IRC-Galleria

En oo pitkään aikaa kirjotellu ''blogi'' kirjotuksia, vaan enemmänkin tollattia gallup juttuja, joten aattelin nyt kirjotella, kun on tylsää :D

Tällä hetkellä olo ei oo mikään mahtavin, mutta pahempaakin on ollu.

Ostin sitte taas ihan vahingossa Sayurille tirppa jalat (Alk/Yrie jalat) ja ne on aikas söpöt, mutta ei kumminkaan ihan Sayuri :D Joten ajattelin, että joskus tulevaisuudessa vois hommata niille tirppa osille koko hahmon jne.

Tällä hetkellä oon tosin aivan perseaukinen, joten ei paljoo tuu uusia nukkeja tai kameraa tähän taloon :D Mutta pikkuhiljaa tässä (: Pian on
mun synttärit (toukokuussa), että saatan sillonkin saada rahaa...

Senni lähti jonki aikaa si uuteen hyvään kotiin (: Ja sitten joskus toi Ai pääkin lähtee :D

Pitäis noita muitakin nukkejuttuja myydä, mut kun en saa käyttää tiliäni, ennen ku oon aikunen, nii pitäis sillein jännästi postin kautta vetää ne rahat..

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Sister, I'm not much a poet but a criminal.
And you never had a chance!
Love it or leave it, you can't understand!
A pretty face, but you do so carry on
And on and on ...

I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me.
I'm just the way that the doctor made me.

On and on and on and on ...

Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door.
What's life like, bleeding on the floor,
The floor, the floor?

You'll never make me leave!
I wear this on my sleeve!
Give me a reason to believe!

So gimme all your poison,
And gimme all your pills,
And gimme all your hopeless hearts,
And make me ill!
You're runnin' after somethin'
That you'll never kill.
If this is what you want,
Then fire at will!

Preach all you want, but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book that you gave me.
Hallelujah, lock and load!
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son.
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you run
And run and run and run ...

You'll never make me leave!
I wear this on my sleeve!
Give me a reason to believe!

So gimme all your poison,
And gimme all your pills,
And gimme all your hopeless hearts,
And make me ill!
You're runnin' after somethin'
That you'll never kill.
If this is what you want,
Then fire at will!

You'll never make me leave!
I wear this on my sleeve!
You wanna follow somethin'.
Give me a better cause to lead!
Just give me what I need!
Give me a reason to believe!

So gimme all your poison,
And gimme all your pills,
And gimme all your hopeless hearts,
And make me ill!
You're runnin' after somethin'
That you'll never kill.
If this is what you want,
Then fire at will!

So gimme all your poison,
And gimme all your pills,
And gimme all your hopeless hearts,
And make me ill!
You're runnin' after somethin'
That you'll never kill.
If this is what you want,
Then fire at will!