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What is this Shart you speak of?

Tuesday, 9 November 2004

Fuck....
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Metallica.
I cant take it...........................

Posted by scary/abortband at 7:38 PM EAST
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Tuesday, 2 November 2004

Holy Shit Banana's!!
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Clicking of the fan
Well the time has come sooner then later but
now it is here, but for how long you ask?
Well thats just none of your business you
nosy bunch of pricks, now i?m sorry i dont
mean to be rude....it?s just that all the
time in the world is in our hands but not
for long, because the time of the world is
ending sooner then later, but just maybe
there will be someone to save us from the
timeless crime, one man will rescue us from
the horror within the box of time that will
only end with the death of the hero of time
that will die soon, when you ask,
I can tell you; ?soon?.
Now, we all know the story of the
holy shit banana?s, you dont?
okay let me tell you, the story
with the holy shit banana?s
is really odd, but true.....well it all
started back in 1769 when the the preist
from Wallacha Catholic Church, one day,
realised that banana?s could be a replacement
for a penis......well, the preist?s lover,
of which was a man, went on a
holiday.....well naturally the preist
became horny, like most preists are.....
well, he picked up a banana
and shoved it right his arse.......thats the
story of the holy shit banana?s, not very
common these days because preist are after
somthing smaller then a banana......10 year
old boys cocks is the new phase.......
Anyway this concludes the pointless point
of pointing that kills a fairy from the
heaven of the ramond death club.....thank you Goodnight.

Posted by scary/abortband at 11:07 PM EAST
Updated: Tuesday, 2 November 2004 11:14 PM EAST
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Yep, bored.
psychological nightmare
Psychological Nightmare


What sort of Nightmare are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

Posted by scary/abortband at 10:56 PM EAST
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Sunday, 31 October 2004

Ah sigh......
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Faint sound of Australian Idol
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!!!!!

Posted by scary/abortband at 7:46 PM EAST
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Sunday, 24 October 2004

Yep...
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: Fucken Nothing....
Yeah, fuck.....

Posted by scary/abortband at 9:12 PM EADT
Updated: Sunday, 24 October 2004 9:14 PM EADT
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Tuesday, 19 October 2004

Quiz
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: The faint sound of the comptuer fan, & the rain.
Take the quiz: "Which Metallica member are you?"

James Hetfield
Hell Yeah! James Hetfield! Stunning voice and good taste of music! perfect!

Posted by scary/abortband at 12:03 AM EADT
Updated: Tuesday, 19 October 2004 1:29 PM EADT
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Friday, 15 October 2004

Pure Fucking Hatred
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Chimaira

I have told you things neeed to change
You never listened or came to my aid
The vicious cycle has not changed
My time's spent rearranged

Motherfuck it all
I can't stand this
Remember when I said
Everyone makes me sick
Well nothing has changed

I hate everyone

This vicious cycle still remains
Constant clusterfuck, bloodstains
Ignorance, you kill for God
Expression not allowed

You fucked it up
With your motherfucking games
Remember when I said
I was so ashamed
Well nothing has changed

You have to
Pick and choose your fights
You have to
Come out alive

I have told you things neeed to change
You never listened or came to my aid
The vicious cycle has not changed
My judgment fades away

You'll never change me
Remember we are through
I am staying here
To betray all of you
And nothing will change

Posted by scary/abortband at 5:03 PM EADT
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Meh
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: In Flames - Cloud Connected
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck
FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck

Posted by scary/abortband at 1:10 PM EADT
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Monday, 20 September 2004

Yep....
Mood:  down
Now Playing: Opeth

To Bid You Farewell

I am awaiting the sunrise
Gazing modestly through the coldest morning
Once it came you lied
Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops

I stand motionless
In a parade of falling rain
You voice I cannot hear
As I am falling again

Devotion eludes
And in sadness I lumber
In my own ashes I am standing without a soul
She wept and whispered: "I know..."

We walked into the night
Am I to bid you farewell?

Why can't you see that I try
When every tear I shed
Is for you?

Posted by scary/abortband at 9:39 PM EADT
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Thursday, 26 August 2004

Fuck this song....
Mood:  sad
Now Playing: My Immortal
(Theres no emoticon for my emotion, what a rip off)

+BROKEN+
I wanted to know, I love the way you laugh
I want to hold you high, and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph, and I know it serves me well
I want to hold you high, and steal your pain.

'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.

You gotta win, you don't feel me anymore.

The worst is over now, and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, and steal my pain away
There is so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high, and steal your pain.

'Coz Im broken, when I'm open
And I feel like that I'm strong enough
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.

'Coz I'm broken, when I'm open
And I don't feel like that I'm strong enough
'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.

'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away.

'Coz I'm broken, when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone.

You gotta win, you don't feel me anymore.

Posted by scary/abortband at 9:55 PM EADT
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