Punk Rock Life

BMF LOVED MISS CHICKY. Why did you have to go baby?

Aug
20

 

This song “The Man Comes Around” was written entirely by Johnny Cash not long before his death. It was one of Jeff’s most favorite songs and he had asked The Unsatisfied to cover it for his birthday party in 2010. They did a beautiful job.

You can run on for a long time but sooner or later God’s Gonna Cut You Down.

5☠️❤️7

A Saturday at the Punk Rock House

Aug
19

Tweaking the Unsatisfied and watching for potential riots in Bawston, wishing they wouldn’t fuck up the landscape and statuary, wondering what Trump is up to, about to fix some hamburger soup, sitting at a level 9.73 and just started watching “Fight Club” with a side of Big Brother 19(which stinks now Cody is gone).

And this:

Punk Rock Life without BMF!

Aug
12

All I want to do is sleep. I just fall asleep for no reason. My sense of belonging is flat line.

If I should die tonight and the reason remains unknown, tell not the whole world, but the one I love that I died of a broken heart, not because he loved me too little but because I loved him too much. ~unknown~

Thanks Natasha Terry – this helps! Not bi-polar but the pain from this broken heart feels the same. I just have to be patient and take this one day at a time. Hang on. The hole is deep!

“Fell in a Hole” by The Unsatisfied, performed at BMF Epic Birthday Party, August 2010

That just about says it all Metallica. BMF and MIss Chicky shall live forever.

Aug
08

If you want to live forever…first you must die.

NOW THAT WE’RE DEAD
Written by Hetfield/Ulrich

When darkness falls
May it be
That we should see the light

When reaper calls
May it be
That we walk straight and right

When doubt returns
May it be
That faith shall permeate our scars

When we’re seduced
Then may it be
That we not deviate our cause

All sinners, a future
All saints, a past
Beginning, the ending
Return to ash

Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can be together
Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can live forever

When all is pain
May it be
It’s all we’ve ever known

When flame consumes
May it be
It warms our dying bones

When loss has won
May it be
It’s you I’m madly fighting for

When Kingdom comes
May it be
We walk right through that open door

All sinners, a future
All saints, a past
Beginning, the ending
Return to ash

Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can be together
Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can live forever

All sinners, a future
All saints, a past
Beginning, the ending
Return to ash

Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can be together
Now that we’re dead, my dear
We can live, we can live forever

Return to ashes, shed this skin
Beyond the black, we rise again
We shall live forever

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Baby I miss you. My head feels tight all the time now.

Jul
23
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I’m Crying. Punk Rock Life without BMF.

Jul
18
I’m crying for the mother who lost her only son, I’m crying for the father who lost his baby child, I’m crying for the sister who lost her loving man, I’m crying for the brother who couldn’t see the light, I’m crying, I’m crying, I’m crying. ~Lucinda
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Perfectenschlag Flashback

Jul
08

Dallas Buyers Club

Jul
08

Watching this today versus 2013 is mind boggling. Fuck fuck fuck pancreatic cancer.

  • Sorry lady, I prefer to die with my boots on.
  • Fuck you!
  • You don’t give AZT to a person with a broken immune system. It’s toxic.

You don’t give chemotherapy to a man with a broken immune system and tell him he’s going to die anyway. You poisoned him. Fucking doctors. Fuck fuck fuck chemotherapy.

Day 2557. Life is strange.

Fuck fuck fuck cigarettes and cocaine.

 

It’s Sunday, one of our favorite days.

Jun
25

Punk Rock Life without BMF

I slept late, did not really want to wake up. That feels strange since I like to get up early. It’s still beautiful here at the big green punk rock house at the end of the road. Johnny is still here. He’s still your little buddy. He moves a lot slower but still loves begging for food. I found his BMF collar this week. All this sorting is pretty overwhelming. I noticed one of your shelves in the shed was disarranged. It freaked me! So irrational. I found photos and fixed it. But something is missing. I will find it eventually. I still make a full pot of coffee every day. I don’t want to learn new proportions. Maxwell House is good. Reminds me of us. I’m not crying. Just missing you so bad.

 

When I kissed you I was afraid to love you. Now I love you and I’m afraid to lose you.

Jun
18

I’m never going to lose you baby. Never. You are all around me. You are just a thought away.

 

 

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