Benjamin Earl

Benjamin Earl

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[19 Sep 2006|06:59pm]

Everyone needs to quit pushing my fucking buttons.

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[17 Sep 2006|01:51am]

Live in sin, fight to win.

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[03 Sep 2006|03:14pm]

Tonight at Vinyl (W. Peachtree & 17th)

7 pm, $8
Blood Stands Still
Irreversible
Crime Scene
Deathstar
Atilla

Get there or get fucked.

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[24 Jun 2006|03:36am]

I'm ready to just chill with my boys from now on. People I know are my boys, that is.

And I'd like for it to be six weeks from now right now too.

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[23 Jun 2006|10:13pm]

I'm here to wrap my hands around society's neck.
Slowly slip away against a lifeless grip.

A long painful death is what you deserve.
Open your mouth, bite the fucking curb.

Born into a vicious circle, you learn to cut at the throat.
Watching people lining up in tight single file rows, I still revolve around a world I choose to cut off.

ONE NATION UNDER GOD OVER A BURNING CROSS

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[23 May 2006|01:08pm]

Things are finally starting to come together.

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[17 May 2006|02:34pm]

I'm sick of pressing on, cause shit still ain't making sense. No matter how hard I try my life is still a fucking mess. I've lost myself, and time hasn't changed a thing. I'm still a fucking kid trying to deal with his mistakes.

Crushes on and dreaming, keeping to ourselves. I drown myself - but it proves I care, I can't forget those years.

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[28 Mar 2006|12:46pm]

The more I look into my life, the more and more I see my destiny. To work every single day, to never have my way. To never see further than five feet in front of my face until I'm layed to waste.

Mother, I'm scared of what's becoming of me. Humiliation is all I can see. I'll never be what I long to be. It's hard coming face to face with my own destiny.

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[21 Mar 2006|07:04pm]

All I wanted was a shot in the dark, but like a knife through the heart I choke on spit covered words.

Oh my god - it happened again. What's wrong with me? Screaming gets you nothing. One more night in this town and I swear that I'm dead.

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[18 Feb 2006|12:31am]

You ask yourself do you deserve to live, or are you gonna burn in hell for all the things you did. You have a million stories to tell.

Don't believe in heaven cause you lived in hell.

But did you live your life right, where will you go after that long kiss goodnight. Here I am, I'm not afraid of you, you never answered my prayers. And now you're gonna punish me? FUCK YOU!

Can it be so simple, can it be so plain? You lived your life, it's just one big game.

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[15 Feb 2006|03:53am]

Each day a reminder of my mistakes.
Each day a reminder of what it takes.

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[30 Jan 2006|10:11pm]

Lots of days there’s no water, but the liquor kept me warm. The cellars were stocked to the ceiling with booze, so I carried a bottle with my gun.
The preacher said; “Boys, he who is killed tonight will dine with the lord in paradise.” One boy spoke up, said “Preacher come on, eat your supper with us.”

I’d be no guest at the table of the lord, his food was not to be mine. ‘Cause I cursed his name every chance that I could, and I reckon that’s why I’m still alive.

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[26 Jan 2006|08:10pm]

I've made my mistakes, but I'm getting it together.

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[18 Jan 2006|05:51pm]

I'm at my best when things are at their worst.

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[13 Jan 2006|12:53am]

We're taking walks around the hearts, and homes we'll never own. You go nowhere in a nowhere town, and no one's listening to the sound of breaking down and breaking out is just wishful thinking. You go nowhere in a nowhere town, we're growing up by falling down. We love the songs because we live the songs in condemned flats between the rights and wrongs.

And all we know is that we live for now.

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[31 Dec 2005|02:15am]

Ain't no bitch in my blood, nigga it's nothin but thug.

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[10 Dec 2005|09:20pm]

So I'm basically out of Conyers now. Couch hopping in Atlanta and putting plans together to become a permanent resident of the city ASAP. As unhappy as I am at times, everything is so much better here. All I really want is for some of my friends to stop giving me shit about it. If you're really my friend you know how long I've wanted to do this, and what I need from you all now is encouragement, not a hard time. I've got a serious plan for my life now and I want my friends to support me in it. And if you think I've changed, then you're probably right. I've noticed alot of things I didn't like about myself, and I'm doing what I feel I should do to better them. So it goes.

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[30 Nov 2005|06:28pm]

I've never been too close with love, life, trust and faith
I need out of here, I need my head clear
I know my voice isn't great but at least it's sincere

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[30 Nov 2005|03:21am]

drews a liar.

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