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Name: Ryan
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Birthday: 3/27/1987
Gender: Male


Interests: GUITAR, MARCHING BAND, Friends, Trombone
Expertise: Life, Music, Listening
Occupation: Student
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Member Since: 10/7/2003

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Thursday, May 04, 2006

Currently Listening
All's Well That Ends Well
By Chiodos

see related
- "Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek"

"One Day Women Will All Become Monsters"

“Let's just stop,
drop everything,
forget each other's names,
And just walk away.”

 

Sorry, if I have been acting strange l8ly I just don’t feel like myself. Kind of depressed about shit!!! Sometimes I wish I could just drop everything!


Sunday, April 23, 2006

Currently Listening
Live at Blues Alley
By Eva Cassidy

see related
- Fields of Gold

New Song

This song is really sad, Makes me cry everytime i hear it!!!

Just and amazing song, and Eva Cassidy has an amaizng voice!!!
~You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Among the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
And you can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We will walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
As you lie in fields of gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Among the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold ~

Kinda been up and down l8ly, but im hanging on.
Just been very dissapointed in people l8ly!!!


 


Wednesday, April 12, 2006

FUCK!!!


Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Currently Listening
Tell All Your Friends
By Taking Back Sunday
see related
- Greatest Romances of the 20th Century

Go to the Western Gate

Edwin Arlington Robinson
Luke Havergal

Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal, --
There where the vines cling crimson on the wall, --
And in the twilight wait for what will come.
The wind will moan, the leaves will whisper some --
Whisper of her, and strike you as they fall;
But go, and if you trust her she will call.
Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal --
Luke Havergal.

No, there is not a dawn in eastern skies
To rift the fiery night that's in your eyes;
But there, where western glooms are gathering,
The dark will end the dark, if anything:
God slays Himself with every leaf that flies,
And hell is more than half of paradise.
No, there is not a dawn in eastern skies --
In eastern skies.

Out of a grave I come to tell you this, --
Out of a grave I come to quench the kiss
That flames upon your forehead with a glow
That blinds you to the way that you must go.
Yes, there is yet one way to where she is, --
Bitter, but one that faith can never miss.
Out of a grave I come to tell you this --
To tell you this.

There is the western gate, Luke Havergal,
There are the crimson leaves upon the wall.
Go, -- for the winds are tearing them away, --
Nor think to riddle the dead words they say,
Nor any more to feel them as they fall;
But go! and if you trust her she will call.
There is the western gate, Luke Havergal --
Luke Havergal.



Thing have been getting much better, the band is really taking off due to some really hard core and kick ass fans!!! You know who you are! I love playing and It makes me happy to know others enjoy hearing what we create so thanks for all the love and support.

Hopefully soon to have a show at Grape Street!!!


Sunday, February 19, 2006

As If it couldnt get any harder!

wow Xanga how the fuck are you!!!
I don't know why but everyhting as of late just sucks!
I'm sick of being tired and tired of being sick! I jsut don't get it anymore!
After pulling a 3.64 gpa first semester of college i jsut don't seem to give a shit anymore! Already failed a quiz, gonan fail a test tomorrow! I look deep into myself and a see something i dont want to be!
All i want to do is play my guitar with my band! That is it and forget about the world surrounding me. I just wish there was a way to let it all go for a day and just have no pressures, no troubles.

Ryan!



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