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This is quite an intense feeling of longing and desiring. Waiting for the moment we rehearsed last night. We know how things will pan out tonight, and tomorrow. We are not subject to passing emotions. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe To Pink Hollers. Follow Pajo on Instagram. Follow Pajo on Twitter. Befriend Pajo on Facebook. PAJO'S OLD ASS BLOG. Pajo's iPod (or, It's Okay I Don't Expect You To Like It). Gospel of the Horns.

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PINK HOLLERS: 2014.02

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We use this "torn apart" as a binding agent. Letting go becomes the glue that holds us together. The more we allow, the closer we become. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Pink Hollers. Follow Pajo on Instagram. Follow Pajo on Twitter. Befriend Pajo on Facebook. PAJO'S OLD ASS BLOG. Pajo's iPod (or, It's Okay I Don't Expect You To Like It). Gospel of the Horns. The Arrival of Satan. The Ruins of Beverast. Wolves In The Throne Room.

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PINK HOLLERS: 2012.05

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Today we lose a member of our family. In that chase for money, we're sure softer hearts than ours have been broken. And today we know of one little heart that is splitting right in two. We are there for her but besides that, we are powerless against her loss. Tender girl, don't grow up so fast. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Pink Hollers. Follow Pajo on Instagram. Follow Pajo on Twitter. Befriend Pajo on Facebook. PAJO'S OLD ASS BLOG.

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PINK HOLLERS: 2012.01

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The Hot Note Starving To Death. We are happiest when we are playing music, when we are making it, when we are straddling music like a motorcycle. We are not young and these days time is not abundant. No time for straddling. We absorb it like a ravenous prisoner, crumbs of music attacked. We are malnourished without it. As always, by we I mean I. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Emergency Room Bedtime Stories. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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PINK HOLLERS: 2012.04

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Day Made With Intent To Rule. We reach our destination eventually. It feels like forever at times but we don't notice the extreme speeds which we travel. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. We can't wait to leave, always. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Pink Hollers. Follow Pajo on Instagram. Follow Pajo on Twitter. Befriend Pajo on Facebook. PAJO'S OLD ASS BLOG. Pajo's iPod (or, It's Okay I Don't Expect You To Like It).

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PINK HOLLERS: 2012.06

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There is a smell of bananas and mildew in the van. He inspects his nails and bites them neurotically. I am sore from various sitting positions and bored with smoking. My left eye is watering from all the yawning. All for that hour onstage. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Pink Hollers. Follow Pajo on Instagram. Follow Pajo on Twitter. Befriend Pajo on Facebook. PAJO'S OLD ASS BLOG. Pajo's iPod (or, It's Okay I Don't Expect You To Like It).

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PINK HOLLERS: 2011.11

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Most days are dreadful. Today was not one of those. I understand- we all understand. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Photo by Amélie Billie. Hair turns to snow in a matter of months. Headaches like the guy in Scanners. Barbed wire taxes strangling the more you struggle. The only 4-letter word that truly offends: debt. Give me a heavy blanket to hide. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. From the ashes, like an eerie silent battlefield,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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PINK HOLLERS: REUNION

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I couldn’t sleep again last night. But this time it wasn’t from anxiety, it was from excitement and happiness. In 3 hours and 45 minutes I will be with my children again! I have had dreams about them, I spend evenings looking at old pictures of them, I keep their handwritten notes and drawings made for me next to my bed. Not a moment has gone by when I haven’t fantasized about hugging them, holding them again. I had farewell letters written for each of them on my person when I jumped. This is what I am h...

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PINK HOLLERS: 2011.10

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With everything we strived for, we chickened out and handed our worldviews over like contraband. Then, we came upon the notion that 'the great End' was not such a bad thing if it meant we didn't have to stick around for 'the great End' of our nearest and dearest. Yes, that was quite a notion to snuggle up with. Samael, Ramones, Misfits, What? We were never impressed with Samael's "Blood Ritual" until we smoked and it was the greatest record ever made. In the sober light of day? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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PINK HOLLERS: 2015.03

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Despite feeling light years better than I have in 7 months, and absorbing all the radiance from family, friends, unknowns, and new love, it's become clear to me that I am still vulnerable and raw regarding recent events. I'm sure it's to be expected- how often does pain dissolve overnight? But instead of saying, "Dude, what the fuck are you doing? It's impossible for me to completely reject the mother of my kids, so I keep her name on my arm. As a past life reminder. That time is 100% over and wi...The t...