Summer is Beer. Beer is Love. This year I'm getting Alcoholic. Literally speaking? Yeah, literally speaking.. Also, one of my fantasies will be achieved. Whatever the hell you say I rule this summer.

Summer is Beer. Beer is Love. This year I'm getting Alcoholic. Literally speaking? Yeah, literally speaking.. Also, one of my fantasies will be achieved. Whatever the hell you say I rule this summer.
I'm fcked up everytime I see this pic, guess imma change it.. Nah

# Posté le mercredi 18 juin 2008 08:22

As I SCREAM AIM & FiiiRE, The death toll grows HiiiGHER ! CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE! *BANG*

As I SCREAM AIM & FiiiRE, The death toll grows HiiiGHER ! CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGE! *BANG*
She told me everything will be alright.
She whispered "I'm scared as much as you are". She let the tears fall down her cheeks and she smiled.
She told me everything will be alright.

There are like billions of things I don't know and only few I need to know. Do you have to wonder and ask questions all the time to say you do exist? If it's the case, I'm something like 'transparent'. It'd be better if Truth killed instead of hurting.
A thought badly translated into words. Tchah =]


'Breathe for me.. Posession's taking over
'Breathe for me.. Don't wake me from this Slumber'.
BFMV. Waking the demon.

The only things that's freaking me out right now, except the unbearable climate of summer which gets worse everyday, is the image of that girl sitting on the same bench in two pictures, one in 2008 and the other one in 2009. If people fear ghosts, I fear time.






... THREAD !





# Posté le samedi 26 avril 2008 13:04

Modifié le lundi 28 avril 2008 19:22

'One day things will be different. You'll see.' [QuarterLife]

'One day things will be different. You'll see.'
***2 AM and she calls me cause I'm still awake
***Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?
***I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season.
***Yeah we walk through the doors so accusing their eyes
***Like they have any right at all to criticize
***Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason.

Cause you can't jump the track
We're like cars on a cable
and life's like an hourglass glued to the table,
No one can find the rewind button girl
So cradle your head in your hands.
And breathe.. Just breathe..

***May he turned 21 on the base of Fort Bliss
***"Just a day," he said down to the flask in his fist
***Ain't been sober since maybe October of last year
***Here in town you can tell he's been down for while
***But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles
***Wanna hold him maybe I'll just sing about it

***There's a light at each end of this tunnel
***You shout cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
***And these mistakes you've made
***You'll just make them again if you'll only try turnin' around

2 AM and I'm still awake writing this song
If i get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me
Threatening the life it belongs to.
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud
And I know that you'll use them however you want to.

Just breathe..
- Anna Nalick.

# Posté le mercredi 02 avril 2008 22:14

Modifié le dimanche 13 avril 2008 19:36

Adrenaline Pleasure. Bang your ass.

Adrenaline Pleasure. Bang your ass.
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# Posté le mardi 01 avril 2008 09:20

'Mutilation Is The Most Sincere Form Of Flattery' ************************************* Shut. God Manson spoke =) *************************************

'Mutilation Is The Most Sincere Form Of Flattery' ************************************* Shut. God Manson spoke =) *************************************
S C R E A A A A A A A A A M !**
Like Ice Cream, bitch. ***











They are the ones that leave, at the end.
The ones you truely care about.
Some words, a smile and then, you realise..
A little story, too much dreaming, too much hoping.
Does it really make you stronger?
Well, give me at least some minuts..
It's still bleeding.. Nah, wait..

# Posté le samedi 29 mars 2008 20:34

Modifié le lundi 31 mars 2008 07:07