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Sanoske Niwa

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  • Member since: May 2006
  • Last active: 9/10/06
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About Me

Me, Myself, and I
The name is really Jose Carlos Garcia, but I wish to descard that name for a name that has no memorys that has no pain attached to it and that is Sanoske Niwa. Right now I am in a state of depression and I think that by making friends online will make up for my lack of friends in real life. Well as I type this up my heart is dead, and stuffed inside this corpse that has no real importance besides being a trap to my dead heard and my dead soul.
My Life
My Chemical Romance, Panic! At The Disco, GreenDay, Forty First Failure, Underworld, DDR Mixes, Marylin Manso, The Used, The Birthday Massascer, Fall Out Boy, Slipknot, Korn, Mindless Self Indulgence and my future band The New & Used.
Films
The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Corpse Bride, Willy Wanka and the Chocolate Factory, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Harry Potter 1, 2, 3, and 4, and last but not least South Park: Bigger, Longer, and Uncut.
Sports
I deslike all sports.
Scared Of
Being betrayed, losing a person I trust, and becoming a person that thinks they are better then everyone else.
Happiest When
I am talking to someone I can trust.
Hobbies
Drawing, Writing Poetry, Writing Stories, Writing Lyrics, Roleplaying, Playing my electric guitar, and hanging out with my T.R.U.E. friends.

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  • Do I even matter in this world?

    1. Of course you do.
    2. You don't fucking matter at all bitch.
    3. Your going to just you wait and see.
    4. You should just go and kill yourself now.
    5. Ehhh you care want a cookie though.

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  • Why?

    To die its what I wish,

    I see that my life is not a horrific one.

    But I wish to die for my heart it is fading,

    It is being stolen again by a girl that shall not return it.

    Its being torn by another,

    and trampled on by yet another.

    Why my heart?

    Why not someone elses?

    Why punish my only heart for crimes I don't commite?

    Why deprive me of my heart,

    Yet allow others to have on?

    Why? Its what I ask.

    Why? Its what I demand.

    Why? Its what I need to know.

    Why? Its what I fear to know.

    Why? Its all that I fear yet worship.

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