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jo men visst mår ja bra...

Av Lowe - 11 mars 2012 23:38

kill me, kill me slowly. kill all the joy that I still have.
let me suffer one last time .. just one last time before I go to hell.

Jo jag mår bra.. bra som fan. allt e helt underbart.

right!

jag ler ju för i helvete, då e det ju en självklarhet att allt e bra.

ni som inte tror mig blunda då förihelvete och låssas.

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bury my life..

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Av Lowe - 9 mars 2012 09:15

I stifle my tears and my screams.
I spit in my Opinion, and the little pleasure that I still have.
bury my life.
I threw away those things that makes me to who i am.

I will never be good enough, right?
I will never be good enough or smart enough.
Will never be as good good grades as you wish or be sufficiently sweet to sit atyour events,
I'm not terribly smart and certainly not beautiful.
My ratings are bad, I do not have the same style as you ..
I do not listen to some dance bands and not a single ballad.
I let the metal fill my head with screaming vocals and heaviness and roar.
but it does not make me into a fool? or does it?
I andvänder no floral dress and I have no silk blond hair.
I do not sit and smile and listen to things I do not understand any of.
I say whatever the hell I like and what I think. I do not sit and smile and pretendthat I understand what you say and find what you're talking about as interestingonly because it is what you expect, or because you're standing here beside meat the moment ...

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now and forever?

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Av Lowe - 28 februari 2012 13:38

You said you loved me, now and forever ..

I was going to leave everything, just to get you back ..

How could I be so blind that I didn't understand..

that ''forever'' as you called it, would end this quickly.

so I beg you do not say anything that you've forgotten tomorrow.

do not let me to believe that I have a choice, when I don't.

do not tell me that I've time to think, when time has already run out.

do not tell me you figured out what you want and what you feel ..

When you don't stand there and show that you really meant what you just said ..

do not say you'll stay with me here, when you already started to walk away.

do not look at me and say you are sorry, for you have nothing to be sorry.

...because I don't exist, not anymore.

Never say you love me again, because you don't, and you never did.

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Don't...

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Av Lowe - 22 februari 2012 02:36

MONSTER.

Jag.. jag tror på monster och rymdvarelser och pirater och häxor,

troll och små Minimojer. jag tror även på spöken, och pysslingar, Träsktroll å Buddha ,Peter Pan,

och jag tror på att Nangijala finns.

Åså tror jag återigen på monster ifrån yttre-rymden!!..

ja det tror ja på.

Jag har idag lyckats ramla. jag skulle hoppa på en plastflaska som låg på isen vilket ja inte tänkte på, så hoppade på den som en galning.. Tills den gled undan och jag slog mig sönder och samman på asfalten.. låg asgarvandes på marken och tyckte extremt synd om mig själv. skrapade upp hela benet och handen... och nu är både hand fan och benet svullet, Precis som en fet.. Boll

Synd om mig alltså!