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I cant take it...........................
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Tuesday, 9 November 2004 Mood: Now Playing: Metallica. I cant take it........................... Tuesday, 2 November 2004 Mood: 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 Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Sunday, 31 October 2004 Mood: Now Playing: Faint sound of Australian Idol Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!!!!! Sunday, 24 October 2004 Mood: Now Playing: Fucken Nothing.... Yeah, fuck.....
Posted by scary/abortband at 9:12 PM EADT
Updated: Sunday, 24 October 2004 9:14 PM EADT Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Tuesday, 19 October 2004 Mood: 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 Post Comment | Permalink | Share This Post Friday, 15 October 2004 Mood: 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 Mood: Now Playing: In Flames - Cloud Connected FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuck Monday, 20 September 2004 Mood: 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? Thursday, 26 August 2004 Mood: 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. |