Gjest Lunis Skrevet 19. desember 2009 #1 Skrevet 19. desember 2009 Jeg har ikke for vane å skrive under gjestenicket simpelthen fordi jeg står for det jeg mener. De ekstremt få gangene jeg gjør det er det ikke i Samliv og Relasjoner, for å si det sånn. Mange av dere kommer sikkert til å tro at jeg er fullstendig klin kokkos nå, og det må dere gjerne. Ville ikke vært første gangen isåfall! Jeg har bare seriøst behov for en real utblåsning nå, for ellers kommer hodet mitt til å eksplodere veldig snart! Så mange tanker, så mye lite konstruktiv hjerneaktivitet. (Ja, det skal stå mye og lite rett etter hverandre!) Herrejesus. Hvis du finnes, skal jeg gi hjernen min til forskningen. Jeg vil være en zombieengel. Here goes nothing. What you see is what you know and what you know is what you breathe Take this time to remember, to unravel, to justify your needs, your point of existance Take this time to pinpoint what this life means, what this life will become Point your fingers at the man in the cloth, point your finger at me Shake your hips, your ass, plug your nose and down we go on three I wanna sink to the bottom with you and what I know is what I breathe The God with the gun at the top of your temple is crying out in despair The gun is running red hot steam and we all know your royal blood is blue Blue as your continous monday, repeating itself over and over again Everyone is the same, salamanders everywhere, primitive and watching you Your veins are crawling with the stuff, snails, snakes, green and slimy creatures Point your fingers at the man in the cloth, point your finger at me Shake your hips, your ass, plug your nose and down we go on three I wanna sink to the bottom with you and what I know is what I breathe Do you want to go to the groceries, do you want to buy some candy? I could be your boyfriend now and you could be my girl Together, happy happy, we could walk hand in hand and smile forever more Yeeeeah, yeah! Life is easy, life is great, if you see it with salamander eyes Point your fingers at the man in the cloth, point your finger at me Shake your hips, your ass, plug your nose and down we go on three I wanna sink to the bottom with you and what I know is what I breathe What I know is what I breathe and I aint wanna breathe no more I just wanna swim in the water and be as happy as can be But I can't swim when my good heart is rotten to the core You know, you know, you know....this doesn't affect you But you know, you know, you know.... someday it will too
Gjest NewMonkey Skrevet 19. desember 2009 #2 Skrevet 19. desember 2009 Jeg tror ikke at du er klin kokos
Gjest Gjest_Kvinne_* Skrevet 20. desember 2009 #3 Skrevet 20. desember 2009 Du er for tiden meget ulykkelig. Du har valget. Grip dagen
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