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4 for youKeskiviikko 11.01.2012 22:22

Years have ran out of the window
1
years have fallen asleep
2
years are nowhere to be found
3
years, all those years Ive given to you
4

Old Mr.ClockSunnuntai 08.06.2008 03:30

Oh look at the time, look at the time-
It has been too long.
Oh look at the time, look at the time-
I think I've grown.
Oh look at the time, look at the time-
my mommy's gonna die.
Oh look at the time, look at the time-
I need more what's mine.

BeepKeskiviikko 14.03.2007 01:27

I did something with someone.
We have something together.
E.
Box.
Lets see how long it takes?
Oh Sarah, why did you eat the last cookie?

Three words in a cupMaanantai 19.02.2007 00:17

Thats a good slice!!

SecretTiistai 09.01.2007 23:10

Im not alone anymore :)
Eat three apples in the morning it makes you love bunnies.
Beep.

Climbing up the walls: RadioheadPerjantai 06.10.2006 01:42

I am the key to the lock in your house
that keeps your toys in the basement.
And if you get too far inside:
You'll only see my reflection.

And either way you turn
I'll be there,
Open up your skull
I'll be there,
Climbing up the walls.

It's always best when the light is off,
it's always better on the outside.
Fifteen blows to the back of your head,
Fifteen blows to your mind:
So lock the kids up safe tonight
Shut the eyes in the cupboard.

A real WomanTiistai 05.09.2006 16:19

He makes me whole.
He makes me happy.

Merci Beaucoup-

Never leave lonely aloneLauantai 05.08.2006 05:44

IÂ’ve been waiting for you.
Never found anything else to do,
but waiting for you.
Then:
We all think that we're right.
Too many people say goodbye before they say hello.
Then:
Please don't talk about murder while i'm eating-
It's just a moment of silence i'm needing.
Then:
Don't ask me how i'm doing:
'cause i don't feel like lying.


Shh.Sunnuntai 02.07.2006 04:21

I want none of this.

KidneyPerjantai 02.06.2006 13:07

The sense of cold on my forehead-
cold steal pushing against my thoughts makes me smile.
Only the skull in between stopping everything spreading around the white room.
If I'd pull the trigger, everything I know, knew and will know would be gone in a second.
If I'd pull the trigger there would only be left something dirty with a bad taste.

Yesterday I woke up without a head.

Sometimes I'm having a conversation with my finger.
Right when I'm ready to sleep it starts naging:

"You're anorexic, skinny piece of shit, who can't even sing.
Drown that unborn baby in your uterus and laugh!
You're a cancer, which has to be removed".
The same might go on and on the whole night.
So on a monday morning I cut my finger off.