eo95
Kille, 29 år. Bor i Gävle, Gävleborgs län. Är offline

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Riktigt namn: Erik Civilstatus: EnsamLäggning: Bisexuell
Intresse: Musik
Bor: Inte valt
Politik: Inte valt
Dricker: Energidricka
Musikstil: Metal
Klädstil: Fashioncore
Medlem sedan: 2011-06-30
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I don´t care if you don´t
I don´t care if you don´t
I don´t care if you don´t care!
I DON´T CARE!
RAUBTIER<33
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Skriv en rad vettja! :)
Jag e trummis jag C:
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Hatar Fjortisar!
Dom är jävla h*ror!
Green Day, Black Veil Brides & BMTH in my <3 !!!
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This is Bunny.
Copy Bunny to your site!
Together we will kill every Fjortis in the world!
Join the dark side!!
(we have better music and cookies)
FJORTISEN (Homo Sapiens Fjorticus) Är ett flocklevande djur som ofta syns vid skymning kring McDonalds, ibland även sybillagrillar, i stora gäng. Hanarna känns igen på sitt tuppliknande läte och rödprickiga ansikte där jakten på den mest IQ-befriade tjejen börjar med att spela upp sin senaste ringsignal på mobilen. Honorna känns igen på sina översminkade, konstgjorda utseenden och rosa stringtrosor som hänger strax under armhålorna. Byxor i barnstorlekar är ofta vanligt. Fjortisen kan upplevas som ett mycket störande djur då de under sin vandring genom samhället kan utstöta sig höga parningsläten. Ofta i form av svordomar så som t.ex: Tönt. Hora osv. Antalet av dessa djur har ökat markant på senare tid vilket har lett till en het diskussion om det är möjligt att börja skjuta delar av populationen.
Roll roll roll a joint, twist it at the ends. Light it up and take puff and pass it to your friends :P
97 % av alla människor skulle bli upprörda om justin bieber skulle hoppa. Kopiera detta om du är en av de 2% som skulle sitta med Popcorn och cola och skrika: JUMP MOTHER FUCKER JUMP! Jag koperade denna för jag tillhör en av de 1% som skulle springa upp å knuffa ner honom!
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Trummis i bandet Ashtray
http://www.ashtray.n.nu
http://myspace.com/ashtrayofficial
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Ashtray/#!/pages/Ashtray/183592021694475
Ashtray Performances:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q7K5KhkQTvY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYlghwzH0tw&feature=relmfu
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPLvBO_2Gn0 <33
Bullet In A Bible <33
"Green Day-Jesus Of Suburbia"
[Part 1]
I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
From the bible of none of the above
On a steady diet of
Soda pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fixed
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room or my private womb
While the Moms and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane,
Doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make believe
That don't believe in me
[Part 2: City Of The Damned]
At the center of the Earth
In the parking lot
Of the 7-11 where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says home is where your heart is
But what a shame
Cause everyone's heart
Doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti
In the bathroom stall
Like the holy &s;criptures of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much
But it only confirmed that
The center of the earth
Is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead
At the end of another lost highway
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned
Lost children with dirty faces today
No one really seems to care
[Part 3: I Don't Care]
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
[X4]
I don't care
Everyone is so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle always to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the middle east
We are the stories and disciples
Of the Jesus of suburbia
Land of make believe
And that don't believe in me
Land of make believe
And I don't believe
And I don't care!
I don't care! [x4]
[Part 4: Dearly Beloved]
Dearly beloved are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Oh, therapy, can you please fill the void?
Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
[Part 5: Tales Of Another Broken Home]
To live and not to breathe
Is to die In tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run
I run away
To the light of masochist
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time
I don't feel any shame
I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain
When you've been victimized
Tales from another broken home
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
You're leaving...
Ah you're leaving home...