November 2011
Today I got a booking request from a band named
Coke Dick Motorcycle Awesome.
Nov 30th
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It is almost Christmas and my birthday is next... →
Nov 30th
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What do you expect of Justin Poole?
What do you want from me? What can I give the world that no one else can? What can I do to expand my reach? How can I become the most famous man alive?
Nov 30th
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"Why do you refuse to die?"
Because the world and universe we live in is the most amazing creation ever.  Each day there are things happening that we can not even begin to comprehend.  We are just tiny insignificant beings who populate one microscopic corner of the most expansive and magnificent entity in existence and its ability to shock and inspire us only grows as our knowledge of it increases.  I live for knowledge of...
Nov 30th
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If you watch that Kardashians TV show
or anything like it I think you’re a fucking moron and I hate you and you are contributing to the destruction of creativity and art. Stop patronizing dumb bullshit. If you need a fill of mindless drama just troll someones facebook status.
Nov 29th
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Anyone who uses the phrase "Go Hard"
Does not go hard.
Nov 29th
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Devotion and desire
She is the paint on the canvas She is the notes on the keys She is the clay you sculpt  She is the voice with which you sing The muse of the poet The lust of the artist  She is the star of the sonnet  She is the dance upon the stage The stars in the sky shine brighter when seen through a lovers eye and the sun burns with a brilliance that no artist can render Such is the love in her...
Nov 29th
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Of war and romance
The eve is dark the air turned cold A wave of frost from the water has blown In 1937 I met a girl the world was much quieter then we shared a blanket on the sand as we waited for the cold to end My lovely English bride She asked me to come home the year was now 1941 Danger lurked above and below And now we rest hand in hand asleep at last the cold has gone.
Nov 29th
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Is it terribly egocentric
That I often while reading things I wrote months ago, think to myself, how did I come up with this? I am a really great fucking writer. Because I do that a lot.
Nov 29th
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I do not rightfully exist
I can not faithfully  continue convincingly  nor willfully  only shamefully  so it is not longer willingly that I do so Painfully  and remorsefully  I bid you farewell
Nov 28th
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Nature is my religion
And the earth is my church 
Nov 27th
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“What I lack in accuracy I make up for in enthusiasm”
– Julia Nunes 
Nov 27th
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Nov 27th
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We're all whores.
Nov 27th
I am really sick of being let down.
It would be nice if just once in my life I could get some support or even just a bit of faith. Anything.
Nov 27th
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Heathur: Do you want a toucan can opener?
Justin: Why would I want to open two cans at once?
Heathur: No dummy, the bird. Its a can opener with a toucan on it.
Justin: Oh, well shit.
Nov 27th
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Lonely girls make the best lovers
Ive been this me for weeks now it seems, days go by unseen, nights lost to inebriation.  This van that has become my home reeks of stale beer, unwashed clothes and greasy dudes.  As the lights go down each night, I make my way off the stage, no rest for the wicked, I must stay in character till the last fan leaves.  I bring you back to the van because I liked the way you smiled at me while we...
Nov 27th
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All night Long
All night long I toss and I turn, all night long I thirst and I yearn. All night long I hope and wish, all night long I wish for a kiss. To find myself lost in the grip of her lips to black out all else as a total eclipse. To die in her arms and live in her heart it would all take but a spark to start. An ember to stoke, a coal to ignite, the fire in her soul, the heat of the night. So all...
Nov 27th
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Death
I arise from a grave of empty beer cans and cigarette ashes and attempt to shake the damage of the night before. I slide open the patio door and piss on the porch while attempting to shield my eyes from the blinding sun. I walk into the living room and my hands start their familiar shaking, to the fridge I go to find a cure. Luckily someone left a few natural lights, I crack one open and drink...
Nov 26th
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I am too weak to be your cure
I tend to sometimes think of people as numbers or as potential customers instead of how I should, as interesting and unique individuals with histories and back stories completely unknown to anyone but them.  I think perhaps my bitterness pushes me to ignore this aspect.  My belief in the human race has faltered.  Long ago I gave up hope.  I now see it as a miracle when I meet a like minded person,...
Nov 26th
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Its cool, we can still be friends.
She came into my life roaring like a lion and beating her chest like a silverback.  All me me me and mine mine mine.  She represented herself as something more than a normal girl, a fantastic journey which I’d be lucky to be invited to.  She spoke of such grand adventures and wicked deeds that I found in hard to not get swept up in the excitement.  And eventually, that is just what I did.  I...
Nov 26th
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I wish I were a turtle
Turtles don’t have to pay rent to live in their shells.
Nov 26th
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What is a Revolution?
Slowly but surely the night has slipped away  What once was can never be again For I am the only man who can show you what freedom truly is Give yourself over to me Trust in the words I speak and follow closely  Silently we must go For they make their rounds near midnight and judging by the moon I would say the hour draws near The first to fall shall be the damnedest of us all and in hell...
Nov 25th
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When you are dead
There are no bills to pay no ends to make meet No debt to suffer No rent due Freedom doesn’t exist in a land controlled by consumerism  When you are dead you are finally free Free to be something more than a cog in the machine You must contribute to the cause or check out entirely 
Nov 24th
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Drinking to forget his or her problems Drinking alone often Lying about his or her drinking habits Losing interest in food Feeling unhappy or irritable when he or she is not drinking Losing memories of certain events (“blacking out”)
Nov 24th
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All I want are some seeds to sow  to find a place to call my own  to find someone to make a home with me to be with me
Nov 23rd
I hold such great power over so many
I am so glad to have been able to touch all of you. I want nothing more in life than to touch people. I just want to touch as many people as I can. I want my message to be heard all across the world. I can only instigate massive changes if I am able to reach a massive audience  I thank you all for being a part of the revolution  For getting in on the ground floor I will never forget those...
Nov 23rd
What do I smell like?
Sex, Sweat, Smoke, Alcohol and Failure.
Nov 23rd
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What does Rock and Roll smell like?
Sweat, Alcohol, Smoke and Sex.
Nov 23rd
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Everything about him spelled loneliness
From his slouchy posture to his shifty eyes, his shaking hands and his disheveled hair. He was a boy of grand insignificance who could spend all day rolling around in the snow after bathing in oil and would never make a mark. Or at least an impression that would last. He never said much and when he did his voice was low and quivering.  A lack of confidence instilled in him by his mothers...
Nov 23rd
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Rest in Peace John F Kennedy
Rest in Peace Democracy  Always remember kids if anyone ever comes along wishing to enact real change the government will shoot them in the head.
Nov 23rd
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Broken down
The earth breaks before my wrists give  and my muscles tense as the blade goes in When I started digging these holes it seemed the other way around Dirt and rock defying my attempts to break through But I kept on tryin  cause, well I got a lot of diggin to do A lot of memories to leave  A lot of skeletons to bury I’ve left holes across this county and each night I do my best to fill...
Nov 23rd
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How it all began/ Homeless Romantic/ Intro
I had known this was coming for ages. Though I tried denying the truth, I could feel it, feel us growing apart.  Her discontent had become painfully obvious despite her attempts to hide it.  The hints went from subtle to blatant, from polite inquiries to outright attacks.  She was worried about our future, worried about my sense of commitment, my dedication to our life together. Now here I stood,...
Nov 23rd
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In case anyone has forgotten
“Homeless Romantic” things are excerpts from the novel I am writing So any sort of constructive feedback on them would be greatly appreciated.
Nov 23rd
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What fucking city is this/ Homeless Romantic
It is 6 am, the van leaves in two hours, I havent slept. It is my turn to drive this morning, but Ive been out all night with you.  The coke tastes filthy as it drips down the back of my throat. You must not have paid much, still it is free and Im not going to complain, at least to you. You brought me to this shitty dance club, theyre playing pop music, pointless lyrics Im ignoring, auto-tuned...
Nov 23rd
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If you have sex with girls in relationships
You dont have to buy them things, take them places or listen to their problems.  You just tell them how beautiful and special they are and make them think their boyfriend takes them for granted.  Then they suck your dick for an hour and go home and kiss him on the lips.
Nov 23rd
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amoralfictionalism replied to your post: “Go make out with a butt hole” I’ve noticed that Nickelback is a “go to” when you’re talking about popularity without quality—or meaningful affection. Do they epitomize this concept for you, or are they the only mainstream band you know? Just curious :D http://justinpoole.tumblr.com/post/11997873182/the-nickleback-theory Its just that they...
Nov 23rd
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Columbus Ohio / Homeless Romantic
We’ve only been on the road a few days now, last night was our fourth show of this tour.  Columbus Ohio is a cultural void.  The entire venue was full of scene kids too generic minded to realize they are about three years behind on the trends, whoever decided we’d fit on this bill is an asshole.  I did my halfhearted best to win over the crowd but most the kids in the building were paying more...
Nov 23rd
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My two year old niece just called me a douchebag
for taking the peanut butter from her while she was trying to read the jar.
Nov 23rd
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Nov 23rd
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Anonymous asked: Why do you say so many terrible and hurtful things? Why do you think you can tell people what they can or can't like? What makes you think you know everything? Why are you so awful?
Nov 23rd
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I am hopelessly out of touch with popular culture
And I can not understand how kids these days can listen to bands like Black Veil Brides or Design the Skyline or Suicide Silence or Emmure  The lack of talent, creativity, integrity, or passion is just unbelievably obvious. These are not musicians  They’re not even rock stars They’re just stupid gimmicks. These are the lyrics to a popular black veil brides song.  Keep in mind that...
Nov 22nd
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