IRC-Galleria

So the night began and i was pulled into the night. 2 of my heroes we're in joy. As the night started to take over one of my heroes fell into the arms of a fiend. The battle for her life was brutal. (mostly filled with camshots and hard grins) The battle seamed lost until my guiding star appeared. I Spinned her round the floor 'till the time was right to strike back. And my hero was saved.

My star didn't fade away nor burn out but left me wondering what more is there? Could my star truly be a star that i was looking for all these nights? After hydrating my star it was some more spins on the floor, leading to a corner of the world i was in.

The night passed until it was time for my star to dissappear in front of the day, leaving me a series of numbers and moist spot on my cheek. The departure was sad though exciting.

Will my star come back one of these nights? After the long quest to make my way back to my lair, i realized that not only is the star coming back to guide me it is going glow hotter and brighter than the night before. This night only drained my stamina and the skins on my feet. The night was epic and victorious for the star and me. No i can go cry myself to sleep.

Tears of joy, tears of joy.

Quietly thinking to myself
Sharing half our mind instead of none
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone,
This sad exchange pleased neither one of us

So we finally gave up
Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
this living torture, living torture

No talking When I want you to Listen
No talking cos it's Living torture, Living torture

Don't know why, don't know why, we can't stand aside
(I don't want your many faces
we don't see right)
If I had known back then
Whatever I know now
I'd think I'd have answers but I don't know why

So we finally gave up
The Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
But Here I am and I'm still living

No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you

Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
What it sounds It Sound like
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
Now both of us know

No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I'm trying to say to you

Quietly thinking to myself
This sad exchange pleased neither on of us

(By: Finger Eleven)

When she walks into the room
They look up to see her face
All the glitter falls on her
And the rooms her stage
Don't you think you've had enough
Do their claws make sores
Take my hand and come away
And ill take you home

I wont turn around, cant be afraid
Takin' you all the way back home
Innocence gone, cant be the same
Takin' you all the way back home

Will the world still be the same
Even if you're gone
When the pillars start to fade
And the rooms just walls
Don't you think you've had enough
Do their claws make sores
Take my hand and come away
And I'll take you home

Don't you think you've had enough
What's the gun there for
Take my hand and fly away
And I'll take you home
Don't you think you've had enough
What's the gun there for
Take my hand and come away
And I'll take you home

Ydinfysiikka <3
optiikka
yms ihanaa ja sit muutama ei niin ihana muu aihe samassa

mitäs nyt tänne kirjoittais :P varmaan paskimmat teekkaribileet eilen. sentään ky:llä oli jotain menoa mut hukkareissu tuli.

sinne ne kaljupäät sit meni.
ja huomen syndet. voih voih :D
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maanantain sankareiden kunniaksi kaupungille tänään.

kaffella 2h "eilen"

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Jeff Dunham:a sit 70 min katottu :D

paras baarireissu ikinä.