#skeletoncrewonline

[earlycuntsets]

leathermouth banners/icons from leathermouth fansite, leathermouth lj and skeletoncrewonline.com 2008

[earlycuntsets]

hello and thank u for gifting us with access to your beautiful and bountiful crops (archive) as an archaeologist, i love and respect the intricate record keeping so much <3

i wanted to ask if you had anything else to add on the ft willz front-

i have been digging and ive seen a lot of stuff attributed to ftw without a source? I looked through your links post and i met a lot of dead ends on the myspace page, and i have seen that the skeleton crew versions are different from the original myspace versions??? please let me know if im missing anything other than the three(?) that have proof!

i literally went to college for roman poetry and archaeology and i WILL be using my skills for evil (frnk research) LMAO

Thank you for giving this a read!

That is so amazing you have a background in formal archeology. I can't imagine the weapons of technique & research you have. I too have noticed differences in the myspace vs skeletoncrewonline entries particularaly in the digital signatures. sometimes it's "F.T. WillZ" and others "F.T.Willz"

and of course the main ftwillz speculation revolves around this screenshot below. here you can see the unsourced screenshot doesn't match the lettercase. so i'm wary of rouge screenshots (without a capture)

I do have a video with most of what solid proof I have.

I only trust ft willz from 5 sources (captures of anything ft willz said on)

1. ftw myspace

2. skeletoncrewonline 2008

3. the ft willz tumblr (yes I think it's real and i have theories here -> (1 , 2, 3, 4)

4. sometimes tidbits from frank tweets that match ft willz text.

5. poetry from frank-iero.com 2013.

(everything else is kinda hearsay in terms of solid ground truth.)

There's a ftw subreddit  that conider "frank and ft willz pdf" to be authentic but there is no evidence and I could only find 3 poems I could match to any official ft willz captures. so I don't trust the pdf in short.

ftw myspace on has only 7 captures so you'll see 404s when you try to "view blog" or some entries only show the title. I did find a few copy/paste ft willz myspace entries posted by fans on livejournal.

which is fine we still caught frank. heres the title "shit's bananas"

left image from ft willz mypace, right image (by the same title) on frank-iero.com 2013

ft willz myspace blog poem “shits bananas when you’re disinterested” exactly matches the one posted on franks 2013 website– crediting himself at the end. a very unique title for it to be coincidental.

I am convinced that this eyeball is new to the internet. digging through fan theories, I have never seen mention of this eyeball image. below is the original ft willz eyeball image from skeletoncrewonline 2008 writers page that I rotated and put beside franks eyeball for comparison.

eyeball links: jpg, jpg with text, authors page with thumbnail “writings”- link is dumb and old)

ftw myspace

frank iero 2013 website

hopefully I got you some links for obsessing! that's all I know

thank you for taking special interest in my special interest <3

[earlycuntsets]

leathermouth page from skeletoncrewonline 07/2006

[earlycuntsets]

F.T.Willz (1974-?) A friend of a friend who knows a guy that used to date this girl sent us a manuscript. F.T. Willz lives in Jersey, does not like to be touched, and writes blank verses about hate. We thought we'd showcase his murky 'poetry on our site. I think he's a he, nobody's quite sure who or what he/it/she is, no information was included in the manuscript… Only the promise that more bodies of work will be sent shortly. I think its kinda romantic. xo s//c from skeletoncrewonline 2008

[earlycuntsets]

"diamond rings don't shine so bright when you know where they come from" A poet, a prophet, a motherfucking puppet, a (fill-in the blank), modern-day nature's (insert noun here). Show me who you are on the inside…really? Me too. We're so alike, where did you grow up? NO FUCKING WAY! A small town? That's so weird; no one ever listens to me either. Wow. What a small world (exclamation point) LOL. We should be friends, what's your number? Wanna hang out sometime? Are you on Myfriendsmakeoutspace-ster (fuckeachotherfuck-eachotherfuckeachother)club? Me too. Wanna fuck? I'm just like you. Can I borrow your car? Live at your house? Eat your pets? Kill your parents? We're so perfect together, (for each other)…opportunity is knocking do you hear it? BANGBANG. I wrote a song about you, it has 25 different parts that don't belong together. I scream and cry and there's no melody what so ever, you'll love it, listen to it everyday, until all your friends like it too, then you'll say it sucks and call me a sellout. Do you wanna get matching tattoos, have the same haircut, go steady, and just be friends so we can fuck everyone else who looks just like us, thinks like us, and feels like us too? Fuck, look at me, look at me, right here, right in my fucking eyes. Can you see it? No? Look closer then. How about now? No? Maybe it's the atrocious lighting in here. Wait let me take a crooked picture with my hair in my face while I cut your name into my thigh. Do you see it now? You don't see anything? Nothing at all? Are you sure? Positive? Weird, me either, small fucking world huh?"

from skeletoncrewonline 2008

[earlycuntsets]

leathermouth promos & wallpaper from skeletoncrewonline 2008

[earlycuntsets]

"12 was a good year" My head is pounding, my intestines growl… (I wish I could just go to fucking sleep)… my makeshift bedroom is quaking under me. My dream house rattles down route number in the hundreds traveling at a speed of 65 mph through the beautiful state that starts with a consonant. No one makes a waking sound.. A breath of fresh air, a shooting pain in my New Jersey lungs (home is where half my heart is). Brittle fucking bones, a nicotine crutch, an idiot's wisdom, and a crooked smile. Who the fuck is really genuine anyway? Everyone's god is a liar. Everyone's face is a mask. You can take a pill to fix almost anything these days.. (fuck) especially if you got the scratch. It's a shame they can't do more with false hope. (Shut up, shut up, just fucking shut me up.) Hearts break, arteries clog, minds race, and all heroes will eventually fail (or just grow tired of the ungrateful people they help). What a fucking waste…how many trees have to die for this complaint set to ink. One day when you run out of air (or shade) you'll hate me for this. Maybe I'll feel bad or just blow it off with a smile (crooked teeth, ugly smile), either way I'm sure we'll both move on ramble on ramble on ramble on ramble onand onandonandoandon.." from skeletoncrewonline 2008

[earlycuntsets]

i am a monster t shirt design black with orange handwritten font

front text:

“i am a monster.

i am a monster.

I am a monster.

i am a monster.

i am a monster.

hate me.

destroy me.

back text:

skeleton.crew. (973)”

revenge era skeleton crew merch from merchbooth lj 02/28/2010