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[04 Oct 2005|04:41pm] |
stom gekanker. ja, tuurlijk snap ik alles wel, en ik verdien natuurlijk ook niets. maar goed. ik vind het nog steeds stom gekanker.
en trouwens, boos zijn is helemaal niet leuk als je het met niemand kan delen.
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| Private Universe |
[05 Aug 2005|09:37am] |
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[23 Apr 2005|11:02pm] |
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where are the drugs?
I want everyone to fuck off, unless you're willing to call me in the middle of the night on MY mobile. You have my number, if you don't have it, I dont want you and I never will. Gha, I LOVE TO GET FUCKED, I've been loving it since I was a little boy. So where are the drugs? And where is the love? And where can I dance and be seen? How do I know it's my time to go?
Where are the drugs? I've had enough of all the ugly faces biting my ankles. licking my thighs. thrusting the love out of me. I've had enough so where are the drugs? See me flying by. As I die, in the calmness of my regurgitations.
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[03 Apr 2005|07:20pm] |
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sometimes its better to do nothing at all sometimes its better to fade to black sometimes its better to share
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[27 Dec 2004|10:59am] |
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Back to back. Spine Spine. Needle Needle I am fine.
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[10 Nov 2004|11:06am] |
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I'm back kinda. Was snowed under and got like anxious, not my fault, not his fault, no one's fault.
So what is going on boy? Holland is burning, said Dennis. It's true, two schools in two days, bombs and fires. Even in Japan they tell the stories I heard from Vincent. And I, I take another cup of tea, sit back, and try not to burn my tongue/or my hands. I know it's a coward thing to do but he, all I say is through this repeating patterns of my drumprogramming. Minimalistic sound and soul. I ah ah ah ah ah. Oh no here we go again.
I'm terribly behind on tasks.
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[20 Sep 2004|11:13am] |
I lay my hands upon your knees and follow the shapes of your calves. VEER CURVE BEND down till I can crawl inside you . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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[03 Sep 2004|07:28pm] |
Loose-lipped secrets I've seen those birdies chirping Another promise perched on their fragile branches Cradle and all...
We all hide a diary beneath some mattress And someone has slept in my bed Sometimes I get so naked I sing like a canary And I scream out what I shouldn't scream
Some lies last a lifetime They keep our diaries hidden They don't let the whispers slip Between the cracks of the bathroom stalls Or be written on the bathroom walls....
But still I can hear those dirty birds chirp away It's a song I know by heart Sometimes I resent making friends and acquaintances It's a thin veil between us --
Between the bedsprings and the mattress I keep my secrets The ones I can't keep The ones you took from me The ones you scattered with your wings
It was nice to meet you... It was nice to meet you... It was nice to meet you...
-------------------------------------- some situations are impossible.
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| Not here. |
[24 Jun 2004|11:03pm] |
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Lately we've been bad at communicating things over over over. and over. I become to believe, that that there, isn't me
Koes, you know how we always said we would never be alone? I don't know. I don't like you. at all. Things have been bad. And still are, you know, I know you know. Cause in some way you are me.
drown him, I don't need the two over and over over over! You this is really happening. I am alive. My city became dirt. My house became dirt. Talk to me!
That there is not me.
You have to realise without you I wouldn't exsist.
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| A mirror. publicquequeue |
[15 Jun 2004|10:59pm] |
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All is said and All was been done. Undo undo. Erase.my memories. Cause this way I will be easier. And not so angry. And hurted. Say oooooh-ah!
You wish you saw my naked with your own eyes. ( And now I have found my clothes )</center>
but why did you kill them. the melody. maddening cloud.
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| An entry en public. |
[05 Mar 2004|12:32pm] |
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Pride&Fall - Paragon ([:SITD:]-remixxx) |
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Pssht. Let me tell you secrets, on display, or just press play. Or rewind if you want. Nah, All i want. I strife. Do best without elements of contest. Grab my wrist and don't let go. You know. So just so you know I know. Just. No. Yes? I listen while you blow, the seeds in my ear, summer's here again. Forever and ever I seem to fall in love with people far away but that's okay. Koes, what did you say? Nee? Maar ja. Apples.
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| The Exquisite Corpse |
[23 Dec 2003|02:50pm] |
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Tori Amos - Siren |
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 Please join everyone... thank you/merci beaucoup
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