nonii, meie kaua oodatud suvi ongi lõpuks käes, või noh kui seda suveks nimetada saab. nüüd peab hakkama mõtlema ennast kuskile tööle, aga aega on veel. vahepeal suutsime pärnus ära käia, väga super oli kõik. hääletades saime ühte bussi kus sees oli üks väga tore seltskond ja kes nimelt pidasid poissmeesteõhtut, superluks. pärnus käisime ns veel linnas ringi, rääkisime inimestega juttu ja istusime baaris, kokkuvõttes oli kõik väga tore.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
safer to hate her
peas käivad lakkamatult ringi mõtted suvest, kuigi kõige asjalikum oleks vist mõelda kuidas kooli mingil imeväel läbi teeks. oh kool kool, kullakallis piinakamber. miks ei või mu pea töötada hetkedel kui seda tõesti vaja läheks? müstika. pea on lihtsalt full of random thoughts. mõtted suvest, kõigest mida teha võiks ja muid totrusi. hetkel aga olen ma lihtsalt tõesti õnnelik, et teatud inimestega uuesti läbi saan. koolis on taas jälle tore, ei pea tühja passima pidevalt. nv algus oli ka väga super, korraks juhtus väike õnnetus ka, kukkusin huule veriseks aga pole hullu. iga päev kella kuueni õhtul oli ka tore magada hah. koolipäevad elabki üle ainult tänu nädalavahetustele ja headele inimestele, kuigi vahel on tõesti selline tunne et saadaks kõik perse ja oleks omaette, aga no saame hakkama iccicc
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I wanna be drunk when I wake up,
On the right side of the wrong bed,
And never an excuse that I made up,
Tell you the truth that it weren't,
Didn't kill me, yeah it never made me stronger at all,
Love will scare your makeup,
Lip sticks to me and make me lean back here,
I'm sat here, wishing I was sober,
And no i'll never hold you like I used to
But the house gets cold when you cut the heating,
Without you to hold i'll be freezing,
Can't rely on the heart-a-beating,
Cause you take part of it every evening,
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing,
Replace with phrases like 'when you leaving me?'
Should I, Should I,
Maybe I'll get drunk, again
I'll be drunk, again, I'll be drunk, again
To feel a little love.
I wanna hold your heart in both hands,
and watch em fizzle at the bottom of a coke can,
And i've got no plans for the weekend,
So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?
No I know you'll never love me, like you used to
And maybe other people like us,
Will see the flicker of the clipper when they light us,
Flames just create us, burns dont heal like before
You don't hold me anymore
On cold days cold plays out like the bands name
I know i cant heal things with a handshake
You know i can change, as I began saying
You cut me wide open like....
Open bottles of beer but never champagne
Im hear to applaud you with the sound that my hands make
Should I? Should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk, again
I'll be drunk, again, i'll be drunk, again
To feel a little love again...
On the right side of the wrong bed,
And never an excuse that I made up,
Tell you the truth that it weren't,
Didn't kill me, yeah it never made me stronger at all,
Love will scare your makeup,
Lip sticks to me and make me lean back here,
I'm sat here, wishing I was sober,
And no i'll never hold you like I used to
But the house gets cold when you cut the heating,
Without you to hold i'll be freezing,
Can't rely on the heart-a-beating,
Cause you take part of it every evening,
Take words out of my mouth just from breathing,
Replace with phrases like 'when you leaving me?'
Should I, Should I,
Maybe I'll get drunk, again
I'll be drunk, again, I'll be drunk, again
To feel a little love.
I wanna hold your heart in both hands,
and watch em fizzle at the bottom of a coke can,
And i've got no plans for the weekend,
So should we speak then? Keep it between friends?
No I know you'll never love me, like you used to
And maybe other people like us,
Will see the flicker of the clipper when they light us,
Flames just create us, burns dont heal like before
You don't hold me anymore
On cold days cold plays out like the bands name
I know i cant heal things with a handshake
You know i can change, as I began saying
You cut me wide open like....
Open bottles of beer but never champagne
Im hear to applaud you with the sound that my hands make
Should I? Should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk, again
I'll be drunk, again, i'll be drunk, again
To feel a little love again...
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