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Sugar Dunkerton



Last Updated: 11/24/2009

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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 20
Sign: Leo

State: Texas
Country: US
Signup Date: 3/6/2008

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October 9, 2009 - Friday 
I AM



THE DRAMA.
August 31, 2009 - Monday 
whoa.
August 14, 2009 - Friday 
00g labret
2g medusa
1" lobes
00g conches
split tongue
8g apadrayva
7/16ths septum
8g nostrils

sailor jerry anchor on neck
ohm sitting on lillypads on center of chest
finish sleeve
floral leg piece
biomechanical right leg below the knee
ww1 biplanes on outside of knees
"stay dead" reverse tramp stamp
Cthulthu backpiece
Foo dawgs on my ass
"TEXAS" across my stomach like a gangbanger
1845 and 1776 on my toes
Rebel flag somewhere
HOLD FAST on the insides of my right fingers
"Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" on the insides of my left fingers
collection of mustaches on the sides of my fingers.(for irony)
Maximal/Predacon symbols on my thumbs
Star wars mock of the last supper as my tramp stamp.
Diamonds on my palms
Monstar/The White Ruineer matching side thigh pieces
Continue the garter of evil.
Start the FRIENDS garter
Maori anklets
gunshot wound on the back of my skull.
sailor jerry girls as mudflaps on the back of my shins
dias de los muertos skulls in my armpits.
ganesh tattoo. SOMEWHERE

10pt resurrection suspension
3pt chest suspension
5pt crucifiction suspension
5pt suicide suspension

split tongue
recut "Stinky"
5, 1/2" silicone half dome implants up both my forearm.
4g stainless steel seamless ring implants on my menubrium
Remove the tip of my right hand pinky

Haters gonna hate.
I'm gonna be the coolest old man you know.


August 13, 2009 - Thursday 

Current mood:  angry
shit son.
like hacking a newborn to pieces.
never give your trust someone completely. they will eventually fuck it up.
not ur parentz
not ur kids
not ur lover
and not ur best friends. stray from that. far away. because that shit stings. pessimism is intelligence. try not to be an idiot.
August 12, 2009 - Wednesday 
I can't stand being used anymore.
People thought i was a dick before.
it's time to bring the rain.
noob saibot Pictures, Images and Photos
August 10, 2009 - Monday 
tomorrow i have to be tattooed.

but here are the things i will look at.
Everything
lye
my rebel flag hat.
my feet
my shower
me
my
mo
oh i want to talk about NUMBER ONE OH MY ME MY
WHAT I THINK
WHAT I LIKE
WHAT I WANT
WHAT I KNOW
WHAT I SEE

or some shit.

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Did you ever wonder what side of the glass you were on?

i also got really hammered and changed my name to Sugar Dunkerton about a week ago. True story, i have the papers, receipt and everything.

seriously
August 4, 2009 - Tuesday 
An album has blown my mind.
Modest Mouse gains the distinction of being the second band ever to have two seperate albums destroy my mind and completely challenge mythought  processes. The first being a perfect circle.

The Lonesome Crowded West. I knew it was a good album, but i had no idea. From Bankrupt on Selling, easily one of their best songs ever, to Cowboy Dan, a fucking scathing commentary on the midwestern psyche. Let it be known, i would enjoy dieing to this album.

I have a girlfriend, her name is Katie. She's beautiful, smart, independant, and could drink meunder the table, given the oppurtunity. She's my kinda lady. Yeah it's a relationship.

I met a cop, in Hemphill of all places, that has got to be one of the most badass motherfuckers I've ever met. The encounter instilled a faint glimmer of hope for all law enforcement officers.

MY sleeve I'd say only got about a little under half done. All the animals, and 70% of the forearm background has been coloured in. The reactions have been varied to say the best. Mostly just harsh looks and ignoring me. Feels good to be an american.

I'm still:
Pro choice
Pro gun
slightly socialist
Strongly Isolationist
Weirdly patriotic
pro legalization
Anti Military
smarter than all of you combined.
July 12, 2009 - Sunday 
things happen.


finally got my new pair of green converse. You will not see me wear another pair of shoes, unless I'm at work.

Aslo, fucking finally, after about 8 months, i stretched my ears again. 3/4ths is effin huge.

i can't seem to find a comprehensive beginners book on Buddhism. I need suggestions people, and not from you people in the bible belt. Today at Hastings i asked for  Buddhist book, and a man handed me one about angels and how they can help save me. I dropped it on the ground. I'm fucking tired of Christians. I barely ever seriously outright attack someone on this thing, but god damn people. Leave me the fuck alone. If i dont want to believe in your magic-virgin-masochistic-zombie savior, then I'm not., No matter how much right wing conservative bullshit you throw at me, it doesn't make sense to me.

I opened a can of worms that's been on the shelf for two years last week. I really can't wait to see where that leads/

SOMEONE GO TO TRANSFORMERS 2 WITH ME PLEASE.
PLEASE
PLEASE
PLEASE
PLEASE.
July 6, 2009 - Monday 
An issue that has come up repeatedly lately in my life is Abortion. I am pro choice, pro abortion, pro federally funded abortion, and pro- Billy Mays. I don't understand why people find that weird. Conflict gives most of the pro-lifers  something to do when they are bored at home with their fifteen children.

All i really know
is


I am the stone that the builder refused,
I am the visual
The inspiration, that makes ladies sing the blues,
I am the spark that makes your idea right
the same spark that lights the dark so you can know your left from your right
i am the ballad in your box
the bullet in your gun
the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son
the story that's just begun,
the promise of what's to come,
and ima remain a soldier until the war is won.

*naked jigglin*

And people tell me drugs make me weird. they've obviously never spoken to me sober.

Idk if i said this beforfe, but their is a strong military presence in my political science class. Now, i knew from the beginning that i was going to be in trouble with these guys, because they are constantly going HOORAH and MARINES FO LYFE in class, online, and whenever they speak generally. I finally said something. That they aren't heroes, and shouldn't act like they've done something for us when it's apparent that they are just mooching for the shitty G.I. Bill they don't deserve. There is a man who letse us all know, that he's had combat experiance in Iraq, and was mortared constantly. I blatantly told him he will find no shelter here, and just to be a dick, I fight every statement he makes in class. It's my little way of fighting the man. You should have seen the looks i got when i gave it to them straight. Now, i was expecting an ass beating, instead i got threatened, and he attempted to intimidate me, all for exercising the political muscle he's so proud he's "defending".

I love being smarter than a god damn tree stump. And they want to take MY guns away?

Yes we can.








July 5, 2009 - Sunday 
i was born into this, everything turns to shit, the boy that you loved is the monster you fear.