42 Year Old
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From Atlantic Beach, FL·
Joined on December 28, 2005
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Born on May 21st
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I was born and raised in Tasmania(Australia), played bass guitar for two popular Japanese rock bands,and now I serve in the U.S. Military... so yeah, I've seen some mileage and I have a few storiesto tell. I'm fairly creative - I draw quite a bit, write music - and I'm often pretty brazen when it comesto getting myself into new situations with new people. I love striking up a conversationwith somebody I've never met before. There aren't a lot of people who know me well, butthose few who do know me very well. You could be one. Also when I was little I wanted to be ultraman when i grown up.......NOW Im grown up and I AM ultraman! You dont think so...........when was the last time the world was attacked by evil space aliens..............HA! I'M DOIN MY JOB DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!
42 Year Old
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Male
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From Atlantic Beach, FL·
Joined on December 28, 2005
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Born on May 21st
Interests
books, working out, playing my guitars, designing tattoos, picerings, writing music............pretty much im a versitile person.
Music
I'm a huge rock, heavy metal, punk and ska fan. i have over 700 CD's
'Failures For Gods' by ImmolationHave faith in their wordsFrom your weakness they are bornMessiahs to the massesBut failures for allSend millions to worshipSend millions to dieDevoted, they follow in blindnessLost, they can not find their wayEminent...immortalCrowned by our handsBringers of terror, all will cower in fearBringers of war, their people perish and dieBringers of plague, the faithful wither and fadeBringers of famine, the hunger grows and growsCure not our ills...Feed on our souls...Promise eternity...Eternity never comes...Their lies will lull the chaosWhile humanity falls around themImpoverished, in droves they'll grovelIn confusion and fear they flourishThey've failed to lead the way out of darknesstheir wourds man nothing, your gods are deadLet them rape youlet them rule youThey will take youYou're failures for godsNo promis landNo love toward manNo perfect endYou're failures for godsCan they not see the deception and thetyrannySo desperate they've become the victims not eh victorsCan they not see the tragedy in thier beliefsThe failures you worship are the failures you've becomeEminent...immortalCrowned by our hands
