środa, listopada 28, 2007

Pokin fun at todays vogue n makin predictions for tomorrow.

So, I here, at the center of my impaired mind, predict that in the next upcomming, first summer and winter season, platforms will be in fashion at the drop of the hat. I've written this in order to indicate my undeniable feeling in the vogue.

piątek, listopada 23, 2007

Naughty girl's skittishness. With 'em Thailand, spruce,vogue-whizz homosexual freakslaves on a charcoal leash. Weld control wit' my haughty self.

He kinda coulda say once upon a tima. No surprise, has it come out when he's out, due to chronic indomitable longing. Once the love was strong Now it's long, long gone Cause the pain, came down like a storm i remained holding on Cause I want you Thoughts take me to when we were close Addicted 2 your love, feel i need another dose I know it's a feeling That should be long gone Things seem to come up When I hear our song Golden brown girl, it seem so long Since i heard your voice Where did the king go wrong? Emotions that that they linger on I guess cause i never knew a love so strong So many hotgirls I need your warm The taste of your mouth Girl i need your warm Good food and love I need your warm This here was made before we were born A dreamer, so i'ma keep dreamin on I never been good at sayin goodbye I take a deep breath when the times is hard When i reminisce over u, my god I spent many years tryna be the heartthrob I guess it's only right that i got my heart robbed The scent of a room that reminds me of u A hint of perfume it remind me of u Take a look at the moon it remind me of u Hope the stars and the gods Align me and you The love that i wrote on the mirror it got smeared My friends say it was a change for the better But i say, girl u changed my forever

środa, listopada 21, 2007

It goes something like this. SCTP.

Have now at around, don't even want to check it out, cos of the multitude of time, anyway, have got, 3 n a half of an hour left to waist. Waist, cos dunno what to do, it's to cold to go outside n rummage in shops, additionally, have no will to knock about in stinky buses, back n forth. Because if I go back in the direction of the trainstation, then it's obvious and clear that I AM going home, hate the feeling of comming back there/here again, only to watse some more time. By the way, like another keyboard. I shall become a wisewoman in the field of cinematic events n any other, even more suprissng phenomena. Lucky me. Pity, that it's unlikely I go with a double decker train. FAncy it so much. Lika Carnivale sort of way. Aaa..I was just about to forget, but not. My so called, till that time "lovely, charming n so on" boy literally pissed me off. Just like that. Don't want to prolongate any disscussion. So, I'm left alone doin nuttin, as a supposed resul of either a mistake, or faked excuse, or a ruse. How a great singer of his times sang "ow, I think I smell a rat" n so on, a double of times. If he searched of any indication of my offence, in the intranet, descriptions or others, I'd permit myself to execute him.

Tell your little stories and I'll never hope that I'll end up right beside you when it comesI'm gonna make it good this hour make it true dancing on the stairs I'll never get back homegonna laugh and smile. Do your little thing and then remember why you chose me instead of someone else. Why don't you start right now? I know youwon't regret.
Well, at least some gorgeous students, don't know the year, will provide some entertainment to me. No one's here with me in this huge room full of one eyed rhinos, am bored n long to go home.

poniedziałek, listopada 19, 2007

Defiant whiz bang.

I have no idea what's going on. And to my biggest suprise, my single problem I have to somehow deal with, is to cause somebody's attention. So, back to the main clause, I'm helpless, cos neither everybody's ignoring me, nor don't like me? Well, that's a v. disastrous and vacuous thoughtt I could have ever though! That's right. I know a man needs some rest, but how can I enjoy my peace n silence when it lasts so long and... and... I've forgotten. Yay, cos of the internet bringing about to a self destructive mood, when wanting to kill everything around when it quits withouut mercy. As I briefed already my fellow about a fact, the opposites atract 'em refined selves and therefore [think, my next fav. word], to intrduce things closer, matters which have been in my discontent for some time, as the grind began, are insistently catching up to count to my favs. Discovered insolent dissapearing of 'em words in my tremendous dictionary, as it'dn't have been too small . Sort of blather, but these days, you know it's hard to find a soulmate. Gon spent a lot of time in celadon kidney rooms, sipping coffay, remembering the greatest teacher n selfly pounding into oblivion while sinkin in a suede loose covered, upscale chesterfiled.

sobota, listopada 17, 2007

Do you feel lucky? I'm not. Tomorrow's another day. So maybe tomorrow....

I want to be forgotten, and I don't want to be reminded. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet. I wanna be beside her. She wanna be admired. You say "please don't make this harder." No, I won't yet. Oh dear, is it really all true? Did they offend us and they want it to sound new? Top ten ideas for countdown shows... Whose culture is this and does anybody know? I wait and tell myself "life ain't chess," But no one comes in and yes, you're alone... You don't miss me, I know. Oh Tennessee, what did you write? I come together in the middle of the night. Oh that's an ending that I can't write, 'cause I've got you to let me down.

niedziela, listopada 04, 2007

Live faster moth** fu**er!

Bliss n pleasure 4 times already. BEin too exhausted for the 5th. N I know you like that, but gon' to be curious at the same time.

All alone.

Sucks. N she ain't that nice as the impression of those many years would indicate. Is there any soulmate for me? Well, over the top excess trial? Too much of that already. Maybe someday, maybe you. From the adoration to uttery. Solely n only. Whats more? Nuttin, excerpt another dozens of words to learn, to create megabytes of sentences. So it's time for the ever stray strollin rollin stone.

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