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Tuesday, June 01, 2004

I saw this video clip of 3 enemy soldiers getting blown away by a machine gun on an apache helicopter. It was pretty gruesome if you ask me. I don't think they even know what hit 'em.

I wonder how far away the chopper was when it blew up those three guys.
posted by Gio  # 12:54 PM

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Oh ho ho, stand alone stories have been written! and I didn't know, i'm tsk'ing... Hunting harkonnens and Whipping mek. Now, i'm bogging why i hadn't heard before hand.. still exploring the official dune website. etc
posted by Gio  # 1:51 PM

Monday, April 05, 2004

in the haze, the stormy haze. I'll be round, I'll be loving you always. always. Here i am, and i'll take my time. Here I am, and i'll wait in line. Always. Always. Fear a 44 second song...
posted by Gio  # 1:41 PM

Friday, April 02, 2004

hello sweety, you're lookin kinda pretty. what's a girl like you doing in this rough city? (i'm just here tryin to hold my own ground) yeah, i think i like how that sounds. what you say we get to know eachother better? (that sounds good, but i don't think i can help ya) i don't know, tell me is it so.. do you get a kick out of tellin brothers no? (no it's not that, see you don't understand. How should I put it... I got a man) what's your man got to do with me? (i told ya) i aint trying to hear that C
posted by Gio  # 1:32 PM

Thursday, April 01, 2004

okay i'm going to attempt to drown myself, you can try this at home. you can be just like me. I'm cancerous, so when i diss you wouldn't wanna answer this if you responded back with a battle rap you wrote for cannibus.
posted by Gio  # 1:50 PM

Wednesday, March 31, 2004

this is where i say i've had enough, no one should ever feel the way that i feel now. A walking open wound, a tropy display of bruises and i don't believe that i'm getting any better, any better. Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring, and i'm thinking awful things, pretty sure that few would notice. and this apartment, is starving for an argument, anything at all to break the silence. Wandering this house, like i never wanted out. and this is about as social as i get now. and i'm throwing away the letters that i am writing you, cause they would never do. I would never do, never.
posted by Gio  # 1:34 PM

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

volare, ooooh. cantare, oooh. let's fly way up to the clouds. away from the maddening crowds. we can sing in the glow of a star that i know of, where lovers enjoy peace of mind.
posted by Gio  # 2:43 PM

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