Greta

Gretas a trip, but shes not a vacation. 

Shes seventeen, bright, beautiful and seriously rebellious, full of sarcastic wit that barely disguises the hurt inside.

 Pushed aside by her mother, Karen, who is on her third marriage and counting, Greta is shipped off to her grandparents for the summer, and shes not happy about it. In fact, she tells them that she fully intends to kill herself before the summer is over and is currently compiling a notebook of suicide methods. 

Acerbic, yet winningly impulsive, Greta is a stunning force of nature, disrupting her grandparents staid and settled lives and the Jersey Shore community they live in as well. 

But a near catastrophe gives Greta a wake-up call and demonstrates how deeply her own actions impact those around her. Gretas growing love for her elderly grandparents, along with the excitement of her first summer romance, gradually strips away her defenses, revealing the promising, charismatic young woman underneath her shell. 

Duff plays the title role of a waitress who falls for a charismatic, young short-order cook (Ross), only to find out hes been in and out of a juvenile correctional facility for stealing cars. Now hes determined to do something with his life, but as their romance heats up, Greta has to overcome the concerns of her grandparents (Burstyn, Murphy) about her new friends criminal past.

 Cast Includes: 

+ Greta- Hilary Duff; 

+ Katherine- Ellen Burstyn;

+ Julie- Evan Ross; 

+ Joseph- Michael Murphy.

What happens now...?.

.A.

Again. Again.

The lips are scarred and soft.

The face might not be my own.

"Keep on runing, keep on running,

there's no place like home."

Repeating between the dead streets.

Again. Again.

The eyelashes beat against the fingers.

They don't know.

They...

* * *

.B.

Express in my mind is gathering more speed.

Braziers spread heat and collapse.

Funnels whistle, steam wind up the northern gale.

Cabins are filled with drunk clowns.

Facial paint on the walls.

Words written down with passionate hate.

"Do we ever have the pleasant smile

from a child of horror and lies?."

The dots have fled.

Running freely on fields with deers.

Hiding inside their furcoats and secret light.

Playing hangman games between their horns.

The dots have fled from the pain and suits.

"Do we ever have the wretched hand

playing with dolls and hide-n-seek?."

Quote

"Lets grow old together, and die at the same time."

- White Lies

My Love

Cut out my heart and bury me six feet under.

Kings and Queens

We are going side by side.

Holding hands.

Shoulders embracing the warmth.

Don't let the stars fade away.

Become who you are and be who you will never be.

The whole day have been so strange. So strange have been the past few weeks. Dreams are enchanted, and painful. Never want to wake up, and not sure if I truly have during my awake hours. The fields are empty, and the bird has fallen. Single shot from lonely hunter, to fill the craving in his heart and soul. To fill the cold spot, what was left behind, after the death of the wife. After the feelings fled into the street full of walking corpses.

My lips are dry. Try to look above, into the skies. Try, try, try. Do, do, do. To live fully, you don't need to fulfill the dreams and illusions of others. To live with full emotion, you don't need to betray and lie. You don't need to create false memories and illusions. Don't, don't, don't. Life, death, reincarnation.

We have grown apart and then we wander. Why haven't we noticed, that we have been in love with a stranger?. And then we do understand. Hopeless and drained we feel. The ache in our veins is false and just a small part of the jigsaw. Yes, we keep collecting the pieces, that the other "half" is pulling down. And the promises, that were once made, are all behind the horizon. Only the Tearmaster will know, if the rivers will be floated over or maintain the drought.

The blind man is never dark.

The deaf ear is never silent.

The mute lips are never tranquil.

They have more than any "ideal" person.

They are whole.

Their imperfection makes them perfect.

And we wander more, why have everyone changed so much.

Yet we are blind to the fact, that this is us, who have evolved.

Hard to accept, people move to you and pass by.

People come and go, they choose you to company on their journey

or dump beside the highway.

On these days, this is rare.

It is rare, when you will collect friendship of lifetime.

Somehow it all matters, teaches and we learn.

We want, but our desires are wrong.

Or our wantings does not match with the desires.

And then we take wrong turn on the crossroads.

And curse ourselves for being a fool.

Hang on, we say to our partners in crime.

To our friends we promise.

And then leave everyone behind.

Lie through stupid and weak apologies.

Lie is something that makes us all weak.

Speaking the truth may hurt, but through hurt we grow stronger.

And being stronger makes us better persons.

We might survive the future.

*** Listen to the song that I added to this entry.

And read it all again. Dig deep in and don't let go from the edge.

These words may swallow you and you'll get lost into the maze of my mind. ***

Dandelion Hands

My hands smell like dandelions, still.

The pain under my skull is coming alive with thunders.

* * *

City streets are flushed over with dirt.

Cats find their corpses and take the skin on the 7th walk.

Orphan is playing monkey drums in the basement.

All the candles have died down.

The monkey is sitting in the gutter.

His hands are playing in the sea of teardrops.

Silently. The red stripes have formed theatrical circus.

Thousand eyeballs of Loch Ness monster

canned for coming winter.

Naked harlequin rolling up the sleeves

for the ghosts, who sleep with princesses.

To collect them. To drain them.

"Welcome to my world, sire."

The chessman's coat is covered with blue.

Pour out the blood, child.

Drain our the life.

Your home is over the edge.

Gamble rambles and become free.

Who decides if you are insane or not?.

Ask from the voices in your head.

Maybe they will give you the map.

Maybe they will give you the passport and a knife.

This Road

And the seagulls are collecting the flesh

from the sharp bones of the sea.

Having another pair of eyes

for their oracle collection.

Another lost keys for the iron locks,

rust swallowing what’s left from the wrecks.

The sparkling soul, drowning towards the end.

Towards the abyss of paperhearts.

Fake and unreliable.

*

Never thought this road ends with a cliff.

Strangers in my windows,

Oldest first, then newest.

Booyah.

Someone pull the electric impulses out of my brain and shut down the damn factory.

The noise is too loud!,

*

Pardon me, while I just.. burst.

*

Clouds.

I am in love with clouds.

They make me feel like I would like to reach my hand and grasp it all!.

*

All my memories are not seen by me, but by the other me, from far away. I fell off from the stairs, against stone floor, with head. I was 6.

*

"They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool, till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules." - John Lennon

*

Starting to read "The Fall of Hyperion" by Dan Simmons. Finished the first one a days ago. Science fictional heaven!.

*

Woke up from medical dream. I saw blue sand with clouds in it. And lemontrees. I was in astral projection again.

*

Remember, duckies, life is only a bucket.

*

I outlined myself from the flesh market. My own peace is more important.

*

My comfort during the last long awake hours has been drum and base along with jungle and other beatable rythms. I think I am in heaven.

*

Every morning I wake, I discover it has gone even more colder. What happened with "going slowly and steady towards the winter"?.

*

Have been singing over half of a hour. My throat is so sour now, but I can't stop, cause it is one thing that makes me feel alive!.

*

And I am wandering to the dreamlands, fluffers and yellow rubberboots. The imaginary worlds wait for me to come home!

*

Someone shoot me for being coldhearted and numb.

*

Well, I will have no "Halloween" this or any other year. It is not Estonian holiday, so why should I even bother?. Stupid mainstream.

*

My today's menu consists a lot of healthy and spicey food, The Pierces and illusions of insanity.

*

Can someone pack me into a red suitcase with black bubbles and small bunnies and import me to India... for example. Or choose a place 4 me!.

*

Snow, c'mon!. Your light is here, but where are you!?.

*

Can someone shoot my tooth, so it would stop hurting so much. Thank god I am not a huge sweet and candy friend.

*

I am so sleepy, it feels like the sandbags filled with cooked flies have risen on them. Soon I am a champion of the riseing the lids.

*

After a loooooong time, I finally wrote a poem. Unfinished and raw, but a poem. In Estonian.

*

No one deserves to be treated like this, specially the animals. Poor fellow, who you are chained into the garage, outside, embracing day and night.

*

Eddie Vedder's "Hard Sun" brings perfect ending to the day. It has been so down into the dirt and so misty. Or is it me, who's over edge.

*

C-c-c-c-c-cold. I think I'd become perfect wintersleepingbear. I feed from red peanuts and dreams.

*

I left behind "This life". I am new. No alcohol, no drugs, no partying. I have become a-sexual and I am completely satisfied with it!.

*

Cheers to the insomniacs!

*

It is almost 6 in tha morning around here. Imma going to bed nao. See you around duckies!. I won my insomniac this time.

*

Wakeing up at afternoon with rage from stupid dream, discovering you have only one blanket out of four. Not part of my any plan.

*

I keep coming up with new science fictional stuff. It is like my brain is on the constant roll. I can't keep it shut, and don't want to.

*

6 hours and no sleep. Welcome zombie-time!.

*

This is not happening. This damn dog knows how to whistle through whining. Rough, just rough. Starting in the middle of the night.. brains?.

*

Plain minds and plain ideas. Caged in small cubics and boxes. Jump on 'em, jump, jump, jump. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

*

I was one of the few in my class, who loved "Hamlet". Young blood on these days don't value the good ol' classical stuff.

*

Just finished watching Pussycat Dolls Present: Girlicious. My secret passion is dancing and singing, wish I could learn how to hip-hop!.

*

Music: Radiohead's intoxicating flow of ambient and calming energy.

*

The best way to drift off is with Portishead. Visions come thro my eyes, brain and soul. I'm living in a movie, and the movie is living me.

*

I must take credit on my sleeping patterns. For sure, they are my masterplan for life.

*

Kuuluud <3

*

Sa pole hull, ja ja ja. Sa pole hull, ja ja ja. Sa pole hull.

Translation:

Yer not crazeh, yes yes yes. Yer not crazeh, yes yes yes. Yer not crazeh.

*

I do not love alcohol, as I used to.

*

I do not love alcohol, as I used to.

*

Last two episodes of "Bakemonogatari" to watch. Love it!. Very abstract and different anime. 13 episodes of pure enjoy!.

*

Need. To. Sleep.

*

Everytime I hear notes any of Nirvana's song, I get chills and goosepumps.

*

Goo' ol' sweet dreams comes with Tricky.

*

My mind has lost it completely, sometimes I have a slight thought. I sit in darkness and think why all the lights are gone

*

Here I am. Only two hours of sleep and my mind is on the race space again. No sleep for several hours now. Hurray for me. >.<

*

Good morning hangover. Good night sanity.

*

I am officially dead. The hangover is awful.

*

Suprise call from someone, who is more than plain friend. Seems that he is famous nao, but I don't care. He still is great!.

*

Officially freezing. The whole past few days have been immense and sooo wierd. Strange energies, strange dreams, strange, strange, strange..

*

I suck being ill. I suck the illness... how obvious, uh..

*

Standing up is like on a stormy sea, only you stand in one spot and everything else is moving around u, strange, the energies are..

*

I lost my glasses and I have NO idea, where I put them. Mother suggested to call to them. Hm, if I only could recall the number!.

*

New Estonian the most viewed comedy series prize wins "Eesti Otsib Superstaari". I mean it!. O.o

*

The winter has arrived through my blue room walls and taken place instead of the all living.

Lets boost it up, babe!.

Not gonna let NOONE ruin my day//night:

Paperheart and fireflies

I want to say "I missed you" to him, but I simply won't and I hate how it hurts me from so 
deep inside. I feel like cracking. And I shed tears and for what?. For betrayal and dumping..
Yes, one friend of mine IS right. I am afraid to love, but how do you love again, when you have been promised and said beautiful words to and then dumped and left collecting pieces of your paper heart, and it feels like there are still pieces missing, and there will be...

I let the tears fall and cover my cheeks, even when I promised I will never, NEVER cry for him.

I truly loved him, and I still am.

& after all this time, we are talking again, but I never imagined, how hard it will be.

Still mad at him, and I am not sure, if I am ever able to forget and specially forgive the 
hurt that the certain person caused.

I have kept these tears and words in me for so long, it is time for them to come out and
open.

Makes things a lot easier, I am sure of it.

I will keep collecting those paper pieces, and there is no one else to help me.

This is something I have to do on my own and come through from this,

no matter how much it haunts me.

No matter how hard I wish it to go away.

No matter...

Top 13

1. Otep - Head of Medusa

2. Leandra - Inverted Mirrors of Decay

3. A Perfect Circle - Judith

4. Otep - Numb & Dumb

5. A Perfect Circle - 3 Libras

6. Within Temptation - Towards the End

7. Angelspit - Kill Kitty

8. Leave's Eyes - Into Your Light

9. Michael Andrews - Carpathian Ridge ((From Donnie Darko OST))

10. Leave's Eyes - The Crossing

11. Evanescence - Lithium

12. Eminem - 3 A.M.

13. Otep - Necessary Accessories

Anime School Vol2

Set in a gothic fantasy world, this is the story of Teito Klein, an orphaned slave who became the top military academy student. However, an unexpected turn of events left him pursued by the forces of the Barsburg Empire. Now an escaping convict, Teito’s sheltered by the church and it’s law of sanctuary. Here, he discovered many mysteries surrounding himself, the church, and the Empire itself. The fact that he might be connected to a dethroned king and the mystical stone of god, ‘The Eye of Mikhael’ made him the target of the empire more than ever. Fortunately the church is under the mythical 7 Ghost protection. But who are the Ghosts really. Will Teito be free from the military’s clutch, And what of his said mission to uncover the history. And who is the military’s Chief-of-Staff Ayanami exactly. Teito’s future seems to have spiraled into an unexpectedly perilous path.

Genres: action, comedy, drama, fantasy.

Status: finished.


Episode Count: 25


At first I wasn't sure if I wanted to watch it, but then I told that, if I don't like the first episode, I know there won't be much of a watcher of this anyhow. So I did, and now I am writing about it. I like it, I really do!. And it keeps the interest up as high as it can. Woo.

Word Warrior

The reason, why I never truly like to take IQ tests, is simple.

I am too restless and hyper and usually they take long time.

But I did take one, and here is the results:

Your IQ Score is: 109

You are equipped with a verbal arsenal that enables you to understand complex issues and communicate on a particularly high level. These talents make you a Word Warrior.

Whether or not you recognize it, your vocabulary is your strongest suit—use it whenever you can. Since your command of words is so great, you are also a terrific communicator — able to articulate big ideas to just about anyone. Your wordsmithing prowess will also help in artistic and creative pursuits. The power of words translates to fresh ideas off paper too. Since you have so many words at your disposal, you are in a unique position to describe things in an original way, as well as see the future in your mind's eye. In short, your strengths allow you to be a visionary — able to extrapolate and come up with a multitude of fresh ideas. And you are in good company — bask in the brilliance of Word Warriors who have walked before you. William Shakespeare let loose the power of his pen. His ability to articulate the most subtle nuances of human nature and to create colorful characters are why his stories still have a major impact — even 400 years after he first wrote them. Whether you put pen to paper or use your understanding of the words around you to come up with creative approaches to problems, your potential as a Word Warrior is terrific.

You can take the test from here:

http://www.testq.com/education/quizzes/compare/121

EQ Test

Emotional IQ:

                    

            

My score:

121

What does my score mean?.

Your Emotional IQ is excellent - much higher than average. This means that, in general, you are able to express your feelings clearly in appropriate situations. You are optimistic and positive, and adapt well to changed circumstances. You deal effectively with stress, interact with others and communicate adequately. You are comfortable with yourself, and you know and appreciate your talents and strong points as well as your weaknesses. You are able to motivate yourself, find the energy and the strength necessary to complete what you need to do to reach your goals. You are one of the resilient people who bounce back after major drawbacks, survive hardship without bitterness, and still manage to empathize with others. These skills will certainly bring you long-term benefits such as stronger relationships, better health and personal happiness.

Owl City

Only one word suits describing this certain performer!.

Kawaii!.

Owl City is a synthpop candy project of Adam Young. Formed early in US, he has reachedd the "Top Unsigned Artist" position on MySpace, having lots of millions plays and counting. The best known single is "Fireflies", which is the reason, why I am writing this very post at the moment.

The music fills me with this certain vibe. It stretches my wings and gives a humble push into the air. Slowly I gather my light and spread it over the Planet Earth, with fairydust and a lot of smiles.

The video has only lyrics. Sing along and sing along with me!. ^^

Video is with "not allowed to be embed", but I suggest you deffenetly check out this video. Simple and beautiful. The energy is awsome!.

From the Facebook page:

“If your household appliances wrote love songs while you were away on vacation, their cheerful blips and bleeps would pour out the windows, sweep through the neighborhood like candy-coated tidal waves, and you would return home to find crowds of people standing on your lawn, clapping and singing along to the happiest pop melodies imaginable. Welcome to Owl City.”

This needs no more words. Point has been proven.

The Life passes by,

though the birds

keep singing their song. 

Choose your path, my child. 

Choose your future and past. 

Beat School Lesson

Alright, duckies. Here I come, again, with some new music that I have discovered for myself. Each one of them have this "somethin'" that caught my eye.
The rythm, the style, the lyrics, the vocals, etc.
Beautiful.

First we present to you all somethin' rythmlicious French boy called Yuksek.





Yuksek, originally with Birdy Nam Nam's label, has recently crafted some of the dirtiest, most inspired remixes of hits by Mika ((I wander where that awsome dude is nao O.o)) and some others. He uses vintage keyboards and FX board, giving concerts in clubs and festivals all over the world. As a fan of the pop music, he rose up on The Beatles and Gainsbourg, also my all time favourite, Nirvana, stunned him with the "Smells Like Teen Spirit", which eventually lead him to Lou Reed's "Transformer".

★ ★ ★

An Indie Band that acutally has decent vibe.
Here we come with the White Lies.





Their sound reminds me of the old 80's Goth Rock bands' soft and breath takeing impulse.
White Lies has been formed from the corpse of Fear of Flying, which is another proof that Indie bands have enourmously fascinating and amusing names over all. FoF is actually very energising and strange, but they lack this something. This something to cage me with their music. Alright, back to the White Lies.
The little numb colorful flies are: singer/guitarist Harry McVeigh, bassist/lyricist Charles Cave and drummer Jack Brown. See, here we go. They have been together since 2007, and are still on the constant work with the beat, though their debut album pushed itself out from the womb of Brussels, from the eye and ear of Max Dingel and Ed Buller.

Pandora's Box gives you more info, if you be a good kid and smother some bloodcookies with your anatomical existence:
http://www.whitelies.com
http://www.myspace.com/whitelies

★ ★ ★

Our next quest will be La Roux, who offers the two sided, chocolate chips with sharp coconut cover electropop.
Tastes like pop-dada.




La Roux are an English electropop “synth duo” band made up of singer and synth player Elly Jackson and co-writer and co-producer Ben Langmaid from London, England. The name “La Roux” is reported to be chosen like this: Jackson found a book of baby names in a bin and in the book was the name “La Roux”. ‘La Roux’ comes from the French for ‘red-haired one’ (‘le roux (masculine) or la rousse (feminine)’) referring to Jackson’s distinctive hairstyle.

O.o vol2

Estonian Commercials, here you come.

Some later ones, non 80's.

O.o

No ways.

Yes Ways.

Gonna go to the banned commercial row, nao.

Lets have some laugh and no laugh.

People are tricksy, but dirty.

Hell yeah.

Russian cartoon. Classics. Genius.

Entertainment.

Would you fall apart if the last person you kissed dropped from your life?
Hell no.

Do you prefer pasta, salad, or coleslaw?
All of them.
But if I have to choosse, it will be pasta!.

Where's the last place you went besides your house?
Forest beside our house. ^^

Whose bed were you on last, not counting your own?
When it comes to "ON",
then it was my bestest friends'.
When it comes to "IN",
then it is none of your business for sure.

:evilgrin

When was the last time you changed in front of someone?
:pointup the very same best friend,
before the last photoshoot.

Would you rather love one person or have many short relationships?
I wouldn't go for none.
It ain't my thing to be in a relationship.
It only causes trouble and hurts.

Want to try me and proove me wrong?.
Don't bother, you WILL be driven away.

Do you remember who you liked 2 months ago?
No.

Last person you had a deep conversation with?
If I could recall it.
My mind is full of other things that matter.
Probably it was Lia Lia.

Is there a member of the opposite sex on your mind?
Perhaps.

I am not going to lie.
Just leave it open and mysterious to guess for you all.

Who was the last person to text you before you went to bed last night?
I haven't texed for no one very long time,
so the last night falls off anyhow.
If to go to msn or skype messageing//texting,
I will say - Lia and Dasha//Lili.

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn't do?
Ooooh, it happens constantly.
It is getting over the barriers.
:nod

Has anyone said they love you in the last week?
As a friendship matter - yes.

:gooby

Is there someone you will never forget?
There are many these,
who have touched my life with their shabby wing
and left with a sweetest memories,
between the covers of my lifebook.

I will carry those persons with me all eternity.

Has someone ever told you they want to spend the rest of their life with you?
There have been some of those bastards,
that are over of their huge little egos
and claim to be "the One" for you,
so they could have as much as they want to have,
and then dump for the sake of another like me.

Sad, uh?. Sad that I couldn't see it comin'.
Well now I can.
Simply not getting in no relationships.

Think back in April, how was your love life then?
Oh gee, it was a loooong ago.
How can you ask something like that?.

But. The life was.
Full of bars, friendship, backstabbing, drunk days and nights,
drinking one bottle of wine all alone in substitude home with good movies.
Fill of illness, coughing, sorrow and hurt.
Alright, dont as no more about January-March in my life in 2009.
I will not talk about it!.

What does your last text message say?
Some commercial bullshit.
There are no one to message me lately.
I have been forgotten by Estonian "friends".

What do you smell like right now?
Heat.
And.
Bitter scent of sweat.

What did you do today?
Cooked and taped my windows.
It is getting over to winter here.

Are you mad at anyone right now?.
Why should I be?.

Where did you get the shirt your wearing?
One person, who used to call herself as my "sister".

Are you happy?
Would be somthing like that.

Do you miss anyone?
Yes, the feeling of longing is strong.

Who was the last person you took a picture with?
Have no memories about it.

Is anything bothering you?
None of yours to concern about.

What are you craving at the moment?
Forever sleep.

Have a best friend?
Two to three.
Though, I myself is the most important person in my life!.

Does the last person who texts you make you smile?
Nada.

Who was the last person who said I love you to you?
I think it was my Vixy Vixen. ^^''

Who's the biggest asshole you know?
The human race.

Seven months ago do you remember who you liked?
Yes.
Sadly.

What did you have for breakfast?
Two toasted black breads with pâté,
sweeeeet coffe and one cheese curd with dark chocolate cover.
Voila!.

What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Watching movie "27 Dresses".
Gotta love Kathrine Heigl.

Are you looking forward to anything?
Life?. Life!. Life...

Do you currently have any hickeys?
You can dream of it!.
I despise them!.

How much money have you spent today?
Some bit of my old nervs.
No money tho.

How do you feel about your hair right now?
Need to wash them.
Other than that they look sexy.
All messy and such.

What was the first thing you did this morning?
Slept it away.

Are you going to be home tonight?
Here I am currently.

Does your profile song have a meaning?
Why you care?.

Has the opposite sex ever written you a poem?
One friend of mine once did.
Now he is a good Estonian heavy metal band lead singer,
and plays home with a girl.

Night with the Cure

Imma cool as that.

Hey all.

Missed me?.

Well.

I just stopped by to tell you that I am

as pretty as drugs

and more addictive than LSD, dope, heroin or eau-de-Cologne.

*

This movie I love from now on:

Latest evolution from Mars

Note: The Oldest are upside, the newest are downside road.

Walking.

♠

It is so obscene. People are obscene.

Well. They die.

Lately they die even more.

Ironic, uh?.

With who ever I talk to, someone has died.

♠

Music: Blur

♠

Donnie Darko: Why do you wear that stupid bunny suit?.

Frank: Why are you wearing that stupid man suit?.

Donnie Darko: Take it off.

♠

I am the fag of the centrum.

There. I admitted it.

  ♠

For about four years I had mohawk.

Then thought it is time for a change.

♠

 I am now days M.Bulgakov's "Meister & Margarita".

Too much ahead of most people.

Being revolutionary is heavy burden.

♠

 Being verbally beaten last night,

the next morning always feels you have been hit by a truck.

♠

There is no use for drugs.

The high bloodpressure does the job perfectly.

♠

I take you to a cliff, take a seat beside the bucket and you in it,

in melted form, 'cause Im awsome like that,

and we look how the sun drowns.

Yes, I carry  mah biath Jon in a bucket!.

♠

Started to read a book by Louis P.Pojman:

"Ethics: Discovering Right & Wrong".

♠

A person who is the replacement for a significant other, relative,

or friend that isn't around anymore.

This is me. For the life.

((The nature of substitude person.))

♠

Can I pour candies from your blood, when you do it?.

((To Jeffre Star in Twitter,

when he mentioned something about killing himself.)) 

♠

Wakeing up with mixed up dream early in the morning,

knowing you must go out into the cold, soon.

Obviously, it wasn't a plan.

♠

Can someone shoot me and then burry alive?.

♠

Someone pull the electric impulses out of my brain

and shut down the damn factory.

The noise is too loud!.

Woohoo, for migrens!.

I feel the feeling of dieing dead.

Whole day I have been a zombster.

Wooohooo.

Laters, fluffers.

Imma to bed nao!.