Just like being with friends. Approach me anytime. I like company even kun bad mood ko. ^^
Happy gid ya...almost perme ah. Don't forget the almost. Too sad when sad. K? K.
You are pure goodness. As an angel you are always willing
to help others, and are particularly adept at understanding
others' concerns. You are a great friend to have!
You have a crush on someone! Crushing is a bit different than love,
but it feels like almost the same thing. You think of that
special person constantly, and your heart is full of hope
and anticipation. Good luck to you!
Your last sight will be your own air bubbles rising to a distant water
surface. Morbid, I know! But also romantic! Drowning, whether in a bathtub or
in the expansive ocean, is a classic way to go.
A poem from the heart,
Never heard before.
In the deepest part,
From the darkness' core.
What lies there,
What is felt.
Where no one care,
And fantasy melt.
Where tears begin,
And pains emerge.
Where evil twin,
Enters and merge.
No knowledge,
Of how to cope.
No dosage,
On how to hope.
On the spot,
Dark words grow.
Will not rot,
Or neither will go.
Rooted up,
Tight and bled.
From tainted words,
That I have said.
To the skull,
From the heart.
They share the thoughts,
Unapart.
What I've said,
Leave behind.
Or it will bend,
And twist your mind.
A Relaxcape
A wonderful, cold and peaceful night,
As pouring raindrops drop by.
Stay in silence and fade out the light,
And abandon your problems with a sigh.
Rest your walkers, that never stop supporting,
Close your view and think of joy and glee.
Don't deny the sensation arising,
There's still too much to see.
Feel the wavy ambience that passes through your touch,
Remember all the happiness.
Breathe in with feelings too much,
To lighten up and fill the emptiness.
Ease the tension and pulse,
Enjoy the warm moonlight essence.
Be free from invisible walls,
And let your minutes, turn to moments...
Let's sit..
Let's talk...
One moment, One Nescafe...
Haha...
Gandalopia
There was once a girl named "Gandalopia"
Which meant beautiful flower in their country.
Her mother was Ganda Farmenia,
While her father was Lopius Siganpatry.
She liked a lot of boys as she grew,
Same they did to her.
She wanted a boy to make a crew,
Of little children from inside her.
So one by one, they lined up for her,
and brought gifts to have chance as suitor.
They gave her rings, diamonds and pads for shoulder,
One even sang loud while others gave fur.
At last, one dashing man came out,
Carrying wood and hammer.
With a charming smile, he gave a shout,
And instantly fell in love with her.
Gandalopia said, "Prove how nice you are,
In order I'll marry you!,
How many have I chosen so far?
None! So be careful too!".
"I am Drapunas Tapanyei,
And I am a Canadian carpenter.
I can prove that I'm nice, ei,
And to this, I do not falter".
"I have made houses,
For five thousand unfortunate people.
In combat, I have prowess,
Mess with me and I won't be your idol.
Gandalopia instantly fell in love,
With the smiling man in front of her.
And for each other men, she gave a shove,
For she has finally found her sir.
Clash
Green field visible to the eye,
birds flying in the sky,
rocks begin to shake and shiver,
beats are heard, prepare for macabre.
Men in silver begin to march,
opposite sides prepare for impale.
sky, fantastic and magnificent as starch,
turns to darkness, full of hail.
Feet on each side sprinting about,
loud as thunder, they ran into doom,
bearing weapons and armor in one route,
directly to hell, where demons loom.
Storm darkens the battle,
men with lust collide.
knights fall from saddle,
curse on their last ride.
Men stab and slash,
hands tear and kill.
Blades create gash,
and pain, they have to feel.
Men kept fighting,
pounding, crushing bones.
They never stop killing,
decapitation with stones.
Penetrating, mutilating,
sword through chest, soldiers falling.
Dissecting, quick as lightning,
numbers decrease, soldiers fearing.
No survivor in the end,
nor man in silver stand upright.
so this story I send,
the man who slept and saw the fight.
Freak, Foe or The Father?
There was a guy,
not understandable.
For he looked like a Thai,
Married to Barnie Rubble.
He is really weird,
In so many ways.
He even has a beard,
Smeared with mayonnaise.
He is has no hair,
Full of despair.
Once he is adored,
You will get bored.
You can say he is corny,
For the corn in his feet are many.
He likes to eat pastry,
and hangs out with a sissy.
He has long ears,
full of hair and pills.
and you know what he fears?
Missing snack meals.
He has three fingers,
Found on his chin.
He drinks sanding sealers,
To him, it's not a sin!
Yes, you may laugh,
You may think it's funny.
Isn't life rough,
When no one calls you honey?
No friends in life,
To love and play with every time.
No family nor wife,
No goal nor purpose to earn a dime.
Ignore the differences,
To prevent tragedy.
Substitute strike for caress,
For God may be anybody.
Geist and Morbidity
My hand TWIsted the Knob,
My heart POUNDING in feaR
As I entered aNd hearD tHe SOB,
of Phelos EstoNeEr.
She quiTe hAd a Brutal HiSTory,
KiLling men and HERself in the END
VIctims SCREAM from every Story,
InSide the VerY HOUSE, I Stand.
Black ShadoWs sliP acCROSS,
White SilHoueTTeS cry in VAIN
In my HAND i held thE crosS,
aS i stTePpeD On BLOODstain.
TEARs bEgAn to SLIde aND dRIP,
mY fEEt BEGan to PouND
THen beGan MY MORbid Trip,
To tHe EXit juST AroUND.
ARMs and LEGs HANGing on The WALL,
BLEEDing boDIES wraPPed In PlaSTIC
hangING HOOKs in EverY HaLL,
pArTs imPALEd on eVEry STaKe.
DRIPping BLOOD from the CEILing,
My EYES STaRED as FAST as tHey COuLd
DEMONic reD EYEs, MoUTH GRINning,
mY HAiR JusT QUICKly STOod.
SHE aTe my HAND and SlIcEd My bACK,
She STABbed my CHEST and TORE my CaPE
At lOng LaSt, my BREATH lackED,
as i tRIed to ESCA...
Japajidjah
Oooh! Japajidjah,
walking all the way to China.
Carrying with him one mop,
and water! Only one drop?
He walked all the way with one foot,
with his nose touching his belly button.
His favorite pleasurable snack is soot,
and scratches his ass with passion.
"Dilly Dong Dada", his favorite song,
singing aloud while wearing a thong.
Using the mop to clean his foot,
The droplet of water for his "toot!!!"
He rides the rabbit to cross the sea,
and bites the trees to mark his path.
While hopping, he loves to pee,
He solves the grass, as if it were math???
At last! He reached the place,
the one in his dreams and ambitions.
With determination, he picks up the pace,
and begins to perform circumcissions.
god blessss.......tc always
sef, bLated haPpy bday!!
pEe burthdei seFfie..!
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mbal'an nLa na kron nga aq ni ghandLe..
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cnxahi lng wla dan ubrahon...
nxt tym ipabaLo q gd cmo..
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