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The dog ate the pie made by the killer...

Tue Dec 23, 2008, 2:45 PM
  • Mood: Rejected
  • Listening to: The dog dying
  • Eating: euhm.... no
  • Drinking: not at all
Keep the tide away and the sand sweet.
Feel it melt under your feet and smell the salt.
Look at the colors in the sky and wonder why.
Hide behind a blanket covered with knifes.
Feel the hurt but don't be afraid.
It was just time.

Let the sun hit you at your weakest.
Black shades hide a light bleu eye.
The other you left in the war against the table.
Guess who did won?
You've got to go now.

Tomorrow tries to be there.
Fight the day.
Fight the future!
Neither of them did knew.
Can you realy enjoy the rope around your neck?

Tried to help you escape.
Only I was to late.
Couldn't get you out of this circle.
Our worlds divided.
Our thoughts lost.

Forever I'll be watching from the sky.

Rescue me

Sat Nov 29, 2008, 4:14 AM
  • Mood: Rejected
  • Listening to: everything almost
  • Eating: euhm.... no
  • Drinking: not at all
“Hebde golle da nooit meegemaakt da ge weet da iets nie kan of nie mag en da ge toch nie kunt laten
Da ge ook al weet da da iets heel dom is toch efkes heel dom wilt zijn”

Don't you get that feeling, once in a while, that you know somethings wrong or not allowed and you can't stop it.
That you know it's very stupid but you wanne be stupid for that time?


Kan je grootste romance slechts 1 nacht duren?

Devious Journal Entry

Mon Sep 15, 2008, 9:30 AM
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: Broken
  • Watching: storm
  • Eating: to much
  • Drinking: white wine
Sometimes, a first love becomes a last love

UPDATE

Sat Sep 13, 2008, 6:10 AM
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: Broken
  • Watching: storm
  • Eating: to much
  • Drinking: white wine
The unknown, the light, the dark!
I'm over, I'm over, I'm over, I'm broken
We're miles adrift we're inches apart

In order to keep the dream alive, the dream in which I'm dying all the time, comes new waves, new tracks.
A final statement growing and getting ready to be unleashed.
One more time I breath and feel.

To keep this all going I present
"Great Thursday's in Forests and Lakes"

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in the end

Thu Aug 28, 2008, 12:09 PM
  • Mood: Suffering
  • Listening to: My blood dripping on the floor
  • Watching: My feet covered with something red
  • Playing: The happy one (Though I wear a poker face)
  • Eating: I wish
  • Drinking: white wine
some day soon, i will give up time.
no job, no money, house being selled in a month, need to be moving in 2 months.
everybody babbling round my head telling me the same thing over and over again every day.
i can't take it anymore

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