Flicks
The count of Monte Cristo, V for Vendetta, A beautiful Mind, Collateral, Mathcstick Men, The Usual Suspects, School of Rock, Tears of the Sun, The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Supremacy, The Patriot, Deja Vu
Tunes
Underoath, Emery, Saosin, Chasing Victory, Taking Back Sunday, August Burns Red, Demon Hunter, Blindside, Beloved, Bullet for My Valentine, Spineshank, coldplay, Chevelle, Dead Poetic, Escape the Fate, Far Less, Foo Fighters, George, He Is Legend, Hoobastank, Linkin Park, Matchbook Romance, Norma Jean, Project86, Rise Against, relientK, showbread, skillet, Story of the Year, Staple, Thrice
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Who am I?
A saint, a sinner; a lover and a liar. A flawed delinquent, a unique individual. I am no more what people say I am than what they think of me. I am no longer bound by the things of this Earth - set free i walk the path less travelled. My existence preceeded my conception and my purpose has preceeded my birth. By faith i hold fast to the hope that is my confident reassurance - the evidence of things unseen and still yet to come.
Random Ramblings - see all 3
Underoath Jun 13
I managed to find myself at the front for the whole night, and had to fight to maintain my position in some instances - yes this even involved forcing what seemed to be poor helpless small girls out of the way, but let me assure you, I was the one in danger. Don't even get me started on the fat chicks! No offense to them, but when the whole weight of a mosh pit is crushing the very breathe out of you and you've sweated what seems to be more water than what you would have drunken in over a month!
~The Afflicted~ a short story Mar 30
The cold bitter air blew harshly against his stoic face as he grudgingly pressed onwards against his desire to take cover from the unforgiving wind. He moved quickly, seemingly detached from the world that existed around him as his black polished shoes pulled hastily at the ground before him, making a click with each footfall that landed sturdily on the cobblestone path which encompassed the derelict estates; mere shadows of their past prominence and illustrious nature.
~ Fractured Mind ~ a short story Mar 17
The emotions flooded through his bloodstream like a river of novocaine, numbing his mind, making him synthetic. It wasn't the quipping remarks which caused the onslaught of emotional turmoil; they were just a mere trigger to all the hatred which he had stored up within himself over the years.
Comments, Utterances and Remarks - see all 8
andrewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww come back to brisbane...and send me my letter =P
posted May 5
ANDREWPIE guess whatly =]
posted Apr 30
hey you with the face. pretty sure you shoudl apprve my previous comment and or delete it so it doesn't have the nooby bit up the top. hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey andrew............................ =]
posted Apr 23
Wassup?
posted Oct 11
Saint, you are a very cool dude. you are now my friend.
posted May 18
Happy Mother's Day Andrew, haha. I got an A for that short story, very proud considering I didn't even know where the story was going for a majority of the time I was writing it. The ending barely even makes sense to me, but I think I like that about it. Thanks for the comment : ) Much appreciated. Keep it real Kat x
posted May 12
Hey ≈Saint ≈, Nice Virb space. Very cool.
posted Mar 14
Sa says:
Thankyou so muchly =] My day so far has been much better, but i shall be even grander once you arrive =]
posted May 9