I'm Sick Of ThisI’m sick of you saying that you care Then never being there I’m sick of you saying I love you Then treating me like I have the flu I hate they way you show me off in front of your mates Then never taking me out on datesI'm Sick Of This
I’m sick of the way you treat me like a queen Then act like I’m not clean I’m sick of you using me, And thinking that I’ll sting you like a bee
So that’s it its now the end Your not going to drive me around the bend Coz your now out of my life I’ve had enough of this strife So goodbye for good You should of loved me like I k
Will You Save Me?I sat there in the silence thinking, I had done everything that needed to be done but one thing stayed in my mind preventing me from what I wanted so badly to do. And of course it was you.Will You Save Me?
You the man of my dreams, the man of my nightmares.
I planned this for many weeks as everything in my world collapsed around me. Everything, everything except for you. You’re the one thing I tried to ignore, masquerade around you but you wouldn’t let me go. So it’s your fault I’m sitting here wondering what if, waiting to see. I wrote a letter to you saying what I planned to do, writing the time on it giving you 1 hour to fi
He's MineAs soon as I saw him, I knew I loved him. That sounds really corny doesn’t it, but that’s how it was. He walked into our class, the "new kid", and sat down next to me. I introduced myself as soon as our teacher shut up (which for the record took 20 mins, man can he talk). And we talked and kind of worked. And that’s what we did all day and the next and the next. We talked everyday in every class and we instantly became mates. Until one day he came round to my house as he had done many times before, except this time he was drenched. He didn’t have a car so he walked everywhere and only 5 mins ago it had started to pour down. So I said hi and wHe's Mine
virgin eyesYou sit there and judge me Say I can’t look at you, with my virgin eyes But it should be me judging you Coz my eyes don’t tell no liesvirgin eyes
Your eyes say your sweet And that you care But I no that they don’t And that they will never share
So my baby Next time you say youre here just stop
coz i need sum1 that will b there
with virgin eyes
Noticed?Have you ever noticed...Noticed?
...that no one seems to be there when you NEED them to be?
...that no matter what you do, some things are impossible to explain?
...that for every bit of kindness you show, it seems to come back to you as pain?
...that you can be alone, even in a room full of people?
...that the longer you wait for people to let you down, the worse it seems to be?
...that things can be spoken, screamed, and repeated until you're blue in the face, and still people just don't "GET IT"!
...that silence and lonliness go hand in hand?
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What you are to meWhat you are to meWhat you are to me
---- Your my rose in this concret world, You were there for me and chased away all my pain Made me laugh when I never thought I would again,
Your my light through this never ending darkness, You were the one that dried away my tears and told me it was all okay Told me life was good and there would be always another day
Your my warmth when the winters snow first falls, You were the only one that saw me through the person I tired to be The only one that I wanted to kiss away my pain and see me for me
Your my stary
Dear you----Dear you
Dear you.. I`m sorry I was the problem. Sorry you couldnt be the solution.
I`m sorry I wasnt good enough. This is the best I can be, even without all this commotion. I`m sorry my life isnt simple. That the best I can do is fake the same old smile. I`m sorry I told you I loved you. I guess you didnt want my love, even for a little while. I`m sorry things turned out the way they did. Sorry you had to lie about forever. I`m sorry about the things I have said. For the words that I still hide. I`m sorry for the anger I hold inside. That this was just one big e
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=Powaqqatsi:
A sorcerer life, an entity, a way of life that consumes the life forces of other beings in order to further it's own.
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The passionate temptation of the soul sleeps within my eyes.
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Gir: I wanna be a mongoose
Zim: your going to be a dog
Gir: can i be a Mongoose dog
self:
I lost her with a socially un-acceptable deed, maybe I can get her back with one.
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Life Is A Constant Struggle Against The Weeds
- i think i need a betta weed killer then
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Life Is A Constant Struggle Against The Weeds
- i think i need a betta weed killer then
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Photography is a passion, i've only just realised.
Photography passion at its best...
Gilad Benari
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Life Is A Constant Struggle Against The Weeds
- i think i need a betta weed killer then
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Photography is a passion, i've only just realised.
Photography passion at its best...
Gilad Benari
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