Hilton Briscoe


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Hilton Briscoe
Age: 19
City: Coventry
Country: United Kingdom
Joined: Jan 2008

Time for a change me thinks.

I’m Hilton Briscoe, everyone loves me. I am fucking amazing, well I’ve been described so.
I am Hilton Briscoe, everyone loves me. But some, not as much as I love them.

Okay now onto something related to this site and my writing. I am dark, moody and more often than not trying to be weird so you probably wont like my work. If I bother about it I’ll try to become a better “writer” later.
I would describe my work as pop-poetry for bored kids who like to pretend they are dark. It may seem like a harsh and self derogatory thing to say, but think about it. There are plenty of kids out there wanting to disturb their parents or crying out for help. With poetry about murderers, rapist, sexual torture, emotional torture and all other kinds of shit I just need to release a book of the stuff and I’m minted thanks to their parent’s money. Who of the two of us is more likely to be a minted whore? You, I can’t be arsed with money and just end up giving it away to whoever asks for some. I bought a game a week or so ago for some guy I barely know, simply because he asked and I could afford. Aren’t I kind?
The inspiration for my poetry used to be, more often than not music and my own desire to be sick. Lately if I write at all it comes out Emo and sucky (good Emo and sucky, the kind you wouldn’t realise was Emo and sucky until you read it the second time. My talent depends upon a non-returning traffic.), which I guess is influenced by my need to feel loved and confusion over wether I am or not.
I do try to write stories, I love making stories so it makes sense I attempt them right? Currently I am writing a few chapters for a tester story, to see if I can write a good one. So far it’s quite good. Apart from the current one I have around 9 other ideas that I would like to do something with. One thing, I never unless told to by someone I trust go for the happy ending, I’m just a happy bunny that way.

Anyway before I end my “about me” piece I have one thing left to say (and perhaps a bit more). I have probably made myself out to be a cunt in this profile. Rest assured I am a nice (though strange and generic) person, but I probably wont talk to you. There are few people in my life I care about, and only one of them did I actively chase and pursue like a desperate and lost blood hound after a fox in the night. The rest just kind of stuck around and I grew to love them, like a load of cancerous moles that are going to kill me but make me look better.

Now I have ended my “about me” I will just go on about other stuff, music mostly.
My current favourite bands are(In numerical order… hence the numbers at the begining. This list doesn’t change too often but ever few years there is a shift of small earthquake proportions):
1. VNV Nation
2. Emilie Autum (and Her Bloody Crumpets for live shows)
3. Anaal Nathrakh
4. CombiChrist
5. Suicide Commando
6. Bauhaus
7. Type O Negative
8. Siouxsie and the Banshees
9. Dead Kennedys
10. In Flames

It’s all about the symbolism, and it’s all just a game

Journal Entries

Remember - Very Important

Posted about 1 month ago.

I'm in a bad mood...

Posted 2 months ago, 1 comment so far.

Oh... Hmm...

Posted 2 months ago, 6 comments so far.

I've Developed...

Posted 3 months ago.

Goth and Industrial Playlist(with a lil bit o' Doom and Black Metal thrown in for good measure)

Posted 8 months ago, 3 comments so far.

Playlist(Warning some Material may Cause offence)

Posted 8 months ago, 2 comments so far.

The Sisters of Mercy moment.

Posted 9 months ago, 4 comments so far.

Dance to the Super Heavy Beat... I'm sure someone will get that(Warning, some songs may require moshing)

Posted about 1 year ago, 1 comment so far.

Interview With A Fellow Writer - Introducing JANE Á PARIS

Posted about 1 year ago, 3 comments so far.

An Artist I love!

Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.

Writing

Taking My Temperature? You Know Where To Go...

And the sky falls down, burning cinders that were once clouds (ask not how a cloud leaves a cinder, I’m sure they would just disburse or evaporate, or something. But this is gods apocalypse, and…

13:54 25/06/2009

I’m just sitting here, oh sweet little computer screen / my closest thing to company / my dearest thing called friend. / The world is not grey, colour has not bled away, / but I don’t see …

Angels and The Comfort of Graves

Do not mistake me, I remember the angel. / But the thought of his half-love, / makes me shiver for the grave.

19!

The golden days are fading fast / sort of… like old men running fast. / You don’t expect it, / But before you accept it / They’ve reached you and are moving past / and you’re s…

Little One

Little one, little on, sleep so deeply / Little one, never to be free / taste the whip, from hate given freely / taste the whip and bleed for me

In His Eyes - Short Version

Its another Wednesday and as is usual in these ludicrously boring school holidays there is nothing on TV, well nothing anyone older than 12 and younger than 25 would like. I’m stuck lying in my …

Watchlist

  • SPLATphotograph
  • redaddiction
  • Vim Lowenstein
  • Narcissus17
  • Psyche
  • negativespark