so as those of you who Know me are aware theres nothing i wont do for my friends

well after i get off work this morning i promissed one of my long term none fur friends id take her for her random piss test she had to do , unfortunatly like me and and several other friends smoke herb on a regular basis so theres noway shes pissing clean

so what she did is get some clean piss from a donner put it in a small squezz bottle and inserted in her self..now im this part is not suprising to me at all as ive grown up around this shit all my life, what gets me is when she says hold up i think im leaking........THE FUCK YOU ARE!!!! whith out mising a beat she drops trow next to me and fishes the bottle out while im driving her to her apointment and checks to see if the liquid on the bottle is spilt piss or...her escence..before reinserting the bottle and fixing her cloths....id still do anything for my friends but i think im going to have to place some ground rules

fuck my life ....seth

ps sorry for the spelling errors im going on no sleep for 38 hours

this day i am as shiva the destroyer of worlds

To day i started writing some poems done wich is kinda odd since i havent done so since high school but any way one i kinda like i will share with yall here


Of all the sorrows i have born witness to, only the death of Rome by the money lenders hands has brought tears to my eyes.

Short sweet and probably more a verse than an actual poem but well..screw it

Let me know what you think

Seth

Meet seth god of chaos lord of the red sand and keeper of the house of plague traped on earth and set loss upon the unsuspecting masses........oh what fun he will have

well its been for ever since i did a post and now im posting one to say skoll is now a now officialy dead i have built his funeral pyre i hve placed coins on his eyes for the boat man and and stood death vigil 4 him he has served me well and its the least i can so to see him off to green elysium skoll my brother my skin you will be missed.....and with that i am reborn from fire and pain i have acended to my next incarnation ...stay tuned 4 my birthing cry

i hate this time of year because it always means i get sick..same thing always sore throut blood shot eyes headach and fever.....i miss the winter....more to the point i miss snow ....kinda funny that id live in florida then hunh

sorry for a late update but happy new year..so we find our self in a new year with new year new posobilitys and all that shyt .....BUTTTT it is a speacial yea in that if you belive our ancient friends to the south wear less than two years to the end of the world ......but thats if you believe right, and despite the enventive use of obsidian and some kick ass partys cant say that i do...though it might be cool yeah to say that we were here at the end... so in any case it will be bussnes as usual for me ,,but just in case i think i might just drink a bit more smoke a bit more and fuck a bit more cuase you never know cuase while i might not have been here at the beginijng of the party ...beater belive ill be here at the end..

peace for now....Skoll

got hit buy a rather nasty trojan last night and aperently my moms comp which im borowing while i get a new one has no protection what so ever on it either way im looking for any advice on geting it off my the comp with out going to a specialist and spending an arm and a leg so any advice would be a preciated ,,skoll....


ps im going to fucking curb the guy who sent me it and i think i know who it is...watch your ass bitch

ah well germany kicked englands ass so well fuck it good game at least sept for some shity calls on the refs part.........oh well theres always the champions legue

glory glory man united .skoll

said id write about somthing cheerful and this time im fucking writing about somthing fanfuckingtastic england v germany to day fucking footy war woot....scor to posted later


go brits

walking once more with my feet on the hot dust and my eyes on the sun i be come introspective on lifes hardships. friends that have gone on their last walk hauunt me still as do the the sins and vices of my blood, watching loved ones whod lose abit more of their soul just to make room for the needle for a sister or base for a brother i strife and joy so that i might look with false pitty on those to stupid to help them selvs wich is to say well...the majority of this world..how bad has it become where the answer to the pain caste on us in life is to abuse our selfs....wether your your some girl or guy sucking dick or taking it up the ass for the hope of an i love you that was with held during child hood or maybe for the opisite reson maybe mommy or dady tickled you to long or tuched you to wrong or are you the junkey filling a hole with base, food or some sweet persian love simply to forget a life time of sorrow for a short period of respite like a glass of water to a soul on the cinder, we all have our vices and coping mecanisms for the strugls that are put on usi my self find soaluce in rage, wrath has become my sheld to the point that when real help and under standing are offerd id rather bite the finger from the hand that offered it hoping to salve my wounds with the blood,,,enimies are friends friends are enimies both best kept at arms length.....oh well theres work to be done and sleep wont come till its finished...

this was writen in tribute to those brothers and sisters that lost their edge and decide to take their last walks early they know them selfs enough and know there missed and loved always...

farewell to the flesh..skoll

know its been said before but somthing more chereful next time hunh

wellp finaly back to writing again after a few years of apathy and writing nothing more than some fucked drug induced poetry im back to writing again and with the help of a friend much more talented in the drawing feild then my self have started work on a one shoot comic....woot...and with school almost over for now and nothing left to do but waight for the mve to orlando this aug i find my self with much time on my hands and after a week long bender of alchole and and other such goodies and listening to every freaken record i own from muddy waters to the doors to the sex pistols im back with fresh ideas and uncoverd post tramatic horros of early life i find my self with nothing butt inpsiration . so stay tuned

fare well to my flash: skoll

yeah fuck the hollydays the one time of the year from nov 27-dec 24 were people just think its alright to be come a compleat and total fucktard be cause they just have to have this item thats on sale and they just have to have it and that there need takes presidence over every body else because they are so fucking important..tell you what cheif that 50 inch tv aint going to going to bring one shred of true hapiness so save your monry and go take your loved ones to a good meal or the movies or hell both you did just save 700 dollars after all and in the long run its times like that spent with your family that are the real reson for the season ,not bringing home a 300 dollar pool table and yeah im blowing off a lot steam as its been a preaty week with losing my uncle on wensday and coming out of work and finding that i left my head lights on and that becouse of work i missed spending time with my family...though work is work and i do relize that he way the oconomy is right now im lucky to even have a job still i will say this i any fuck stick ever puts their god damn hands on me again while im at work or other like they did today ill rip their fucking head off and piss down ther throght ,,now that would be some stress relief

so early this month i travld down to miami for religues resons which was an expirence in its self but not realy the reson that im writing the reason is that shortly after on my way back my friends and i went and payed or respects to a friend who 5 years ago this month decided that he should use a permnant solution for a tempory problem and like we do when we need to go numb we go get compleatly fucked up on booze and other things and it was in this stupore that had me laying fetal in my house that i started to ask my self what is the fucking point of any of this..our friend did him self becous some bitch used him and he couldnt deal with the pain so what do we that are left be hind do,,,we follow his exaple and every year that day we kill our selves a little at a time becouse like him we cant deal with the loss no mater how long has passed we still cant come to terms with it. and although im hardly what ine would call a junky out side booze and the ocasional bowl every year i see my self geting a bit worse that day as i put my self on the brink of o,d and look over one more time in to the darkness that lies beyond that despite every thing is so inviting that i almost just take that last step over the edge,,and as i look around me i can see that my other friends are almost there as well ,,not quite but close and although we joke about whiny emos and that its the most retarded thing in the world to say hey life sucks people piss me off and im numb so ill cut my self and we say if you numb and pissed off go get laid or beat the ever loving shit out of some one which in reality is how weve basicly lived and to which i can atest is well ,,a very sadistic life all the way through and brings only sick satisfaction by spreading the virus of hate and laothing and depression and deprssion, what are we doing if not following the cuters example in self distruction ,,,sure we might not be using a blade but when you look at it and do it long enough you begin to see evry line to be a razor,, evr bottle to be a club and evry smoking pipe and needle to be as good as a gun just begging to be put to your head .and its as i think on this ,my rambligs writen for all who care or just have a passing intrest to read that i relize ,, im tired and i think ill take a nap now and keep going tommorow,

peace

well after long thought ive decided that things are just not looking to promising with opertunites so ive enlisted in the the usmc ship out date for basic is september in pairis island sc wish me luck

well its been a crazy couple of week with geting out of the hospital trying to get coaght up at work on hours and inkeeping my car runing[ every time i fix somthing somthing else breaks] and geting my house ready for sale and som how squezing time in for school ive been preaty exusted but things are finaly looking up and im actualy finding time to do some riting again so heres to persoverence

They had a dreadful fight, upon last Saturday night,
The papers gave the news accordin;
Guns, pistols, clubs and sticks, hot water and old bricks,
Which drove them on the other side of Jordan.

Chorus
Then pull off the coat and roll up the sleeve,
For Bayard is a hard street to travel;
So pull off the coat and roll up the sleeve,
The Bloody Sixth is a hard ward to travel I believe.

Like wild dogs they did fight, this Fourth of July night,
Of course they laid their plans accordin';
Some were wounded and some killed, and lots of blood spill'd,
In the fight on the other side of Jordan.

Chorus
The new Police did join the Bowery boys in line,
With orders strict and right accordin;
Bullets, clubs and bricks did fly, and many groan and die,
Hard road to travel over Jordan.

Chorus
When the new police did interfere, this made the Rabbits sneer,
And very much enraged them accordin';
With bricks they did go in, determined for to win,
And drive them on the other side of Jordan.

Chorus
At last the battle closed, yet few that night reposed,
For frightful were their dreams accordin';
For the devil on two sticks was a marching on the bricks,
All night on the other side of Jordan.

Chorus
Upon the following day they had another fray,
The Black Birds and Dead Rabbits accordin;
The soldiers were call'd out, to quell the mighty riot,
And drove them on the other side of Jordan.


song of the dead rabbits done in honor writen by Henry Sherman Backus ("
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well as of to day i feel inexolicably better probably just needed to get some things of my chest is all anways after a couple of rounds in the ring with my friend a shot and a couple of pionts of stout and i feel right as fain .

so yeah i even feel like ive got my old writers spark back so i should finaly be writing again soon other than that

im feeling preaty good well till next time peace

Skoll

been a long time and a lot of shit has gone down in my llife i finaly going to school job is ok socialy im doing good but for some resone im just not happy or even content far from im feel fucking empty and i cant put my finger on it it like an itch in the back of my head and its drivimg me ape shit. its like im just watching the world go by from my own skin tether to astake and forced to impotence as i snap at all the things that i have know control of while on the outside i put on my mask every day and go through the movments of pleasentrys with people i dont like laughing at jokes that arnt funny and fanning concern for people i dont care about while at the same time feeling so helpless to help those i do care about to the point that id tear my own arm off and beat my self seansless if i thought that for one moment it wounld bring a smile to there face or a chuckl even if its becouse of a specticle as pervers as some one pulling there own arm off and beating them self with it, im sick of not being in control of my own life im sick of being looked down on by those that desrver tobe looked down on and im sick of watching the events of the worled go by see the patern thats being put forth and aside from yelling in the midle of the streets being powerles to stop it.

ijust dont know who i am any more . am i the careing person that wants to put a smile on the world am i the im personal creature that dosent care for any body but my self or am i the mad beast that claws up my in sides trying to get out and lash at ever one around me un til the red mist finaly lifts and hates the othe to for making things so complicated and its at times that i wonder why i dont just put my self into a dire situation let all the hate rage lose against my atacers as i bite kick claw puch and gouge ny to the enevitable where i find my self exoasted and breathing my last but bein able to smile at the fact that against every thing the world through at me no mater how hard ot tried to contole me i died as i chose and its is by my will alone that brought me here so that i go while im still strong and still potent enough to spit in the worlds eye in stead of dying in an in dignant way lying in my death bed an old man haing tobe help with even the smallest of tasks like tacking a piss but i wonder if it would not be a fitting punishment that this is to be my life and i shall go in to anominity to be for got as jus some old relative he did nothing important in his life. so as i sit here he beast finaly quiting down and falling dormant again the taste of coper in my mouth and the burn behind my eyes the only sign of its passing im left to think should i walk the path of humanity with its macivelience and greed or should i take the road of the unburdend beast and live by insincts will alone.

or perhaos there is anouther way and i can finaly find harmony between the two.


well thats it for tonight thanks for leting me rant [pou ryou all a shot of scotch for your trobele]

promis ill put somthing down with a sunnyer disposition next time well till then sweet dreams

SKOLL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2XnaKoMgE4 .......laugh now





.........bitches....

well i sit hear alone listen to knife called lust.god i love hollywood undead...but alas i find my self alone again as circum stances demanded that they go home so depresion sets in and i find i have an urge to write but dont want to write a fic at the moment in the tought that if i do t will come out emo and thats realy not me so i find my self here putting in a new entry.....so the most recent thing i can report is that i will be finaly finishing my partial fur suite...that is after i get my car up and running so other than not mujch to say though i should have a new story done wich i will post up here when its done so look for it..well think ive rambled enough so .....



peace

Hey names skoll but if you read the name of the user youo know that any way. finaly decided to sit down and post somthing here so here it goes.. im a wolf by trade and enjoy reading writing ,music of all typse not so much rap but there are a few songs that i like so yeah im single and looking no ofense t the guys but wemon need only aply -_- any who i do story comissions but not art as i..well suck but will story for art trades all types im not qeezi or story for story or story for cash if all else fails so yeah if youd like a sample of my work chek out yiffstar my user mame is skoll fenrirson though that was abit of a rush i did when i was a bit depressed one night and decided to give my former fursona a proper send off ..so yeah im usualy preaty fun but as i write this tere is realy dumb family shit going on in my life thats stressing me out so those of you who dont know me feel free to contact me any time and those that do drop me a line im always up for a comversation [that being one of my favorite things in life] and am always ready with a good story or joke or three so hope to hear from you..well thats it till next time..peace