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~~SataniC][AngeL~~
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Meeeeen...
det er ik forsent at vende om endnu...
bare skynd dig...
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Nårh men så kan du da få lidt info om mig...
Navn: kært barn har mange navne...
Nick: ~~SataniC][AngeL~~ bruger jeg mest...
Fødselsdag: 7 Oktober...
Stjernetegn: ja det betyder jo så at jeg er vægt...
Alder: 20...
Status: Kæreste
Tobaksforbrug: ryger så meget at selv en skorsten er misundelig...
Bopæl: Nyborg...
Hobby: alt der nærmer sig mine hænder i det kreative...
(musik...tegne...male...skrive...osv]...
Der kommer mere senere...
~~*Funeral Blues*~~
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the wihte necks of the puplic doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and my West
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: Put out every one;
Pack up the moon and mismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W.H.Auden.
~~*Last Resort*~~
Cut my life into pieces
This is my last resort,
Suffocation no Breathing
Don't give a fuck if i cut my arm bleeding.
This is my last resort
Cut my life into pieces
I've reached my last resort
Suffocation no Breathing
Don't give a fuck if i cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if i die pleading
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight,
Chances are that i might
Mudilation outa sight
And I'm contimplating suicide
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I never realized I was spread too thin
Till it was too late and I was empty within
Hungry, feeding on my chaos and living in sin
Downward spiral, where do I begin
It all started when I lost my mother
No love for myself and No love for another
Searching to find a love upon a higher level
Finding nothing but Questions and Devils
'Cause I'm losing my sight, losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I'm fine
Nothing's alright, nothing is fine
I'm running and I'm crying
I...C a n't...g o...o n...l i v i n g...t h i s...w a y!!!
Hilsen AK.