SuGaR sKeLeToN pSyChO!

Smother Me With A Pillow While i Sink Into My Dark Abyss, Baby.

sugarskeletonpsycho — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 19:44:55 +0000

Smother me with a pillow while i sink into my dark abyss, baby.

Caress me with your halo while i sink to dreams of lust and ecstacy.

Do you still want me? Do you still need me?

Intoxicate me with the venom in your kiss while my beat begins to fade, to fade…

Smother me with a pillow while i sink into my dark abyss, baby.

Do you still want me? Do you still need me, huh do ya?

Ha! You said you’d come to me on our broadcast destiny

Oh, you said it’s me the most–your words became a ghost

This picture’s crystal mud, but you’re the best bozo there ever was

Hello, I’m Cupid, dressed in black.

Who says you’ll never take me back…yeah yeah yeah yeah…

Smother me with a pillow while i sink into my dark abyss, baby.

Lay me down six feet underground while I reach and claw, and scratch at you, babe.

Do you still want me? Do you still need me?

Look at me with more than blanks in your eyes when you meet me in the sky, high, high…

Smother me with a pillow while i sink into my dark abyss, baby.

Do you still want me? Do you still need me?

Sinister (Too Many twinkies)

sugarskeletonpsycho — Thu, 08 Dec 2011 19:34:33 +0000

Oh I looked around the room and tried to understand why in the light of the moon I saw blood on my hands.

They laid there next to the weapon used–I tried to wake them up, but they never moved…

I was on a buzz–a SugAr HigH! Flying high beyond the sky–I guess I ate too many t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twinkies!!!!!!!!!!!

Hahahaha! I mean, oh that’s so sad…

I was on a buzz–a sUgAr HiGh! Flying high beyond the sky–I guess I ate too many t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twinkies!!! I was on a buzz–a SuGar hIgH! Flying high beyond the sky–I guess I ate too many t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-twinkies!!!!!

ha ha ha ha ha ha you’re dead that’s what you get; YOU’RE DEAD! THAT’S WHAT YOU GET!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

TWINKIES!!!!!!!!!!

2011 Sugar Skull Collection by Bricklayer Bosh

sugarskeletonpsycho — Sun, 20 Nov 2011 01:06:30 +0000

Our 2011 Sugar Skull Collection is our first line of an annual tradition and celebration.

Our sugar skulls are inspired by Día de los Muertos, a Mexican tradition that honors and celebrates departed loved ones; a truly fascinating, humorous, and beautiful holiday.

In Día de los Muertos, skeletons are symbols of resurrection; Death is mocked and celebrated–Key clues to what Bricklayer Bosh is all about.

All skulls are hand-made by our team. 2011 Bricklayer Bosh Sugar Skull Team Members include: Dom, Scott, Tatum, Jennifer Long, and myself.

2011 Skull 01

2011 Skull 02

2011 Skull 03 “Nasty Habits”

2011 Skull 04

2011 Skull 05

2011 Skull 06

2011 Skull 07

2011 Skull 08

2011 Skull 09 “Empress Skeleton”

2011 Skull 10

2011 Skull 11 “Zombie”

2011 Skull 12

2011 Skull 13

2011 Skull 14

2011 Skull 15

2011 Skull 16

2011 Skull 17

2011 Skull 18

(My 3rd favourite)

2011 Skull 19 “Blade Runner”

2011 Skull 20 “Gremlin”

2011 Skull 21

2011 Skull 22

2011 Skull 23

2011 Sugar Skull Collection Designed by Bosh

While our team collectively decorated the previous skulls, I decorated the following myself *except where noted.

2011 Skull 24

2011 Skull 25

(My 2nd favourite)

2011 Skull 26 “Mad Scientist”

(My favourite)

2011 Skull 27

2011 Skull 28

2011 Skull 29 “The Rose”

(I like this skull because it features one of my first artistic obsessions, roses, which I used to draw all the time, in most cases, exactly as seen above.)

2011 Skull 30

*I designed everything except for the red and blue on the mouth. I think Scott did that.

2011 Skull 31

Foreshadow

sugarskeletonpsycho — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 19:16:18 +0000

Stupid Boy

sugarskeletonpsycho — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 19:10:05 +0000

You poor little stupid boy…I’d gut you if I was a psycho killer–Put my fist through your breast plate and take your heart.

I need a new one since you broke mine.

I bet you think that I hate you.

My love, I love you too much to literally hate you.

But maybe I pity you for being too dumb to work this out.

Or maybe I pity you for not being the man that I think you should be, for not seeing the potential that I see in you.

I know why I love to hate you, you stupid boy, I used to be just like you, you stupid boy–except you have shitty taste in music, you stupid boy, stupid boy, stupid boy.

…I could devour you…

What’s more romantic than a vampire, my little stupid boy?

You’ve been draining me for years…

Thought you should know I’ve decided that I like it–it keeps us alive on a dead night.

Have you burried me?

I like to play with the idea of burrying you.

I know why I love to hate you, you stupid boy, I used to be just like you, you stupid boy–except you have shitty taste in music, you stupid boy, stupid boy, stupid boy.

If I’m a vampire, my love, I accepted your invitation.

If I’m a vampire, my love, you’re the one that bit me.

If I’m a vampire, my love, I’m hungry, so thirsty.

If I’m a vampire, my love, you poor stupid boy.

Like You Never

sugarskeletonpsycho — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 18:53:06 +0000

Another song about relationships–It’s so exhausting watching the boats sink.

This is not attack, it’s not an act, and it’s not anything that I will regret, but

Just the same I was wondering what were you thinking when we were a fling?

The thought just came to me up in my face when I saw the picture of your girl on myspace.

No, I’m not jealous, but now that it’s over it’s like you never liked me at all.

What can I say? What do you say about the strategies the pieces were played?

Now that I mention it I’ve got a few questions: Why was I your secret, hmm?

A little mistress kept in the dark.

The fire, the spark– You show her off like she’s a work of art.

No, I’m not jealous, but now that it’s over it’s like you never liked me at all.

So much for that, there’s nothing else, and I’m quite over the feelings I felt.

It wasn’t very hard–guess that makes two– Only half serious when I first went out with you.

No, I’m not jealous, it’s like I never liked you at all.

No, That’s just the way it goes– Like you never.

(Original date 2006)

The Haunting

sugarskeletonpsycho — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 00:49:57 +0000

I’ve tripped and I’ve fallen

Completely oblivious to you.

Before I knew, you were calling;

Before I knew, we were saying, “I love you.”

How could I think “we” meant “us”

When love really means lust.

I used to think we would always be.

Stupid me, love knows no eternity.

The line gets longer and longer after we get farther and farther.

When I think I could die…

Was everything you said a lie?

I hate to be the jealous type when you think everything’s all right.

What does she have that I don’t possess?

At first glance, nothing is a mess.

You never liked to be ignored;

Well it never took long for you to get bored.

The line gets longer and longer after we get farther and farther.

When the girl was me, when we’d go to sleep,

The happy memories, come back, are haunting me…

When I could drown in you, you said you loved me too,

The times we spent together, you never meant forever.

Clash of the prides, to speak, could swallow all the seas,

The happy memories, come back, are haunting me…

When it was you and me, the future yet to see,

You never meant forever.

You never meant forever…

The line gets longer and longer after we get farther and farther away.

(Original date 25.December.2005)

A Common Struggle

sugarskeletonpsycho — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 00:32:07 +0000

They flow through my ears,

As water flows through a river of jagged rocks.

I blink slowly as I take them all in.

I can feel them infecting me,

A virus that doesn’t die swiftly.

My reflexes throw a block,

But the sword makes a clean cut through the flesh of my arm.

A minor scrape.

I hit them with all I’ve got,

But they return my attack with a slice across my stomach.

The sword glitters red,

And my insides seep out.

I drop to the ground on my knees.

I cradle my stomach,

Then the sword goes effortlessly into my heart.

I fall forward and am then decapitated.

I slowly get back up,

And wipe the tears from my eyes.

I take in a deep breath.

It’s amazing what words can do to a person.

(Original date 15.August.2003)

“Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle.”

sugarskeletonpsycho — Sat, 25 Jun 2011 20:46:28 +0000

“I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then. “

“I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”

“Be what you would seem to be – or, if you’d like it put more simply – never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.”

“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?

“Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.”

“Do you think I’ve gone round the bend?”
“I’m afraid so. You’re mad, bonkers, completely off your head. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.”

“We’re all mad here.”

(All quotes by Lewis Carroll)