One of my friends went over seas, changed alot and now doesnt care about much else except for herself. Making her gay :)

lolerz this chick in D&P negged me because i told her that her jokes were lame.

actually that makes her a typical girl :confusion: =\

which?

Oh, I thought you meant your friend went overseas, changed and became gay in the sexual orientation way. :p

That sucks though.

[QUOTE]You Must Spread Some blah blah blah TheBigMachine again.[/QUOTE]


Anyways, Night/Morning.

:wave:

Adios.

Lolerz thanks Justin your a good lad :thumb:

Adios.

[QUOTE=Permanent Solution]actually that makes her a typical girl :confusion: =\

which?[/QUOTE]

Yes it does, on second thought.

jo. she used to post here, and her and dave would fight lolerz it was funny.

[QUOTE=TheBigMachine;13943449]
Yes it does, on second thought.

jo. she used to post here, and her and dave would fight lolerz it was funny.[/QUOTE]
:girl hater: hehe

i don't think i remember her, sn? =\

Eh I cant remember, it was only a brief stay...I think she was using midori.

oh....that at least looks familiar...

Yis...

Hmmm currently digging last.fm, what a marvellous invention it is.

midori....midol....connection?

...maybe...

<.<
>.>

lolz

totally

Heaaaddddache...And it's a bad one too...Not one of the ones I normally have..It's the kind that's supposed to kill people.

[QUOTE=TheBigMachine;13943449]

jo. she used to post here, and her and dave would fight lolerz it was funny.[/QUOTE]Oh noez...Not Jo :(

/Is sad :(

[QUOTE=TheBigMachine;13943449]Lolerz thanks Justin your a good lad :thumb:

Adios.



Yes it does, on second thought.

jo. she used to post here, and her and dave would fight lolerz it was funny.[/QUOTE]

I thought she was your sister...:\

[QUOTE=Lightning Strikes Twice;13944596]Heaaaddddache...And it's a bad one too...Not one of the ones I normally have..It's the kind that's supposed to kill people.[/QUOTE]i used to get migraines when i was younger, offt.. it was awful :(

i don't get them anymore though, only if i had a hard day (which is never)

I've got some thing, where I have headaches ALL the time..Migranes are the only thing that I ever really feel anymore, my body's adjusted to have them all the time..This one was really bad, but it's subsided to a normal headache now, which I can ignore easy enough.

How's England going? At least you can go to Download pretty easy now.

England's good..And whata' ya mean at least I can download pretty easy now?

Download Festival, its what used to be called Monsters of Rock. Its at Donnington every year.

Oh, lmao. I knew that :(

And yeah, I'm pumped for that.

plus you're closer to me <-<

/lives in Scotland

Happy birthday to ELIMINATRIX.

im gonna post some lyrics to a few songs that i wrote and i would love some feedback

[B]Last Day Alive[/B]
This could be your last day alive.
I live with it every day.
And people debase it to crime
to get back what was taken away.

"Son," my Mother always said
that "God can't take care of us
if we don't take care of ourselves.
The world, son,
the world don't care about us
'cause we must spend all of our time
fighting to stay alive."

This could be your last day alive,
so live it like it was your last.
And the good lord will take you away
to measure the good that you've done.
And Heaven will open its gates,
and angels are granted their wings.
And those who've committed high crimes
must give back what they've taken away.

"Son," my mother always said
that "God doesn't make people bad.
He gives us a beautiful dream
and some people wake themselves up."

Everyone down on the floor.
Be still and nobody gets hurt.
Don't make any sudden moves,
and we'll let you go peacefully.

"Son, take what you can when you can
'cause nobody's handing it out.
And don't let them stand in your way."

Look to me, mother I am standing here, tell me what has happened. Tell me what they've done to you. mother you were right about everything you've tought to me. mother you were always right. mother you were always right. It's happening again.

Someone please, you've got to help us. Someone please, I ask you once again.

Wander, look above. Barrell of a gun.

Everyone say your prayers for your families.

(again) we go under, push and pull. What must we do to make it stop?

Everyone
was screaming.
Bullets roared,
and suddenly
everything was
peaceful once more.
This could be your last day alive.

It should have been fine, but everything's wrong (make a break for it).
The sound of it still rings in the ears (this is wrong, this is wrong, it's all wrong).
There's blood on your clothes, there's blood on your hands (your footprints). Sirens are storming, and taken by warning, people are holding their arms back from you (don't look back).
Your heart fiercely beating a hole in your chest (the criminal's gone).
The muscles are straining and sweating a storm (taken off on foot).
And everybody said that God is all good things, and God is in all of us (the good lord will save us),
but he's given up and the world has started to care about this things that you've taken away.(This could be your last day alive).


[B]The Death of Subject A[/B]

We're breaching the old routine,
formations falter and squander
our ravines of all their water.
It's not such a bad idea
to set up shelter.
The sky is burning like it's gonna fall
tonight and we're beneath it.

The stars that have always lit up the night
aren't so beautiful up close when you can see it burning right.
And to the touch it burns severely,
but far away it keeps you warm,
like the foster arms upon your joints I've forced.

And people only battle for the sake of being warriors,
but I could sew white flags to beat the band.
So logically we understand,
through impulses and clapping hands,
we spar and spar and never seem to realize
we're going nowhere.

Going inside-out,
and reversing again.
It's structural.
Almost impossible to hold it up this long,
and down it comes.
Something must be off.

There's an intricacy involved with every motion.
We know it's painfully evolved with silent protest.
But I can't fully believe it
until we've proven something right or wrong,
it doesn't make a difference.

First trials show rejection by subject B: vital signs are fine.
Second trials show rejection led to the death of subject A.

It's everything we hoped to prove,
and all the things we feared were true,
and everything we'd never know we ever could find out.
Reasoning has failed us now,
the barricades must be torn down,
and all the news we've just produced,
we'll give it to the people all at once.

It's their right to know,
and everything is fine.
Everyone is happy now.
We turned it inside out and kept it right,
and learned from the mistakes we've always made.

[B]Hell or High Water[/B]
Be on guard for crash landing.
Look out on starboard:
that’s what we’re heading for.
Pay your closest attention.
Play your cards right,
we’ll win this time,
somehow.

I’ve taken liberty
and written it down
thrice over again
and sounded it out,
so now

We’ll all read a selection.
And rehearse all the lines
‘till we both can get it right.
I’ve boiled it down to statements and replies,
and each action will cancel it out,
consolidate.

Considering the time it took to fall apart,
we will make it look so easy again.
And we’ll get through it now,
come hell or high water.
Burn before you drown or never return.
So leave this empty place and find somewhere new.
Leave these empty faces with these parting words...

"Son," my Mother always said
[B]that[/B] "God can't take care of us
if we don't take care of ourselves.
The world, son,
the world don't care about us
'cause we must spend all of our time
fighting to stay alive."

The bolded word does not make sense. Unless you're talking to your son about your mother. In which case it's just awkward.

I don't like lyrics in general, so after that confused me I stopped reading.

Put that **** on tabit with some nice sappy acoustic lines and then get back to me.

God I'm so f[U]u[/U]cking bored.

I just went for like a half hour walk around the block for like no reason :/

[QUOTE=Pazz;13945171]I thought she was your sister...:\[/QUOTE]

[I]Like[/I] my sister. An indication of how close we were, but it doesn't matter anymore, Ill get over it.

[QUOTE=cobert;13946414]Happy birthday to ELIMINATRIX.[/QUOTE]

thanks

i got a new amp and **** so i can be heard over my lameass drummer

and giftcards to fye who never really have anything that i want but i still end up buying **** and liking it from there.

other than that i feel like **** and i'm pretty much done with ever having hope

I had no idea elim. happy birthday bro

I got The Rules Of Attraction by Brett Easton Ellis in the mail today.

I wish my drummer liked hardcore.