A BUNCH RADNOM SHITTTT RAAHAHAHHHA

SEEYA IN H3LL FXCKERS XP

how did we get here??

SA/CSA/COCSA VENT PLAYLIST (based mostly on my s3xual trauma) .... i loved you Z--- and this is how you treated me i am not ur toy anymore 

n0 pl34s3, n0t h3r3

I know this is bad for me // Someday I'll make it out of here

Misery Meat

being a teenager can feel like the end of the world. sometimes it's just a feeling. sometimes it really is.

callietown, usa is a collection of grandiose, spiteful anthems, self-reflective ballads, incomprehensible eldritch nightmares, and total social implosions.

enjoy.

dedicated to, inspired by, and regarding @starfury2

epilogue; where are they now?

Trick

Advice

1234

I Wait for You

the album "melanchole" by the band "salvia palth"

melanchole

i was all over her

the second album about callie flemming by callie flemming. what a fucking psycho! it took her more than two years so you'd figure there'd be some personal growth, right?

right?

narcissist is. it exists. it inhabits a space. there are themes and lyrics and melodies. if i were to get any less objective, i'd start self-aggrandizing again. and i've been trying to tone that down lately.

if you want to see the lyrics, they exist in this google doc, in order of appearance on the album:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/15CZO-pVchgVKxkcGbcCT0EPdFMFM_Bg-lX9BM24c5dQ/edit

thank you for sticking with me. i think this will make it worth your while.

disaffection

half return

Front Street, from "Everything is a Lot."

I’m in a meat-pack plant by the gutterside 
A slaughterhouse apartment with a slice of lime 
I’m cruisin’ with the bruisers, boozin’, I’ll be a suitor, losing my mind. 
Because there’s nothing to find. 
The fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat 
I’m in a sauna hot with drama and I’m tryin’ to forget 
All the masochistic rapture mis-steps 
Imminent pleasure’s ready to cut. To the bone. 
You said “let loose!” But now you’re lost. 
While you tied your boots like a tightrope noose. 
The problem chased the taste of the cause. 
While the evidence supports the truth. Is 80 enough proof for you? 

Here’s to my lady and I’m coming inside 
Drink to me baby, and what’s left of what’s right. 
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you 
On a fucked up Saturday night. Good times on Front Street. 

Loose lips sink ships, captain, will you go down? 
Float your boat and overboard and hoping to drown. 
Tell me what prevented you from coming downtown alone. 
Because we know you’re not afraid. 
This chastity is Greek to me, the meat is still fresh 
The gnashing teeth will masticate the bone from the flesh 
Since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, I’ll see for myself. 
I think they might go to hell. 
You said “let loose!” But now you’re lost. 
While you tied your boots like a tightrope noose. 
The problem chased the taste of the cause. 
While the evidence supports the truth. Is 80 enough proof for you? 

Here’s to my lady and I’m coming inside 
Drink to me baby, and what’s left of what’s right. 
It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you 
On a fucked up Saturday night. Good times on Front Street. 

LAST CALL FOR MORALS, BETTER COVER YOUR DRINK 
SODOM AND GOMORRA’D LET IT GO DOWN THE SINK

Front Street

not my song this is just a re-upload onto here

High School Senior - joxer

Who Really Cares: 

An album about Sex 
Or lack thereof 
And its consequences 
Or lack thereof

Music and Lyrics by Brad Petering 

Mixing and Mastering by Jason Wyman 

Additional Vocals from Amber Quintero and Maddie "Acid" Keaton 

"Cigarettes out the Window" and "For You" feature Frankie Cosmos samples, used with her permission. 

"Not Allowed" features samples from The Yeastie Girlz's "Ovary Action" 7 inch. Used with permission from the Girlz. 

The cover art is a slightly altered photograph taken by George M. Hester. Used with his permission. 

The liner note image with two people on a bed is a slightly altered photograph taken by the late M. Richard Kirstel. Used with permission from his family. 

As a friend once said: Thanks for yr ears
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Not Allowed

SELF-iSH

The Song with Five Names, a​.​k​.​a. Soapbox Tao, a​.​k​.​a. Checkmate Atheists! a​.​k​.​a. Neospace Government, a​.​k​.​a. You Can Never Know (feat. Alex Nauth)

The Song With Five Names

Baby Hotline ~ Jack Stauber

songwriter of dubious intent. undertale soundcloud refugee. maker of loud noises