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| Ende 21.04.2003 (10:15 Uhr) Unbekannt | | Viele Grüße von Gmolger und Haks aus dem Jenseits. Zum Glück gibt es hier Internet. | |
| | | Deeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad all is dead! Thought that dying is the most wonderfull thing on earth, now i´m dead and i now it is not. it´s like fucking a virgin > drecksgschäft but this was just the beginning of a new area. the show must go on, and the crew will go on. look out for more space in our minds, and the end is the beginning. i love you all snickthebig is locking out right now. c u | | | dead 08.09.2002 (20:33 Uhr) blackeyedjane | | | if there's hope it's too late. when the crew is dead, and it is, any revival is pointless. don't try it. keep it in your mind. it'll also survive in mine... | | | | | | | | things in my mind are getting bigger and bigger so that one day i`ll be the fireball of a big explosion. i`ve to cry it out, but it`s like having no voice, and the words are playing pinball in my head and i get worse´n ´sick. I´m falling and falling and there`ll be no end..... | | | | | | | | | | dont't think... just turn around, fight ardently and look at me i am smiling | | | | | | | | | | | | never saw your face, never saw your lips, so seeing your smiling face is not easy. so i can´t belive that smiling was fun during the last time. and, also my lips are working so hard, that there is no time for smiling. i have to press them on each other to be sure that they won`t cry out anymore. so look at me...eyes wide shut and a mouth full of words, and no chance to let them go, cause fighting with your own lips is like beeing killed from behind without a smile on the face......... | | | | | | | | | | | | | | but you didn't really think i was (konjunktiv) happy, did you? you looked at me, but you've never seen ME. yet nobody has. i am just what i don't wanna be. life isn't and it wasn't and won't be easy, not yours, not mine, but if you want it or not, you HAVE to go through until the end. guy, go on! that's YOUR life you are living. just in this moment. i also have to force myself to get up every morning and not to jump down somewhere, out of the window maybe. one day i'll jump laughing. not yet... | |
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