January 2011
I just watched one of the most depressive theatre plays called “Superscription”. I was watching it and I felt like at my school, university etc. People like them are everywhere. And they’re the reason why I trying to stay away from them.
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Jan 18th
musiałam...wybacz. xD
acceptingthetruth: Zil: F U C K Y O U . Me: O.O Jak mogłaś! Aż się z oburzenia zapowietrzyłam… FUCK YOU 2  Zil: OH, YOU DON’T LIKE U2? FUCK MUSE. Me: FUCK SOAD! Zil: FUCK SERJ TANKIAN. Me: FUCK BRING ME THE HORIZON. Zil: FUCK THE BEATLES. Me: oooo teraz to przesadziłaś! FUCK ALL YOUR FAVORITE BANDS! tyle do tego. xD Zil: SO FUCK YOUR ALL GUITARS AND INSTRUMENTS, DUDE. (ja...
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Everything started with “Enter Sandman” Metallica. “Hush little baby don’t say a word and never mind that noise you heard…”… I’m just the beast under your bed, in your closet and in your head.
Jan 14th
My last word? I hope I don’t have “U2 practice syndrome”. That’s all. Goodnight.
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Jan 10th
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365 secrets. One a day for a year.
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That moment when the lights go down, the screams get louder & your heart skips a beat, then right there in front of you are your heroes, the ones you have been counting down the days to see. the spotlight glows on their faces & suddenly you become fearless, you don’t have a single care in the world because for a few hours your life is perfect. when they put the microphone out to...
Jan 10th
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Jan 10th
Friday will be a Zero Day for me. My own “to be or not to be”. After it all it will be damn amazing and great or… completely disaster. I was talking today with A. Everything seems to be okay. I’m not the only one with stress.
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- I wanna know who you were meeting in the cemetery! - I don’t have to tell you anything!
Jan 6th
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Wow. Whole movie “Night Of The Living Dead” is on youtube. It’s time to watch it.
Jan 6th
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"Chelsea Smile" Bring Me The Horizon.
“I’ve got a secret, it’s on the tip of my tongue, it’s on the back of my lungs. And I’m gonna keep it, I know something you don’t know. This disease is getting worse, I counted my blessings, now I’ll count this curse. The only thing I really know: I can’t sleep at night. I’m buried but breathing in regret. Yeah, the only thing I really know: I...
Jan 6th
Maybe when I’m dead the rest of Old Guard will think about me sometimes.
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I overdosed Dope. My knees are weak, my hands are shaking and I can’t breathe. I barely holding on. Whoa, hardcore as hell. Too much industrial-kinda-stuff. I’m alone in dormitory’s room, great. All night of listening music. God damn, I can’t even focus on writing. I guess it’s because of too much adrenaline and too many emotions.
Jan 5th
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"Friik" by Serj Tankian.
What’s my problem? Here’s my problem… My problem is that I’m Too visual to be blind. Too audiological to be deaf. Too ideological to be in peace. Too compassionate to be in war. Too crazy to be sane. Too sane to be lazy. Too emotional to be you. If I could only stop my head. From going into constant infection, Then maybe I can swim back To my own version of constant sanity....
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