torsdag 28 oktober 2010

...feeling dead ...

...like yesterday..

sover få timmar och dom timmar jag sover sover jag dåligt. så jkla less att alltid frysa. today.. not a greeejt day.. inte ens nice.

just wanna lay me down on a bed of roses.

mannen med rösten som bara ger uttryck för all pain man känner ibland. zakk wylde





and one more for the road..


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you hear what i say?

the best part of us slowly dies if no one really believes they exist. what remains is just shadows of memories and the cold ashes of trust and beliefs.

hell isnt a pit full of demons
poking your flesh with a stick
its an endless dinnerparty with
all the people you just cant stand
and really hate.