BobJesbus311

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Blood is Red Water is Blue by BobJesbus311, literature

Make me a Frankenstein Monster by BobJesbus311, literature

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Make me a Frankenstein Monster

Make me into a frankenstein monster sew me togeather with stiches and crosshatching patch me up and all over. Rip off my face! Sew on a new! one that is great one that is hansome one that is clean! Rip off my arms! Sew on some new! ones that are strong ones that are long ones that are tan ones that are gentle! Rip of my stomach! Sew on a new! one that is strong one that is tough one that is flat one that is cut! Rip off my legs! Sew on some new! ones that are great ones that can run ones that can leap ones that are bronze Rip me apart and create me anew anew me that is everything i am not make a frankenstein mon

sad to know by BobJesbus311, literature

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sad to know

tis a sad thing to know. i do already know. i guess now that i think now that i remember i have known. i knew... i knew but i still fell i still feel and i would die... i knew it i know it and... probably nothing i can do will change it. but i will try one last attempt one last try... although i already know... depression and exhaustion clear my mind... it is sad to know. i wish i could cry.

MaskS i bear to my pale face by BobJesbus311, literature

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MaskS i bear to my pale face

I boer a mask that relfected the world around me as who i was i was who everyone and anyone wanted me to be with out being me i was just another person or well so it seemed... that mask i boer for so long that my skin grew on and into it become one with me. then it cracked and then i ripped i beat i destroyed that mask but who i found was horrible who i found under that mask. i fell to the floor to put it back togeather to put back on that mask i destroyed that mask i hated. for what was under that mask was a demon a demon of demons they say that "hell hath no fury like a woman scorn" this demon was worse that hell i

Love over blood by BobJesbus311, literature

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Love over blood

Bow down till my head touches the floor, stand strong with all hell beating on my door dance like the cosmos are your dancing floor with a spin with a twirl with a bow with a step by step there is no more blood in my vains just love love love only love pumpin through my vains no need for blood when i have this love. my mind is a tempist storm and love is the rays of sun breaking through the clouds all can be hell i can be no more then an ant but love is like gods will will to become able to do anything. love love love instead of blood love instead of strenght love in place of all things no more body no more so

Mask of who i am. by BobJesbus311, literature

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Mask of who i am.

Here i hide, in plain view for the world to see. here i lay with the world watching my every move. im sorry now i have mispoken. with the world watching my mask's every move. i haide behind a mask so long my skin has made it part of me so long i fear i can never take it off the "me" the world sees isnt not me but i can not be me for fear of lossing everything my life as a whole everything who i truly am would destroy this life i led i fear i do not know what would happen if i destroy my mask i bear i have a crack a spiderweb crack in my mask were love tryed to break me free and it worked in only in a part i piece of

hopless romanticism by BobJesbus311, literature

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hopless romanticism

i can dream a thousand dream i can dream up a world of perfection but no mater what i dream that doesnt make it real untill i give it a physical form. i stary sky is set on us. we walk through the tall grass tickling our knees with its small bladed fingers. as we walk hand in hand through the field of tall grass, th crickets crick, and the birds are playing one last song before sleep. the wing russles the grass all around us in a small tempest sweeping upward at our feet. making that sound, that only the wind can make, when it rubs up against the grass. As the wind blows we swing, as if one unified being, knowing the others throughts a

and back by BobJesbus311, literature

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and back

I will never will go to the moon i will never go to pluto i will never go to the ends of the universe i will never go to the end of time but i will go the the moon and back but i will go to pluto and back but i will go to the end of the universe and back but i will go to the end of time and back and at the end i will find a truth a truth of love a truth of all a truth i already know that love is real love is true love is in our hands and in our hearts. and the end of the universe and time, this truth will be shown and we'll look on it and laugh because we already knew this truth. and we will dance on the cosmos and l

calling at 1 am by BobJesbus311, literature

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calling at 1 am

those fools who dare to call at one AM i yell and bitch at "IM SLEEPING" but that was then this is now now there is one only one person who can call at 1 am. that person knows who she is and knows that she can. even tho she doesnt, i know why tho, because she doesnt want to bother me bother me with her problems but i love others problems i love to help others. it is something that annoys most others but gives me a high on life. no matter the time. no matter the place. I WILL ALWAYS ANSWER! no matter the problem I CAN AND WILL HELP. this is the truth. there is no need to ice there is no need to bleed,

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Blood is Red Water is Blue by BobJesbus311, literature

Make me a Frankenstein Monster by BobJesbus311, literature

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Make me a Frankenstein Monster

sad to know by BobJesbus311, literature

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sad to know

MaskS i bear to my pale face by BobJesbus311, literature

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MaskS i bear to my pale face

Love over blood by BobJesbus311, literature

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Love over blood

Mask of who i am. by BobJesbus311, literature

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Mask of who i am.

hopless romanticism by BobJesbus311, literature

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hopless romanticism

and back by BobJesbus311, literature

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and back

calling at 1 am by BobJesbus311, literature

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calling at 1 am

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Artist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 15 years
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Well, i am the must UN-steriotypical guy in the world. i am SUPER deep, somtimes to the point of annoyance, but im working on it. my grammer does suck though. And im jsut living my life the best i can. I have a huge obbestion of poetry, like love poems and poems about life. and CARDS, like playing cards, OH MY FUCKING GOD! it is like a fetish almost! SO much of my art work i use cards in. i think it is because cards represent chance and how life is all about chance. I have no idea. but that is a quicky about me!

Current Residence: Someplace, NY
Favourite genre of music: Alternative rock, pop rock
Favourite photographer: Helena
Favourite style of art: any that isnt mandated
Operating System: Windows
MP3 player of choice: ITouch
Shell of choice: turtle!
Wallpaper of choice: Odd
Skin of choice: Hulk
Favourite cartoon character: Bender
Personal Quote: "My craziness makes me loveable and cuddly!"

Favourite Visual Artist

myself XP

Favourite Movies

Can't Choose!

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

sum41 i'd have to say

Favourite Writers

myself XP

Favourite Games

must i choose!

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox 360

Tools of the Trade

Ipod, Brain, Sleep!

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Anything that is interesting!

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BobJesbus311

Aug 16, 2009

help. silence.

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I am going to die. My head is so horrible. i cant stop living nightmares in my head. It is like hell is loss on me, and it wont leave me alone. An infestation of my mind, were the bugs are never fully killed. There is no real way to describe this. but it is hell... i don't care what anyone says, this is hell... And then... nothing works, everything falls through, everything is my fault. I act with no reaction. i am the acception to the law of every action has a equal and oppiste reaction. there is no reaction for me, it is just meatless bone, bear with no fruits of labor of anykind. I cant cry, not because i choose not to. i jsut cant. Cryi

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BobJesbus311

Jul 23, 2009

Useless

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It seems i cant do a damn thing, i cant get that blessed look. i work and work and work and then collapse, then i get back up and work some more. but in the end, it seems that no matter how hard i work, i always fall off the cliff. GOD I AM FUCKING PISSED OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!