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Av thomas - 24 mars 2007 17:48

kjempe. ett bra ord, det kan beskriva så mycket.kollade nya skivspelare idag.var på vippen att få stånd før fan.4500 riksdaler før ett par grymma pioneer.longing to spin shit and reeewind it.sing halleluja, god bless and all of that.kjempe.var ute igår, nisse flyttar till sthlm imorgon søndag.så det var avskedsfylla och fulragg a la big time.mest fylla dock, nisse fick stå før fulraggandet.jag vet inte, hur packad jag numer æn blir,så får det fan hålla lite stadig standard.varfør sjunka lågt då något vackert e ett samtal bort?kjempe.lyssnar på senaste supersci skivan.tankarna går till førra sommaren.sofienbergsparken, kall øl, polare, flickor, skøn musik.tanke; nu e sommaren snart tillbaks.sjukt bra skit, now come join in people.kjempe.snackade med tyzk øver msn idag.bra skit. saknar grabbarna fan.men det soft å høra att dom har det nice i asien.toftes collective on tour. represent, pow pow.kjempe.en vacker flicka øver webcam.imorgon kvæll, behøvs ingen webcam.kjempe.big up. kjempe.bonus. check this out:http://www.kingsizemagazine.se/read.php?id=515klicka på "håll kæften" mp3.love and nuss, du vet.

Av thomas - 21 mars 2007 23:59

to begin where it all ends, so; big up.big up life.these days its all about work.from 07 to 23, kinda like seven-eleven, but yet not.all I can think of is cash, cash is king.I've even dropped my number one love, football.at least for a while, it doesn't matter.and with that, it's all big serious.the ones who knows me, knows how serious that is.still I can hear the music, my second love.it will always echo in my ears.no matter where I go, no matter what I do.music will be there; love baby, love.all love, one life, one goal.to travel across the earth.by fall, I'll be making my money down south.wanna join me in my journey?no can do, only option is to follow.by fall I'll be outta here.where will you be at? really? too bad for you.I'm going home in easter time.that'll be nice as hell.me, two old pals of mine,we all celebrate our birthdays in a period of 2 weeks.am I gonna get drunk? yeah.am I to have a blast? yeah.am I to live me former life? yeah.am I to give some love to them who long for it? yeah.am I to fuck things up even more? hell yeah.love it or leave it, a drunk poet.it's all good nowadays.guess I should give thanks,shout out loud how good it turned out.no, its enough typing it down for all of you.so; all love, one life.now where you at? you missed out, big time.sunday night is what I'm longing for.hope you've had a pleasant journey.now let me take you on another one.love, big up love for life.

Av thomas - 15 mars 2007 23:40

love it or leave it.steppin' up one notch, you do the math. plus two.tyzk; back to the roots nu.soundvall stylee, du vet kompis.big up s-villa till oslo till thailand.

Av thomas - 11 mars 2007 21:13

shit, I'd almost forgotten how good it can get.one love for the game, just play it.but, shouldn't you be trying to stop me?instead of handing me the ball? well, thanks anyway.sometimes it don't take that much to move along..big up.

Av thomas - 9 mars 2007 18:05

No hate, just pure love for the game.Off to work tonight, so catch me in the late hours.Big up, rise up.

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Av thomas - 8 mars 2007 01:28

Typing it down once again.Maybe you'll get it by this time. You don't regret what you did.Your only regret is that you made it to obvious,and that I got to know about it.Emotions runs deep, for some of us.It wasn't just one, but three.One could've been a mistake.Three? That's just fucked up.You're fucked up.But you don't care do you?I'm just one out of a million.Ten months, by the way you see it.Valentines day, I was with you.Every single day before you went,I was with you.Every single day before you went,it seemed to get better.It's been a while, since I felt that love with you.Feel it, taste it, smell it.Ten months.I've had real close friends,for a shorter period than that.You were my girlfriend.Or at least I thought so.Before you took those ten months.And threw them right into the wall. Smack.For one week of fun and pleasure.What else did you lie about?I know some of it, been there, done that.You outta know, cause you've played yourself.I don't believe a shit you've said.If you only knew how it feels.But you will never ever know.Cause you'll just go along.Grabbing a new guy by his arm.Making him feel like somewhat special.And then break him down too.Only to make yourself feel pleased.But know this,you're not playing with dolls anymore.Even though that is the age you seem to be.You're playing with human beings.Human beings with feelings.You've probably heard the word before.But you wouldn't understand the meaning of it.So the next time you get into something like this.Please, just remember that word, 'feelings'.Cause the next dude might not be as strong as me.Or he might not have as good friends as me.Being there for him to support him all the way.What do you think he's capable of?Sometimes I want to.Just to make you realize what affect this had.Sometimes I want to.Just to end my misery.But then again, you'd be left.And I wouldn't want my worst enemy,to go through the shit I've been through.I've been through this before.And I know that shit will turn good again, for me.Because, and remember this:I haven't done shit to deserve this.I've lost a handfull of coins. Or what's the price for your p---y?I haven't lost anything but time actually.And time is something I got a lot of.I've gained at least two good new friends from this.And for that, I'm more than glad.I've gained the respect of a lot of people.For being mature enough to actually deal with my problems,instead of running away from them.I've learned that some people,like you for example,don't ever get to know what real love is all about,and that makes me only sad. For them, for you.And speaking of you again.Look what you've lost.You've lost my friends.The ones who are still here.But also the ones who gone but aims to go back in summer time.I don't really care how they react, but do you think they've forgotten by then?Most probably not. Go get some new ones, and threat them the same way.What's worse, you've even lost some of your own friends.You've lost the respect they all had for you.Do you really think that by the age of 20 and above,people still think of you as cool and attractive by doing like this?Ever thought about why protitutes are only 'loved' by the their customers?As I see it, if you could do this to me?What are you capable of doing to 'friends'?You've apparently lost your self-respect. Your self-confidence.I don't need to get drunk to be -I don't need to get into only my underwear -I don't need to be easy -I don't need to do a stripdance -I don't need to seduce one of your friends -I don't need anything but a girl I find attractive and loving,to be attractive and loving..I admit I have a problem with alcohol.But I'm slowly trying to repare that.I've been sober for one week, not a zip of alcohol.That is one step forward.New appartment, new job. That's two steps.Every little step, is still a step towards the goal.You say you don't got a problem.But if alcohol is the only thing necessary to spread your legs and act like a fucking hooker.Then one starts to wonder, who's got a problem or not?And that is just as much a problem for life as alcoholism.You say you feel so bad, you haven't been sober for over a week.Remember what you said to me? Now get my view of it.Everybody needs to be appreciated from time to time.You need to be appreciated all the time.But if you want to be valued as good-looking and kind,why is your price-tag so god damn low?Ain't it better to be appreciated and loved by one person,within every minute and all of the time.Then to be loved by ten guys as long as their dick is hard.Don't blame your friend for this, cause really she ain't done nothing.She told the truth, something you were too little to do.You're nothing to me nowadays, and if you keep on doing what you're doing.You'll be exactly nothing to everybody else too.But hey, you've got your best friend.If I was to even consider being untrue to someone I claim to 'love',I'd wished for my best friend to stop me.And if he didn't, it wouldn't be so much of a friend to me.Either that or he could tell the truth from day one, 'you don't really love her'.Oh yeah.. by the way,You say you don't want your kids to grow up,with parents who are divorced.OK, I'll call you in ten years and see whats up, deal?And by the way, tell your mom, and your aunt, I said 'hello, you've done good'.The only one with something on the inside,is the one you are you angry at all the time.Ever wondered why? Maybe becasue you know he's right? I like your dad.He still got my respect, he's wise even do he got a disease.So what you gonna do now?Write about me?How wrong I am? How bad I am? How you hate me?Never talk to me again? Get some new guy to take my place?God damn, I've lost someone who lies to me. Cry baby, cry.Do whatever the fuck you want.Be mad at me. Ignore me. Whatever.I know I'm right. And you know it too.Though, I really hope that I'm wrong about certain things.Cause deep inside of you, I can still see thatgirl I fell in love with.And even do she's far away now, I hope she'll come out again and stay for a whole lifetime.Most of all I hope you've realized this:You've lost me, I ain't coming back this time.And this dude was the shot of your lifetime.Now tell me, why should I feel sorry for you?Blame everybody else, but deep down, you outta realize this;You wrote it, I'm just telling the story.Do you dare to step up one more time? I don't think so.Pretend like being somekind of a mini Adolf Hitler.Say 'I ain't got no emotions, lets just keep it up, it ain't worth shit'.And know this: I've been in your shoes. I hated it.I grew from it and I hope you do the same.But. Just for the record,You've lost me, I ain't coming back this time.And this dude was the shot of your lifetime.This might seem like a standard comment, but this once I really mean it;YOU, ain't never gonna get anything better than this.Experience forms your personality.A dedication to number 104.You can't never play a former player.'I think we need some time from eachother'.Big up, you fucked up.

Av thomas - 7 mars 2007 00:37

How come I feel love when all I can think of is hature?How come I hang on when all I wanna do is to let go?How come I think of you when it only makes me sad?Tell me someone. How come?

Av thomas - 26 februari 2007 23:46

Christmas of 2006 I wondered what heaven was like.April fifth that year an angel came down and showed me.last Christmas my only wish were for her to stay.now when people tell me you earn your own destiny,I say what the fuck did I do to go back to hell?

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