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voi jessus...tsiigatkaa kuolemakohtaus :DPerjantai 13.07.2007 16:40

JOS ELÄMÄSTÄSI TEHTÄISIIN ELOKUVA, MILLAINEN SEN SOUNDTRACK OLISI?

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Alkumusiikki:
As I lay Dying-Forever

Herääminen:
MXPX & Halo Friendlies-Play it loud

Rakastuminen:
All that remains-Six

Taistelu:
The used-Pieces mended

Riitaantuminen:
Panic at the disco-The only difference between martyrdoom and suicide is press coverage

Sovinto:
Disco Ensemble-cynic

Salainen rakkaus:
audioslave-shadow on the sun

Elämä on okei:
audioslave-i am the highway

Pettymys:
Rise against-swing life away

Ajaminen:
Breaking benjamin-the dairy of jane

Muistot:
nirvana-I hate myself and want to die

Iloinen tanssi:
Thursday-this sadness alone

Unohtaminen:
Aiden-the last sunrise

Pitkä yö yksin:
Tool-sweat

Viimeinen taistelu:
My chemical romance-the sharpest lives

Kuolemakohtaus:
Kummelinjackpot-tää biisi jää soimaan sun päähän :D

Lopputekstit:
Quietdrive-time after time

Tool-The potTiistai 29.05.2007 00:11

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been outta your head
Eye hole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead

Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass so
Don't go tossin' your stones around

You must have been high

Foot in mouth and head up ass
So whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out. boy,

You must have been so high

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the jury with the innocent

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must have been high!

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it
Eye balls deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
When you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must've been...

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind

Weepin' shades of indigo
Shed without a reason
Weepin' shades of indigo

Liar, lawyer - mirror, for you what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo
(Musta) got lemon juice up in your eye
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.

You must've been high!

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Ganja? P-lease!
You must have been out your mind

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 28.05.2007 22:15

Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts.
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks.
Would you be my little cut?
Would you be my thousand fucks?
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid.
To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts.
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter.
I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart.
Love is not like anything.
Especially a fucking knife.

hihMaanantai 28.05.2007 19:10

Ziigatsaaks dää.... http://youtube.com/watch?v=00FMoawsTGY
Lov that guy!!!!!<3

Nirvana-DumbLauantai 12.05.2007 23:50

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover

Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
My day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Maybe just happy

Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy

I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
So f**k your rules man

So f**k your rules man

So f**k your rules man

So f**k your rules man

So f**k your rules man
You step up you'll go down fast
I've got to release all the
S**t that has made up my past

So go let your soul dance naked
Time to free yourself at last
Unshackle your life spirit
Fly away far from the past

She's like a lost flower
Growing up through a crack
In the busting sidewalk
Moving like a river so sad
So hey where we going
Tell me where we've gone
Was there love and fury
Energy and passion

So f**k your rules man
You step up you'll go down fast
I've got to release all the
S**t that has made up my past

So go paint your face and
Proclaim thy warrior soul
Cuz life is a brutal fight until we show
A shade of timelessness
For we are all distinct
And awaiting our
Transcedental release

So f**k your rules man
You step up you'll go down fast
I've got to release all the
S**t that has made up my past

So go let your soul dance naked
Time to free yourself at last
Unshackle your life spirit
Fly away far from the past

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 24.07.2006 20:39

There's a little pile of ashes where my old life used to be.
Credit cards and memories all dumped into the sea.
Well this ain't no time for bull as I fly into the sun.
Well you can't trust anybody if you can't trust number one.

Well the man tells me my future, is not so far away.
And get ready for tomorrow, I gotta waste my whole today.
My inner luck knows better, it's what I wanna hear.
Just like a diamond bullet where it's crystal crystal clear.
Whooaaa Yeaaah!
Whooo!

I can slap a tornado,
I can dry up a sea, yeah.
When I live for the moment,
There ain't no ain't knowin' me

You'll never find your pleasure if you worry about your pain,
And your precious little details are stretchin' out my brain.
Well you spin around and bite your nails, now let me tell you son,
That you can't trust anybody if you can't trust number one.

Well the man tells me my future and it's not so far away,
And I get ready for tomorrow, I gotta waste my whole today.
Well my inner luck knows better, it's what I wanna hear.
Just like a diamond bullet where it's crystal crystal clear.
Whooaaa Yeaaah!

I can slap a tornado,
I can dry up a sea.
When I live for the moment,
There ain't no ain't knowin' me.

Now don't you sell me no future, yeah.
Don't you sell me your love.
I ain't vouchin' your number,
You couldn't pay me enough.

I ain't buyin' no future when the past is so far away.
I ain't buyin' no future when the past is so far away.
I ain't buyin' no future when the past is so far away.
I ain't buyin' no future when the past is so far away, yeah.

I can slap a tornado,
I can dry up a sea, yeah.
When I live for the moment,
There ain't no ain't knowin' me.

Now don't you sell me no future, yeah.
Don't you sell me your love.
I ain't vouchin' your number,
You couldn't pay me enough, you couldn't pay me enough.

Couldn't pay me enough.
You couldn't pay me enough.
You couldn't pay me enough.
You couldn't pay me enough.

Tuli sit luettua tuommonen... Torstai 08.06.2006 19:14

Eihän sitä uskalla enää nukkua jos ei laita tätä tänne...;)

Vuonna 1933 pieni tyttö joutui murhaajan uhriksi. Murhaaja hautasi tytön elävältä maahan toistaen samalla sanoja “Toma sota balcu“.

Nyt kun olet nähnyt ja toistanut mielessäsi nämä sanat, tulet tapaamaan murhatun tytön. Ensi yönä, kun olet nukahtanut, tyttö ilmestyy makuuhuoneesi kattoon ja tukehduttaa sinut samalla tavalla kuin hän tukehtui itse.

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heips kurpat!Sunnuntai 04.06.2006 21:25

huomasin vasta nytten että voin kirjoittaa päiväkirjaa...hmp....olenpas tyhmä.

no mutta viime yönä ihana ystäväiseni horny oli meillä yötä ja riehuttiin taas ! ja käytiin tänää ulkona ja nyt oon ollu koneella pari tuntii..xD näin se eka lomapäivä lähtee...:P
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