• hebben jullie die ? in het engels het liefst.

    i'm jealous of every girl who held you, 'cause at that moment, she held my entire world

    [ bericht aangepast door Riverside op 27 juli 2009 - 22:52 ]

    So far away..


    Tu seras toujours sacrée pour moi.

    ofzo :'D

    You are my star -stertekending-
    Don't be a wannabe, be who you wanna be.

    Forget his laugh,
    Forget his skin,
    Forget the dimpels on his chin,
    And try to forget,
    How he broked you fucking heart

    Ik weet niet of broked goed is ben niet zo'n Engels genie;d


    Nog eentje;d

    Liefde is niet meer speciaal 'Ik hou van jou'zeggen ze allemaal..

    Alexithymia schreef:
    There are so many people out there who will tell you that you can't. What you've got to do is turn around and say, 'watch me'.

    Mijn motto dit jaar 8D

    Die vind ik mooi:)

    you don't know what you got, untill it's gone

    As my life flashes before my eyes
    I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise
    So many won't get the chance to say goodbye

    Let's do this poo

    They say I'm crazy
    They say I'm wakko
    But I don't worry
    'Cause you say
    I'm beautiful


    [ bericht aangepast door crazyashell op 28 dec 2009 - 17:53 ]

    While you are lifting me off my feet, up in the air, sky high, gravity is pulling me back, stuck on the ground. Those things don't go together, we don't go together.
    When the world gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show it you have a thousand reasons to smile.
    I live for the nights I can't remember, with the people I won't forget.
    My eyes tell the secrets my lips won't say.
    The old times are gone, I know that for sure.
    I build walls for boys like you, you broke them down. I made faces for stupid acts you made, happy faces, laughing faces. You told a joke, I laughed. You where going out, I went with you. I cried for something that happened, you made me smile and let me be me again.
    And when I finally came to realise it was the most stupid thing to do, to let you in, I coudn't care anymore.
    But the funny part is, you never cared. Not about me, not about us. You never cared.
    If I had a ghost in a bottle, I would have three wishes.
    One, I'd wish that I could go back in the past and make sure I'd never met you.
    Two, because I was already back in the past, I would make abselute sure I would meet the right one.
    And my final wish would be that me and my prince Charming could live in a fairytale.
    But there are no fairytales, there are no Ghosts in bottles, and my faith in things like that was shattered into a thousand pieces, like my heart. Cause when you came, the fairytales came. And when you wen't, you took your fairytales with you, and my broken heart.
    If you don't understand my words, you wouldn't understand my silence.
    Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.

    [ bericht aangepast door Sawyer op 1 jan 2010 - 22:32 ]

    eyes on the prize.

    This is me asking for a brick to be thrown through my window, a message attached that reads, "Why can't you just wake up?" I am not a star, don't look up to me in hopes of finding something more. That which is out of reach does not promise anyone a goddamn thing. Hope arises in possibility, but possiblity is fragmented and selfish, so don't think for a second that I am safe ground to walk on. I will sink beneath the feet of a thousand travelling companions, and make ruin of any city's foundations, because concrete and steel can never tell a soul how it feels. Our street corners keep secrets, and our road signs only suggest, never deciding for us, never knowing if the destination to which they lead, is where we truely belong. Life's greatest tragedy is not that it will some day end, but that most of us just live to follow directions, and many times we end up totally lost.

    William Shakespeare (1609)

    Shall I compare thee to a summerís day?

    Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

    Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

    And summerís lease hath all too short a date:

    Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

    And often is his gold complexion dimmíd;

    And every fair from fair sometime declines,

    By chance or natureís changing course untrimmíd;

    But thy eternal summer shall not fade

    Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;

    Nor shall Death brag thou wanderíst in his shade,

    When in eternal lines to time thou growest:

    So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

    So long lives this and this gives life to thee

    Lust tastes like tequila and love tastes like whiskey

    I won't forget to remember you.

    eyes on the prize.

    Titel aangepast, het beeld rekte uit;)

    Ik lach de wereld uit, en dans mijn twijfels weg

    Dit is eentje uit een liedje van taylor swift, maar het is echt mooi ^^.

    If you and I are a story, that never gets told.
    What you are is a daydream I never get to hold.

    If you had never come out of the blue, I would've stay

    Everytime I think I'm closer to the heart
    Of what it means to know just who I am
    I think I've finally found a better place to start
    But no one ever seems to understand

    I need to try to get to where you are
    Could it be, your not that far

    You're the voice I hear inside my head,
    the reason that I'm singing
    I need to find you
    I gotta find you
    You're the missing piece I need,
    the song inside of me
    I need to find you
    I gotta find you

    I never realy wanted you to see the screwed up side that I keep locked inside of me so deep.
    Love sings,
    When it transcends the bad things.
    Have a heart and try me,
    'cause without love I won't survive.
    A friend in need, a friend Indeed. A friend with weed is better.

    En nog véééééééééél meer...

    [ bericht aangepast door SoundSoldier op 2 jan 2010 - 14:20 ]

    Could it be that if I would just Be, True Love, Peace and Communion would come Naturally?

    xXJustMee schreef:
    Forget his laugh,
    Forget his skin,
    Forget the dimpels on his chin,
    And try to forget,
    How he broked you fucking heart

    Ik weet niet of broked goed is ben niet zo'n Engels genie;d


    Die vind ik echt goed ^^

    Could it be that if I would just Be, True Love, Peace and Communion would come Naturally?