derek pharoalh or derek pharoalh if you prefer

finally finish my final. 5 very large photos, slow ass computers beware. click the boobies to see them tiger, meow 

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found this picture in a dreadlock book. i added the gun tattoos via photoshop but this will be me by the end of the school year hopefully dreads and gun tats mostly. this guy has a strange resemblance of me, body type looks and the double lip peircing.

i put this up here before but some reason its not showing up for me anymore, so here we go again. this is my most recent painting. lately ive had a theatrical/movie theme going on. i have a seven-eight feet by four-five feet western painting going on, its me having a showdown with the devil. i also have a mystery, and a love/romance one in the works. this one obviously is the typical horror stabber flick. it started out being a bunch of photo size frames that would tell the story but after seeing the similarities of murderbydeaths freshman album cover i decided to blow the last on up real big and use the bottom right flames in my peice. put a little of my interests and life into it.i just have problems with my lips and the girls leg. and the floor boards perspective is off, thats what i get freehandind it late at night.......the artist formerly known as derek pharoalh

___Your Life___
[x] they call me:derek or derek if you prefer.
[x] also: jesus, derk, johny depp, johnny chirst,
[x] sex: blue balls is what i get
[x] birthday: september seventh
[x] status: alive(?)
[x] occupation: panera bread. but when i grow up i want to be a pirate, or a secret hand shake coreographer, or dictator of the world. but really an artist/graphic designer, tattoo artist, or a musician.
[x] Ethnicity: whitish
_______Fast Forward_______
[x] college planning to go to: art, maybe tattooing
[x] future resident of: seattle, or north west coast at least
[x] wedding: pirate one. everyone dressed pirate or colonial style, have the wedding on a cool ass pirates ship just off the bay, and me and my bride walk the plank at the end and swin to a small sail boat rather than the traditoinal limo with the just married and soup cans
[x] children: when good and ready, two. girl and boy.
______Right Now______
[x] feeling: tired and sweaty
[x] Listening: the postal service
[x] doing: this survey and comging up with band names, songs, and logos/designs.
[x] Talking to: brittney and lindsay
[x] craving: smores
[x] thinking of: someone
[x] hating: icp
_______Love_______
[x] love is: hard, like art
[x] first love: emily
[x] love or lust?: love.
_______WOMEN_______
[x] turn ons: eyes, lips, hair(top of head), that curve on their side from armpit to thigh. girls with rbright edlipstick and that vintage 1920s/30s/40s flappers look (like chicago)
[x] turn offs: penis
[x] What kinda hair style?: shorter, longs good as well but recently ive been drawn to the short haird girls more. like the emo butch kind or the 1920s marilyn monroe kinda.
[x] are you the type of person to holler n ask for numbers?: not till i talk to the girl for a bit.
_______Miscellaneous _______
[x] can you swim?: yeah, i love it. lakes especially
[x] whats your most embarrassing moment?: not sure
[x] what are you scared of?: umm bears
[x] what is your greatest accomplishment?:
[x] what kinda roof is over your head?: tall twostory, water resistant.
[x] do you like tomatoes?: sometimes, not too much
[x] how many TVs in the house?:7
[x] how many phones?: 4, 2 cells
[x] how many residents?: mom, her borfriend, sister, two brothers, and a female feline named bob, no jokes.
______Your Looks______
[x] Hair color: brown with blonde highlights and black underneath
[x] Eye color?: sunflower?, brown basically. lighter either towards the outside or inside, sunfloer like.
[x] Height: six two
[x] Do u wear contacts or glasses?: fake glasses, yep im a lier
[x] do u have any piercings?: ears, 4 guage. lip double periced to left side soon and nipple soon as well.
______Just Lately______
[x] How are you today? pretty good
[x] What pants are you wearing right now?: black vintage wash girl pants from super target size 5.
[x] What shirt are you wearing right now?: murder by death, three men hanging design
[x] What does your hair look like at the moment?:shit. sweaty greasy mess
[x] What song are u listening to right now?: now ive moved on to mars volta, roulette dares is what this question caugh tme on.
[x] Last person you talked to on the phone?: gabi,
[x] Last Dream you can remember?: forest fire...it's a detailed and drawn out dream...
[x] Who are you talking to right now?: britney
[x] What time is it?: eleven: thirtyseven
______More About You______
[x] What are the last four digits of your phone number?: eight four six eight
[x] If u were a crayon, what color would you be?: red, idk
[x] What's the next CD you are going to buy?: just bought postal service, but next oen probably kil bill soundtrack.
[x] What's the stupidest thing u ever done?:
[x] If u could change one thing about yourself what would it be?: my stomach have a bit more muscle tone, get it looking like brandon boyd.
[x] Where do you shop the most? Target recently
[x] How many kids do you want to have?: 2 at most.
[x] Shampoo? green tea shampoo
[x] Do you have your own phone line?: noe
[x] Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? no
[x] Have you ever broken/sprained/fractured a bone?sprained but thats it. just lucky.
[x] Who do you dream about?: genie. mostly blurred cops style people that i jus tnaturally know and dont think twice about them not having faces.
[x] Who do you tell your dreams to?: valerie and to freinds when the time/subject is appropriate.
[x] Who's the loudest friend you have? kayleen
[x] Who's the quietest friend?: valerie, but thats cause we havent talked in a while so thats why.
______You and Love ______
[x] Do you have a girlfriend or boyfriend? no
[x] Do you have a crush?: yeah
[x] Who is your crush?: wouldnt you like to know
[x] Where would you like to go on your honeymoon?:australia, rome, china, hawaii, indonesia or some awesome weird tropic pacific island
[x] Do you find yourself attractive?: told i look like johnny depp and hes sexy
[x] Do you find yourself ugly?: no
[x] Do others find you attractive? read up two
____________Your Favorites____________
[x] Color: painter here so i love em all
[x] food: smores, cookie doughsushi, salmon, chinese, mexi, frisco melt from steak and shake
[x] Fast Food: taco bell
[x] Candy: smores candy bars
[x] Ice Cream Flavor?:cookie dough
[x] number?: thirteen and seven
[x] Scent?: pachouli
[x] Board Game?: risk
[x] Video Game?: zelda, resident evil, lots lots more.
[x] Saying?: my heart will bleed the words and i will say no more
____________Have You Ever ____________
[x] Wanted to kill someone? bill
[x] Broken the law? we all have, nothign serious. only stuff worthy of a shaking of a finger at me and bad derek
[x] Ran from the cops? no
[x] Tried to kill yourself? thought about it once, never again
[x] Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: doesnt work for guys
[x] First Kiss: real one, my last girfriend emily. the emily before that was jsut a peck once. ive only kissed three girls
[x] First Job: panera
[x] First Enemy: bowser

i just got both kill bill volume one and volume two. very exciting. that and i feel like shit is all i have to say. now im off to bed. i need to shake my ailment off. eat your vitamins.

look its me. sporting my new glasses. oh and new hair kinda, ive had it for awhile but never got a picture up of it. ill have to get an old one, when my hair was down to my collar bone.

days like todays need to happen much more often. first real road trip. no adult supervisions. we went to louisville kentucky for the skatepark they have there. its so amazing, wood half pipe great street section, giant full pipe and killer bowls. i carved a jackolatern in those bowls. had a bowl movement. bowlsyndrome. idk, im a dork sorry. tony drove. not even an hour into riding his bike tire sarted expanding, to were he couldnt move and then exploded. scared the shit out of everyone there, sounded like somone got shot. we had to wait for the bike shop to open to get him a new tube. when we finally got that and started rideing his chain broke. its those darn chaingangs (damnit i gotta stop that). fell only once or twice, due to losing all energy pumping and my legs just giving out from under me. on the way home me and kayleen fought, wresteled, and kicked eachothers asses. then passed out the rest of the way home while tony drove. thanks man, if i could drive id have relieve your call of duty halfway at least. i have so much fun with those two. in my eyes they are truly great got home and called josh to go downtown so i could get these awesome glasses from forever twenty one. walked the mall a bit and went to monument circle and got a bunch of free icecream and candy cause the girls we were with knew the guy kinda and he gave us some. i got this caramel apple that hat pecans, and covered in white chocolate and nigger chocolate (joke, not racist dont worry or shot me). they cost like five bucks and he just gave it to me. got home number two time. and since then till now updating this ive been working on a painting due tuesday. its looking great. all my paitings and ideas have been movie/theatrical based. this one i have to do an interior peice. so im doing my liveing room real big in the center. its all black and tan old photograph looking, on fire kinda. im in it, face up close to the camera(?) with these glasses on. (the ones that i was wearing when, val, yousaid i looked like a serial killer or something like that in) another small square up top ris of a long hallway vey dark except for a door with a shadowy figure at the end halding a big butcher knife, michael myers style, chasing this girl in white a tthe end of the hall stumbling and everything. the last wider square (rectangle) is me again with butcher knife, bloody, in hand and the girls leg sticking out from behind a chest/table. nice? dont worry im not that crazy in real life. my other paiting im working on is about seven feet tall and four or five feet wide. this one is an old western shoot out scene. im stading there back to veiwer but upper torso turned looking back at you and goign for the revovler in holster to wip it out to shoot the devil at the other end, who im having a duel with. takes place in teh middle of a deserted old west town. nice as well? tell me. i think they are grood. i mean great. great and good. the only bad about today is that my alergies went haywire and now my ears, head and throat hurt from all the drainage from my nose. its dripping as often and fast as your typical nose bleed except clear snot instead of blood. well off to bed, school and work tomorrow. and damnit most the coo lpeople dont work there anymore. alex got fired and kyle is quiting. theres only one or two cool people left. so sad, works goign to suck now. goodnight all. take care of yoursleves and others.pharoalh

Hey hotties. What's going on? This is Britney. I am hanging out with Jesus right now. He is really cool. And super sexy. That's right. Fucking sexy to the max. He is straightening his hair like a girl.And wearing tight pants like a girl. And wearing makeup like a girl. I tried to tell him he was naturally beautiful. I don't think he believes me. We are listening to Sparta right now. Earlier, when me and Derek were making babies Justin threw a rock at the window and interuptted telling us to open up the door for him so we had to stop. I think Derek was a little dissapointed. God I love him so much. We have come to the conclusion that we are going to get married sooner or later. That's right. FUCK YOU BITCHES, DEREK IS MY HOE. Josh and Derek are making out in my closet right now...Justin is monitoring them to make sure they don't go any further. Oops nevermind, they aren't making out they are just playing bop it. Ok well anyways I think I need to help Derek tuck his penis so he can fit into these hot red snakeskin pants of mine. Later.

chapter finale

all the kids have run indside. grabbed a spot under the stairs. theyve barricaded all the windows and rigged the doorknobs shut with chairs. what are they waiting for, they dont know. they just keep their fingers crossed. and maybe pray to mary or jesus christ. i can hear them knocking down the door. the wait it is over. this bottle is done. so we clench our fists and fight our demons. theres a girl with a flower pot full of dirt and bullet shells. she puts it by her window. gives it sunlight. restores its health. after a month or two the shells start to grow into branches of barbed wire. they spread across the wells, the windows, and the floors, and they grip the tires. lay low, keep your head down. listen for the sound of the dusty train thats coming to sweep us all away. i can hear the rails a rattlin against the hectic fray. so set the wound with a cardboard splint. strike the nail against the flint and set the fields on fire. let the devil come. oh let him come. ill be waiting for him this time. i am stronger now and i can fight it. at the end of the line. at the end of the line....the end

chapter eight

our fingers are missing.they litter the ground. grass will never grow near this town again. the frames on the walls are crooked and empty. our shoulders bend low towards the dirt. i made a deal to get us out of this place, but i am falling apart with each step i take. and as the pieces fall. i collect them all....

chapter seven

all the drunks in the alleys are taking up drugs to undo their whole lives in a day. if their hearts dont change before long the heart of the beast they will lay. he peels the wood from the walls, to get to us. he steals the good from the town. so wash the black from your fingertips and fight. get him. give in. get him. rasie up from the cellars and fill the streets with his dead, this time. this time.....

chapter six

ill leave a trail of fire across this desert just to see the desperation in your eyes. you think youve suffered, well you aint seen shit yet. the pain wont set in for a long long time. ive fought off angels with my hands behind my back. ive set the heavens all on fire. so sleep in the fallout shelter tonight, one and all. and wrap the children up real tight. stop the bleeding before it starts.....

chapter five

put a bullet in the barrel. take the safety off. keep shooting at the devil in the moonlight. put it all on black, till you luck comes back. were all waiting for the end. what kind of finish will he send. these hands made of splinters keep knocking back the whiskey sours. ive got a few more days to go. and ive got another crust of bread. somewhere holed up waiting in this, is this whats left of the house. fill the lamp kerosene and toss the rest in the hall. just coat the walls. and strike the cigarette when you hear them coming. well pray for them and stay with them, till the poor lil bastards due hand in hand. well never forget them when theyre gone. so keep the girls inside of the church with their bruised knees on the pews....

lets all go down to the lobby....alright sorry, just a little break from the who will survive, and what will be left of them story. heres pictures of murder by death at the concert i went to on saturday. it was very dark and so most didnt come out. no good ones of matt the master basser turned out, just black messes. you can see parts of him in the one with coop the pianist. adams looking very rad with the inferno guitar. and ofcoarse sarah is looking beautiful. well hurry up and eat your food and drinks your drinks because there is no food in the theatre. with the exception of chai and smores.

chapter four

get on with it. put off the fuss you chickenshit. get on with it. cant you see its time to quit. i seen three men hanging from a sycamore. their bodies are stiff as a two by four and their heads tilted down towards the ground. and it aint been long since they been up there that their bodies turned cold hanging in that air. and they mighta froze before that noose got to them. old scratch has dealt us a dirty hand. he had the look of a saint, but the greed of a man. and his face was worn and wrinkled like a leather book. and if i put this revolver to my head, will god turn against me instead of taking pity on a broken man?

chapter three

i walked the rode from tucson to san antonia, with the smell of bleed on my breath. ninety days of sweat and dirt feels like one night. when youve got nothing left. till theres nothign left to do, but die.... buckshot is my bread. and ill drink whiskey instead of water. cause i cant stand to be sober in this place. your hands on my face every step of the way. trying to peel away the pain. and ill drink whiskey instead of water.....

chapter two

a smell like cigarettes drifts softly through the vents. the room is filling up with smoke and little bodies. tell all the boys and girls from school, to keep breaking all the rules. to let their parents know their individuals. datura flakes off from your lips. you lost the swagger in your hips. your eyes are turning blue to gray. your skin feels soft and sagging down. your arms drag across the ground with each step you take. and they fall. from the jungle gyms. and the fall, and piss away each night among the sound of bodies crawling round the room. i can smell their flesh on everything left in this room. chalk and scattered crayons on empty desks. for weeks finding clumps of unwashed hair caught between the vents, blowing. carry their little bodies to the cemetery, so gently. please dont let their necks crook towards the ground....

well ill take two shots said the devil to the man. and leave the little book on the bar. the lord knows that the devil he only talk shit. only drinks whiskey from the jar. and his hands were raw. and his eyes were cold. his breathe is pure alcohol. and the sound of his voice, it never got older. we talked and talked, and talked into the night. we were sipping the shots till the morning light. we stumbled into the shed and as i start to go, i put three bullets in his back.....

well the devils bleeding crude oil from a hole in his chest. and its on the bedpan, dripping through the bedsheets. and all the businessmen are putting parls beneath his wounds and pawning the oil at the market. well his heart aint made of nothing but piss and vinegar. and his boots have trampled more than you would know. and his breathe splits open the thermometer on the sill. its so fucking cold in here since you brought in the snow. black heart, leaking oil in the pan. dealing insults with his free hand, in his hospitol bed bleeding. black heart, you shot the plan to hell. and the apathy ate you up inside you. hes the poison inside you. and you eat until youre full. and you eat until your full. he lit the fires inside your belly. full of medicine and whiskey. all the aspirin, valium, codiene pills and silver rum. someone sail a hail mary for this house. bless the corners and burn the devil out.....

murder by death fucking rocked. happy birthday sis. this was her first concert, and it was her birthday. that was my present to her. as well as a mbd shirt. the best part was hanging out and talking with the band before and after their time on stage. i talked to the beautiful sarah, celloist, and adem, singer/guitarist, a bunch. mostly sarah. i saw the inferno guitar. adem played it. black beauty. i want the sunburst body. i bought both cds. their freshmen album "like the exorcist, but more breakdancing" as well as the vinyl record with sleeve signed by all members (except vincent, the new keyboardist signed it) and their sophmore album who will survive, and what will be left of them. both beautifully mastered cds. gorgeous evil,evil music. pure genious. all of them are really nice and awesome. its so great when you can hang out and talk casually with your favorite band and they be so nice and accepting. took lots of pictures. will have them up as soon as i can. after the concert they asked if we were going to the bar across the street to hang out with them. sadly i dont drink nor am i twenty one yet. but id of gone had i been of age. this amazing moment was brought to me by kodak. oh and there were only about thirty people. so i easily got up front. alright ill stop making those of you who stayed jealous, and those of you who left and dont like murder by death ill wuit boring you. take care all and thank you mbd.....derek

this is a new inferno model guitar by minarik. i found this becuase its the new guitar that alex, singer/guitarist, of murder by death plays now. i normally dont like or go for these crazy flashy guitars but im falling in love with this thing. the fret board and pearly outline around guitar body is gorgeous. i think i could pull this guitar off. i think im still going to try to get a jaguar natural wood body with turtle shell pickguard. but id love to have this one, except the hefty pricetag of 1399+. birthday is coming up guys, wink wink.