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[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 27.10.2008 23:34

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[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 23.09.2008 22:00

VIHREÄ PIENI N.10cm KORKEA PUPU ON KADONNUT!

xDKeskiviikko 11.06.2008 00:12

Did she say trouble?
Yes she did.
Well you'd better prepare for trouble,
I'm in pink so make it double.
To save the world from devestation,
To unite all people in our nation.
To prenaunce evil, truth and love,
to extend our reach to stars above.
Jessie, James.
Team rocket blasts of with the speed of light.
Surrender now or prepare to fight.
Miau, that's right!

[Ei aihetta]Lauantai 17.05.2008 03:35

We're gonna have a wonderful tea party
and YOU are NOT invited!

[Ei aihetta]Perjantai 18.04.2008 01:34

ROY, THE TOXIC BOY

To those of us who knew him
-his friends-
we called him Roy.
To ohters he was known
as that horrible Toxic Boy.
He loved ammonia and asbestos,
and lots of cigarette smoke.
What he breathed in for air
would make most people choke!

His favourite toy
was a can of aerosol spray
he'd sit quietly and shake it,
and spray it all day.
He'd stand inside of the garage
in the early-morning frost,
waiting for the car to start
and fill him with exhaust.

The one and only time
I ever saw Toxic Boy cry
was when some sodium chloride
got into his eye.

One day for fresh air
they put him in the garden.
His face went deathly pale
and his body began to harden.
The final gasp of his short life
was sickly with despair.
Whoever thought that you could die
from breathing outdoor air?

As Roy's soul left his body,
we all said a silent prayer.
It drifted up to heaven
and left a hole in the ozone layer.

-Tim Burton-

[Ei aihetta]Tiistai 15.04.2008 23:28

excuse me while i kill myself.

[Ei aihetta]Maanantai 07.04.2008 18:28

As I
Walked away
Heard them say
"Poisoned hearts will never change"
And I fell apart
Turned away
In disgrace
Felt the chill upon my face
With eyes lowered
I walked away

[Ei aihetta]Lauantai 29.03.2008 21:41

Kohtalo tuoksuu tomulle ja öisille
kirjastoille.

Hän ei jätä jalanjälkiä.

Hän ei heitä varjoa.

Ja sitten on kuolema...