me in the morning

8.23.2011

8.22...822...22

wow go numbers:

Magic V bean (which i think they mean Vagina...lol)

i made my boobow make a magic bean... see: 
i kinda looks like a vagina too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WTF PPL

SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG HAS HAPPENED TO THE INTERNET.... socialvibe used to be about helping to change the world one page veiw or click at a time a community of internet users helping causes thru sponsers.... WTF happened...

IM VERY DISSAPOINTED IN THE WORLD TODAY!!!!!!!!
 
click title 

a crazy ass dream

i think this had something to do with the plush incident:
i was a gypsy traveling from one place to the other and i wanted to stay at a hotel i went into the one that had a bunch of dazzling looking "people" outside. there was one that i liked a lot and he/she decided that because i was sad "they" would allow me to wear there clothes. The ringleader came over and got mad. I had to leave... I got kicked out and as i was leaving i said by to the person which loved me... very weird but its almost the same thing but i actually got in for A second... oh well. I will be covering a show there this Saturday. booyah!

8.22.2011

wanting to leave

i finally got paid but now i need to find an apartment that will cost not a lot and is right around here. Gregg said he'd help me find one that meets my needs. He told me of one that cost 350 or something like that but have to share a bathroom. I wouldn't mind too much it would be like a dorm. But i also don't know it could be terrible I 'll talk to him more about it tomorrow.

8.21.2011

RANT

Setting: Friday night about 6:00 still light out
Mood: desperate for social interaction and a beer

scene: Gregg, mom and I go to Chey's for a drink, we all need one we are all over stressed and over worked
eventually we had two each and ,after meeting a lovely young hair dresser that we made plans to have over to make me up, we headed to Sky bar. We had a few drinks and eventually mom and i split from the others.we went and go her precriptions and on the way back on 4th ave. I saw a friend/fellow BScener Jodi @ Plush.

So there was an event there and she was taking picture for them. She went in to ask if i could be allowed in too. I would have paid to get in but i was a dollar short and it was way too expensive 13$. All i kept hearing from the street is "there is no way i'd pay 13$". I was interviewed by a beautiful "person" named jade. Funniest part about it was when she asked how i would express my style and i said "broke". They all laughed.

SO i was waiting in the lobby area when the door man came up to me and said bluntly " We Don't want BSceneLive here". I told the not nice gentleman that I would wait for my friend nicely. He said "you can't wait for her here and literally escorted me to the door that was not but a foot away. SO i got too agree and left

There where these thoughts of freedom of speach and guiltiness by association and how photos are worth a thousand words... when it all boils down to it though this isn't about me and I don't know why i wasn't allowed in. Stupid Music scene Drama

8.18.2011

talKATive Talent





my new business yeay!!

i need a logo: Idea conception!!!!!!!!!!


Google Pony by *kaikaku on deviantART

FYI_{fresh new}FAVICON...

did you notice something new???





not to mention this !!!

ivan's llalibuy



somewhere out there where dreams reach the sky my hope is waiting and will not pass my by
on a lit river; a boat waits there for me and i will take my hope and finally be free 


i will walk a hundred miles, i will journey over sees, i will find my hope 
and one day beeeee free....

written while 14 years old during huricanne Ivan in Florida.... fun fun.....
i sing it myself when i get down! hope you enjoy =P

march 19, 2008

i love broken boys they love to break me
sticky blood kisses bite intensely
lost lonely nonsense i don’t care
found myself in your hallow stare
i cry in the rain, die in the snow
if i’m done i don’t know
i feel like a bird fly away
stones in your heart make you stay!

june 18, 2008


herion



Today i thought about heroin,
your frozen heart and cold lies
i found myself drawing syringes
thinking of your laughter
i thought about your smile and your eyes
your gate way to their souls
they went hallow
they lost there glow
there flower, the daisy i loved
i wish that we could go back

and do it again
all the anguish and turmoil
maybe this time we could do it together
that way you wouldn't feel so guilty afterward
And i could say i have problems too!

they grew up too fast




they grew up to fast the three of them
the lost dark truth is where they'd been
they gave up there hope gave up their dreams
finding the truth for all it could be
just imagine how cold those tears where
they'd been sitting their cheeks for thirteen years
finally fell when they'd reach the most they could handle
there life went still grey and completely dull

they grew up to fast the three of them
the lost dark truth is where they'd been
they gave up there hope gave up their dreams
finding the truth for all it could be
the youngest gave up his world
when he took the life of a girl
now flames and terror rules his brain
and the love he felt turned to pain
he'd writ out draw it out
but he still had hate so he'd pound it out

they grew up to fast the three of them
the lost dark truth is where they'd been
they gave up there hope gave up their dreams
finding the truth for all it could be
the middle child was seen as a saint
but as she looked after others she grew faint
grew cold to the world and locked herself up
didnt cry a single tear till she grew up
now she starting feel and bring out the pain
and realizes its not a game

they grew up to fast the three of them
the lost dark truth is where they'd been
they gave up there hope gave up their dreams
finding the truth for all it could be
the oldest of three kept it all a secret
her wrong doings she could not keep it
to cover her pain shed drown it out
until even whilke drunk she shout it out
she knew shed never get over it
but hope was all she had for it

they grew up to fast the three of them
the lost dark truth is where they'd been
they gave up there hope gave up their dreams
finding the truth for all it could be

8.17.2011

i wonder if Tucson has DDR anywhere...


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im dieing to play DDR... maybe i had a dream about it or something idk....

8.16.2011

if only you knew







8.15.2011

Less is more to Me

Homeless like Hapless, it happens lots to me
Less is losing to the stress I see
The Streets, The Freaks and the In-Betweens
I strain to fly straight and free
I am releashing the rare relief in me

Heartless like Part has been much more than accused of me
Piecing the Pleasing that's missing it seems
The Tweeks, The Geeks and The Dweebs
I feel I've found my way thru all the streams
Refrain from weak while reliving this belief in me

Ancient Mine

your eyes, your words: Your ancient
seen worlds more than your years spent
searching your soul, parts and pieces lent
the room in my heart u took up rent

your touch, a bit much, makes a dent
in my story, my history, my present
your views of everything a bit bent
and worth: you don't take it by the cent

8.10.2011

post 107

i woke up today to someone telling me they missed me
even from forever away it felt awesome....

8.07.2011

WTF

WTFfuckli(f)e2
romanicing NUTS & kissin SkREWS
MISSin bigger pictures, to glimpse see still frames inside you
Instead i haerd 1/2 but saw a "whole" clue
PAC-MAN dies due to a lust of ghosts &pills
MS_PAC steps-up our Lovely-legged Host
BUT ghost don't wear bows
BUT Bambii's a BOT cuz BlOOD boasts but never knows
Plenty of Fish, i Know but all i sea is me,
Lots of fishh hooks, yet Lonliness, I'm Luring the cure


it took me about two hours to hit the "show older posts" button to find this status. IN ATMOSPHERES SONG "TRYING TO FIND A BALANCE" the lyrics go:


Doesn't take much and that's messed up
Because these people do a lot of simple shit to impress us
While everyone was trying to out-do the last man
I was just a ghost trying to catch some Mrs. Pac-Man

so it reminded me of this status and I just had to read it again. The best part was october 21st and 22nd. They are funny as hell and are the single most posts i believe anyone can do in one day! enjoy!

8.04.2011

JUST FUCKING GOOGLE IT

i adore who ever made this webpage!!

justfuckinggoogleit.com

WHAT? i had to remember someting

    1. boxers
    2. condom
    3. boxers
    4. orgasm
    5. ????????????
    6. crying
    7.  train stopped
    8. caught me
    9. foot massage
    10. comfort levels
    11. full
    12. ...

googly

8.02.2011

misguided ghosts- paramore

Seizure Girl

Last night I went to a show that had silhouettelies and sickpuppies... it happened to be a GREAT show. The only down fall was thew seizure i could no longer fight off. FUNNY PART: i recognized the EMT from two years ago and laughed about it. I didn't go to the hospital and even went back in to catch the epic end of the show.

Honestly I even tried to get to a place were "I would not be scene"... i now find this statement to be quite ironic. Considering i work for bscenelive. Also i was CAUGHT... Im not 100% certain but i do believe that is a first. A few years ago this little stunt in the night would have made me very upset for days but now it doesn't seem so much as "my body working against me" (me a few years ago) but more like stubbing my toe.

P.S. CLICK THE TITLE!!!!!!!

BSL JULY 2011

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