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Generically Me

"Unpleasant, even dangerous, qualities can be found in every nation and every individual."
- Freidrich Nietzsche

Just an ordinary alcoholic, pill-popping, overly-violent gay Irish kid who loves life and singing until his throat bleeds.

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In Case You Want to Know

I'm Buster. I'm eighteen. I'm a boy. I'm Irish. I'm in a band with a bunch of my friends, and I think we rock. I love Guitar Hero, candy, and alcohol. I'm offensive and brash. I show my affection to my friends by poking fun at them. I've got a lot of pent up energy. I like anime. I like music with raging guitars and shit like that. Wanna know more? Ask me. Making friends is a hobby of mine.

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12 August 08

Fucking Lion King.

Fucking Lion King. Fucking circle of life and shit. Fucking Alex.

Found out my boyfriend was cheating on me and HE dumped ME. There’s something awfully wrong with that. But oh well. Fuck him. Great while it lasted, but I’m over that. Thank you, Addie, for once again being there for me. And thank you, Alex, for making me available again.

In other news, betcha didn’t know that I’m a writer, eh? Well, not so much anymore, I suppose, since I just haven’t been writing. Bleeeeeeeh. Anyways, I’m off to help me mum do laundry or some shit like that.

Generically Yours,

Buster

P.S. “That is Why” - Say Anything


Today I sat and smoked myself to cancer
Thinking about the dancer at the bar
Well how was I to know
That a crush could just implode
‘Til it became a grudge eclipsing every star

And yes I know my addictions run the gamut
The drugs, the smokes, the booze, the 24
But you can’t make the turkey colder
Or skew me less bipolar
Let me list the things about you I abhor

Horrible, you’re…
So easy, talk sleezy
You led me off the plank and left me queasy
And that is why
You can’t rock my world

You swore that you were taken when I met you
But yes you did undress me from afar
A genteel concubine
You skip amongst the mines
Just a product of the endless empty grind

You lack the curves that prove a proper lady
A slender slave with sluttish, sleepy eyes
Though once I was emoting
And Bono lyric quoting
I have found another be my guest and die

With starry eyes, she’s…
Warm-glancing, entrancing
And now I’m through with all your sick, sad ranting
And that is why
You can’t rock my world

I’ve lost you
And now I glide through the silky sky
It’s so blue
And you’re just old news
That is why
You’re so screwed
Cadaver gone blue
This has died
Your machine has grown gangrene
And now I see right through your lies

With…
Ripe wonder, I plunder
Your village now that I know that I’ve become her
And that is why
You can’t rock my
That is why
That is why
You’ll never ever in a god damn millennium
Be my girl

I watch frozen stars on the way home
I watch frozen stars on the way back home
I watch frozen stars on the way home
I watch frozen stars burn out on the way back home

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh
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