And another entry
Sunday and I've now done, we want to be in the future something more constructive. I know is not appropriate obs, probably it is totally wrong because I use it to just the whims of some people in the hands of play, but if it is something that I did wrong I would like to apologize for (If only for the nerves), true to the motto: one should first tackle of his own nose
Since MSN is apparently really dead to me and also refuses to run for re-installing trillian I'll try it out in the hope it to the old Contacts come to ... Kouga has certainly made me hope that MSN might be only temporary failure (especially since I am also absolutely not the fault-oo)
If this does not work .... I have a problem I'm afraid: /
ihrgendwie but can also resolve in doubt again I hope ... I've still ind Skype ICQ, because even if I have too many non on the list so far ...
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
How Much Does A Will Cost
Shattered
What should I write what I have not already written? What should I look for words to describe my inner being, when no one listens?
Once again I am tired ... no, not again I fall now in my pointless whining, because that will not change the fact ... it is beyond my power.
In my power is only to save myself ...
Is it so difficult to understand the meaning of words? No, I simply think it's up to something quite different
Like a square in a circle
eck, I always return to
although I know for a long time
that I can never change
what will change because the niemlas
poor remains
and yet the sun appears again
shit no matter what happened
I can not change it ... I will not change it anymore. Sometimes you take things as they are - learn from them and get over it, no matter how hard it is.
It is not really something to me now, even though it hurts me ... I've been kicking enough.
this fight I give up now, I can not win it alone ...
come Maybe one day recognize the ...
The only tragic thing is the aftertaste, which remains ... who go away, and poison, not only the source from which it came, but everything around it ...
trust? What else?
once again has shown that just means to open oneself to the Attack to reveal. Maybe I'm
hard to bear as I am - proud and complicated - probably it's up to myself and I'm too stubborn to give to this world to me to walk, just to be accepted. I can and will pay me for that I must deny ourselves and the price, so easy. I'm not saying that it is only because of other, no, that would be a pretty stupid illusion. Deli used here once a very apt quotation for itself, "for who could ever learn to love a beast" ...
It changes nothing ... I remain on as I was - am still looking because I can not be different as I have no - with open ears and hopefully open view me about to kill himself ... I've tried it and it does not work, because basically I do not want it.
"If you can take any form, why do not you look like the one in wähkst normal?" "Because it should not be necessary ..."
Something has changed ... a tiny little bit - something that apparently eludes the understanding of the other anyway - does not matter in what kind ...
I'm there when you need me ... no matter what, no matter when. If I can I'll be there ... nothing changes ... nothing
still a less theatrical note: my MSN has completely failed ... will probably have to reinstall ...
What should I write what I have not already written? What should I look for words to describe my inner being, when no one listens?
Once again I am tired ... no, not again I fall now in my pointless whining, because that will not change the fact ... it is beyond my power.
In my power is only to save myself ...
Is it so difficult to understand the meaning of words? No, I simply think it's up to something quite different
Like a square in a circle
eck, I always return to
although I know for a long time
that I can never change
what will change because the niemlas
poor remains
and yet the sun appears again
shit no matter what happened
I can not change it ... I will not change it anymore. Sometimes you take things as they are - learn from them and get over it, no matter how hard it is.
It is not really something to me now, even though it hurts me ... I've been kicking enough.
this fight I give up now, I can not win it alone ...
come Maybe one day recognize the ...
The only tragic thing is the aftertaste, which remains ... who go away, and poison, not only the source from which it came, but everything around it ...
trust? What else?
once again has shown that just means to open oneself to the Attack to reveal. Maybe I'm
hard to bear as I am - proud and complicated - probably it's up to myself and I'm too stubborn to give to this world to me to walk, just to be accepted. I can and will pay me for that I must deny ourselves and the price, so easy. I'm not saying that it is only because of other, no, that would be a pretty stupid illusion. Deli used here once a very apt quotation for itself, "for who could ever learn to love a beast" ...
It changes nothing ... I remain on as I was - am still looking because I can not be different as I have no - with open ears and hopefully open view me about to kill himself ... I've tried it and it does not work, because basically I do not want it.
"If you can take any form, why do not you look like the one in wähkst normal?" "Because it should not be necessary ..."
Something has changed ... a tiny little bit - something that apparently eludes the understanding of the other anyway - does not matter in what kind ...
I'm there when you need me ... no matter what, no matter when. If I can I'll be there ... nothing changes ... nothing
still a less theatrical note: my MSN has completely failed ... will probably have to reinstall ...
Monday, May 29, 2006
Nadine Jensen On The Beach
Darkness ...
Every now and then Vice ' I found
that I can not laugh about things I used to
was funny
Now and then I notice that I also
is no human need and prefer
'm all alone
but the pain and somehow so sweetly
familiar
I've got used to it
so lacking the last consequence
even the little bit of courage and
the paradoxical anger
is
drowned in the dream of the shitty lightness of appearance
Now and then I realize that everything else
has become
it seems that there once was
Sometimes I feel that I
the sun no longer
wieil I like the bright light is no longer profitable
but the pain is sweet as sugar
and somehow so familiar
I've got used to it
so lacking the last consequence
even the little bit of courage and the paradoxical
anger in the dream is
drowned by the lightness of appearance shitty
Like a square in a circle
eck, I always return to
although I know that I have long
can never change
what will change because niemlas
the bad is always
and yet the sun appears again
shit no matter what happens Always
wieder stell ich fest
dass das hin und wieder immer
öfter ständig ist
Here I am, bounded in blood
No escape 'til the darkness will fall
I hear them scream, hear them cry
Slaves and shadows ... caged in this twilight
Somewhere inside, you will hear this sound
You will understand what turns me inside out
Will you hear me calling
You will fear the nature of evil
Will you see me screaming
You will fear the nature of evil
Will you hear me calling
Ooh oh
The nature of evil
In the room, cold as a grave
I pray for rescue but no one cares
Exposed the truth, raised up from the dead
This curse has left a part in my head
I'm out here alone ... in the darkest wasteland
In deepest trouble, a stranded man
Baby hear me calling
The nature of evil
Yes, I'm out in this wasteland...
And I'm facing the truth
A stranded soul prays for mercy
But God don't wanna know
Will you hear me calling
Ooh yeah
The nature of evil
Here I am, bounded in blood
No escape 'til the darkness will fall
The nature of evil
Every now and then Vice ' I found
that I can not laugh about things I used to
was funny
Now and then I notice that I also
is no human need and prefer
'm all alone
but the pain and somehow so sweetly
familiar
I've got used to it
so lacking the last consequence
even the little bit of courage and
the paradoxical anger
is
drowned in the dream of the shitty lightness of appearance
Now and then I realize that everything else
has become
it seems that there once was
Sometimes I feel that I
the sun no longer
wieil I like the bright light is no longer profitable
but the pain is sweet as sugar
and somehow so familiar
I've got used to it
so lacking the last consequence
even the little bit of courage and the paradoxical
anger in the dream is
drowned by the lightness of appearance shitty
Like a square in a circle
eck, I always return to
although I know that I have long
can never change
what will change because niemlas
the bad is always
and yet the sun appears again
shit no matter what happens Always
wieder stell ich fest
dass das hin und wieder immer
öfter ständig ist
Here I am, bounded in blood
No escape 'til the darkness will fall
I hear them scream, hear them cry
Slaves and shadows ... caged in this twilight
Somewhere inside, you will hear this sound
You will understand what turns me inside out
Will you hear me calling
You will fear the nature of evil
Will you see me screaming
You will fear the nature of evil
Will you hear me calling
Ooh oh
The nature of evil
In the room, cold as a grave
I pray for rescue but no one cares
Exposed the truth, raised up from the dead
This curse has left a part in my head
I'm out here alone ... in the darkest wasteland
In deepest trouble, a stranded man
Baby hear me calling
The nature of evil
Yes, I'm out in this wasteland...
And I'm facing the truth
A stranded soul prays for mercy
But God don't wanna know
Will you hear me calling
Ooh yeah
The nature of evil
Here I am, bounded in blood
No escape 'til the darkness will fall
The nature of evil
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Brazilian Wax Next To Schiphol Airport
xarox @ 2006-05-28T13: 10:00
Donnerstag...X-Men läuft im Kino an. Ich hatte mich schon die ganze Woche tierisch drauf gefreut und was ist? W. und A. waren schon drinnen...ohne my hyena and me * grmph *
Well, after some rumgezicke my hand, we are instead in the late showing of Silent Hill to admit and I have to, it was not as grottig as expected, but all in all quite well, apart from the cruel real bad start, something to the open end, the standing jumps (which belong to my taste only at the beginning and end) and the slightly cloned from looking Viehchern.
was the evening that is still very successful. X-Men I'll do that then probably next weekend along with Lan and the Yen, the Lan has decided so far it works to come to us. ^ ^
I'm quite happy with it lately as it is with my pictures running. Apparently they komen quite well and that makes me very happy, after work I've put into it.
a completely different thing that I am deeply amused by the naivety (to put it mildly) of a WR users ... oh yes, always refreshing fiddling such people's opinion can, especially if they themselves to ridicule and even in a somewhat foul language fall ..... very funny, I gesapnnt if he * * hungrygrin
answers as to forget even the pinpricks fats that lurk everywhere
Donnerstag...X-Men läuft im Kino an. Ich hatte mich schon die ganze Woche tierisch drauf gefreut und was ist? W. und A. waren schon drinnen...ohne my hyena and me * grmph *
Well, after some rumgezicke my hand, we are instead in the late showing of Silent Hill to admit and I have to, it was not as grottig as expected, but all in all quite well, apart from the cruel real bad start, something to the open end, the standing jumps (which belong to my taste only at the beginning and end) and the slightly cloned from looking Viehchern.
was the evening that is still very successful. X-Men I'll do that then probably next weekend along with Lan and the Yen, the Lan has decided so far it works to come to us. ^ ^
I'm quite happy with it lately as it is with my pictures running. Apparently they komen quite well and that makes me very happy, after work I've put into it.
a completely different thing that I am deeply amused by the naivety (to put it mildly) of a WR users ... oh yes, always refreshing fiddling such people's opinion can, especially if they themselves to ridicule and even in a somewhat foul language fall ..... very funny, I gesapnnt if he * * hungrygrin
answers as to forget even the pinpricks fats that lurk everywhere
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