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About Me
Friday, June 25, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
this is a photo?
Nici nu stiu de ce sunt asa. vrou se explodes. ma simt ca nu fac bine, tot ce fac acuma, parce ceva lipseste si nu stiu nimic. Nu stiu cum se me inteleg, si nu stiu dece
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
There is no beginning to this story.
Megumi&Milkyway
On a string I was held. The way that I move, can you tell? My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway.Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music. "Until all that swaying starts to make you sick" For a song I was bought. Now I lie when I talk with a careful eye on the cue card. Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed. So give me all your pity and your money. Now. "We used to think that sound was something pure" If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been placed, then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of sounding fake. Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes. In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep for the sunlight. And I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name. They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have. Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for. But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of darkness. Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in. We're gonna laugh, we're gonna drink until the morning comes.
That is what we are going to do.
On a string I was held. The way that I move, can you tell? My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway.Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music. "Until all that swaying starts to make you sick" For a song I was bought. Now I lie when I talk with a careful eye on the cue card. Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed. So give me all your pity and your money. Now. "We used to think that sound was something pure" If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been placed, then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of sounding fake. Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes. In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep for the sunlight. And I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name. They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have. Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for. But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of darkness. Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in. We're gonna laugh, we're gonna drink until the morning comes.
That is what we are going to do.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
I don't need you like you think I do
lafin
I'm living in an age, that calls darkness light. Though my language is dead. Still the shapes fill my head. I'm living in an age, whose name I don't know. Though the fear keeps me moving.
Still my heart beats so slow
Set my spirit free.
I'm living in an age, that calls darkness light. Though my language is dead. Still the shapes fill my head. I'm living in an age, whose name I don't know. Though the fear keeps me moving.
Still my heart beats so slow
Set my spirit free.
cross out what you’ve done.
Graduated High School.
Kissed someone.
Smoked cigarettes.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a rock concert.
Helped someone.
Gone fishing.
Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
Lied to someone.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.
Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself.
Ran a marathon.
Smoked cigarettes.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Gone to a rock concert.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.
Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs.
Been in a tornado.
Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
Watched someone die.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced
Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Flown on a plane.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Cheated on someone
Been cheated on.
Written a 10 page letter.
Gone skiing.
Been sailing.
Cut yourself. accidentals!
Had a best friend.
Lost someone you loved.
Shoplifted something.
Been to jail.
Dangerously close to being in jail.
Had detention.
Skipped school.
Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Gone to a different country.
Dropped out of school.
Been in a mental hospital.
Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Had an online diary.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.
Written a 10 page letter.
Gone skiing.
Been sailing.
Cut yourself. accidentals!
Been to jail.
Dangerously close to being in jail.
Dropped out of school.
Been in a mental hospital.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.
Had a yard sale.
And had a lemonade stand.
Actually made money at the lemonade stand
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.
Swam with dolphins.
Gone to sea world.
Voted for someone on a reality TV show.
Gone to Europe.
Loved someone you couldn’t have.
Had surgery.
Had stitches.
Overdosed.
Had a drug or alcohol problem.
Been in a fist fight.
Suffered any form of abuse/trama.
Had a hamster.
Pet a wild animal.
Used a credit card.
Gone surfing in California.
Got a tattoo.
Known someone with HIV or AIDS.
Gotten caught having a party while parents were gone away
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
where the catwalk got its clawssss meeoow
weheartit
Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." --Bob Marley
Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for." --Bob Marley
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
no dope no hope
Courez quand vous en etes capable, marchez si vous y etes oblige, trainez-vous si vous le deves, mais n'abandonnez jamais.
(Run when you can, walk when you have tom crawl if you must; just never give up) --Dean Karnazes
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
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