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En syö suruuni.. ?

Ima fätääs soon~

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On se kiva käyä kaupaski ku kaikenmaailman kielimiehetki on näkemäs ku parun (y)
Boohoo.
Vittu.
Hetki sit olin viel nii onneni kukkuloil ..
.. ja nyt sit maailma kaatu.
Mh. Tälläst se sit vissii on.
No, ei auta muu ku parkuu ja syyä ^

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Kai se tästä..

In time bleeding wounds will heal
Unlike some which are too deep to see
Like scars in the Nomads soul
Their mending is so slow
Not a shout of a hundred enemies
Can make him feel fear inside him
But when sunsets and the cold arrives
With crushing solitude in the darkness of night

He will ride across land and time
To find a way through this endless night
There s a storm in his heart
And the fire burns his soul
But the wanderers part is to ride alone

With bare hands he has taken many lives
He has had a hundred women by his side
From enchanted woods to the freezing North
He is known at every sea and far beyond
As the moon grows and the circle is complete
He lies down and waits for sleep
But there's always a scenery in his mind.
Of all that beauty he once left behind

huomasin että ku kerroin olevani bi menetän kaikki mu ystävät

Ikävä jo nyt... :(

Siinä meni sitte seki..

Joo perkeleen hyvää vappua vaan kaikille -_______________________________________-

Kiitos ja näkemiin.

mitä helvettiä te teette siellä psykologian tunnilla?!

If I stay, I will only be unhappy in here, so i’ll think i go now.
I will always love you all, but i think i’ve got to go now.
Sweet memories is all i’m taking with me so please dont cry, it’s better this way.
Don’t be mad for me, this is maybe selfish, but i think i just can’t stay here anymore.
Only what i was asking for all of you, is a big hug, and feeling that somebody loves me.
All i want, is that there are always someone who hug me when i need a hug.

But everybody just broke my heart.

All the time when somebody said “i love you” or “i care about you” it was a lie.
And every time when i hear that, my heart broke.

I just have a feeling that no matter what i do, it was not enough.

I’m not a good mother.
I’m not a good daughter.
I’m not a good sister.
I’m not a good friend.
I’m not a good wife.
I’m not a good lover.

And specially, i’m someone you just can’t love. At least you said so...

I’m enough for... Nothing...?

Here i sit in a dark livingroom, thinking how i want to die.
Car accident?
Under a train?
With drugs?
Or maybe i slit my wrist’s?

No, it’s none of those...

I die for sadness..

But not yet.....

I give one chance for life. But is a last one...

I am a coward. I scared death. Or no,i dont fear death itself, i’m afraid that i die without experience of real love.

Before i die, i need someone who say “i love you” and really mean it..
And i need someone who won’t say “go away” when i cuddle up under arm.
I need someone who is faithful just for me.
I need true friend.
I need someone who is mine bedrock.
I need someone who take care of me when i tire for all of this.
I need to be loved.
Is that too much to ask?