Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Dom 27 maio 2012, 16:48
The hiding Amaranth
You believe but what you see? You receive but what you give?
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<div style='width: 400px; background-color:#E42217; padding: 2px 2px 2px 2px'></div><br /><div style='color:#000; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px;'>[Chester] It starts with one...
[Mike] One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you'd try Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme To explain in due time
[Chester] All I know...
[Mike] Time is a valuable thing Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings Watch it count down 'till the end of the day The clock ticks life away
[Chester] It's so unreal...
[Mike] You didn't look out below Watch the time go right out the window Trying to hold on, to didn't even know I wasted it all just to
[Chester] Watch you go...
[Mike] I kept everything inside And even though I tried, It all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually Be a memory of a time when
[Chester] I've tried so hard And got so far But in the end, It doesn't even matter. I had to fall To lose it all But in the end, It doesn't even matter.
[Mike] One thing, I don't know why It doesn't even matter how hard you'd try Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme To remind myself how
[Chester] I've tried so hard...
[Mike] In spite of the way you were mocking me Acting like I was part of your property Remembering all the times you fought with me I'm surprised, it
[Chester] Got so far...
[Mike] Things aren't the way they were before You wouldn't even recognize me anymore Not that you wouldn't knew me, back then But it all comes back to me
[Chester] In the end...
[Mike] You kept everything inside And even though I tried, It all fell apart What it meant to me will eventually Be a memory Of a time when
[Chester] I've tried so hard And got so far But in the end, It doesn't even matter. I had to fall To lose it all But in the end, It doesn't even matter.
I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should've know
I've put my trust in you Pushed as far as I can go For all this There's only one thing you should've know
[Chester] I've tried so hard And got so far But in the end, It doesn't even matter. I had to fall To lose it all But in the end, It doesn't even matter. </div><br /><br />
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Kira L. K. Schramm Filhos de Quione
Mensagens : 174 Data de inscrição : 28/04/2012 Idade : 26 Localização : Chalé da Quiqui -qn
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Dom 10 Jun 2012, 17:36
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Where's your gavel? your jury? What's my offense this time? You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me Well sentence me to another life.
LALALALLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Ignorance Paramore If I'm a bad person, you don't like me I guess I'll make my own way It's a circle I mean cycle I can't excite you anymore Where's your gavel? your jury? What's my offense this time? You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me Well sentence me to another life.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your pain When you swear it's all my fault Cause you know we're not the same Oh we're not the same Oh we're not the same The friends who stuck together We wrote our names in blood But I guess you can't accept that the change is good It's good It's good
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend
This is the best thing that could've happened Any longer and I wouldn't have made it It's not a war no, it's not a rapture I'm just a person but you can't take it The same tricks that, that once fooled me They won't get you anywhere I'm not the same kid from your memory Now i can fend for myself
Don't wanna hear your sad songs I don't wanna feel your pain When you swear it's all my fault Cause you know we're not the same Oh we're not the same Oh we're not the same We used to stick together We wrote our names in blood But I guess you can't accept that the change is good It's good It's good
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend Ignorance is your new best friend
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
You treat me just like another stranger Well it's nice to meet you sir I guess I'll go I best be on my way out
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• tagged: Lili, Mere e Tay • clothes: url here • notes: 779 • credits: baby doll at ♥ oops!
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Dom 01 Jul 2012, 16:54
My outsides are cool,
my insides are blue.
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Post: 001 ~ Clothes: url here ~ Lyrics: Time is running out - Muse ~ Notes: here baby, here ~ Thanks, Baby Doll @ ETVDF
Brigget C. Thorian Filhos de Melinoe
Mensagens : 18 Data de inscrição : 09/06/2012 Localização : No inferno :]
Mensagens : 19 Data de inscrição : 22/05/2012 Idade : 27 Localização : Feche os olhos e imagine uma terra habitada por animais falantes, centauros, ninfas, árvores que se mexem e falam, minotauros, anões, e todo tipo de ser mágico. Pois é, lá é onde eu fico, lá é Nárnia. *o*
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Ter 17 Jul 2012, 09:50
Para-para-paradise... (?)
The Hope's gone and never gonna back. 'Cause there's no redemption for the humanity. So take your sunglasses, follow me and try to keep hold on. So, at last, We will rest by the sun.
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Every time she closed her eyes
When she was just a girl She expected the world But it flew away from her reach And bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on It gets so heavy The wheel breaks the butterfly Every tear, a waterfall In the night, the stormy night She closed her eyes In the night The stormy night Away she flied
I dream of para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
She dreamed of para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
La-la-la-la-la
Still lying underneath the stormy skies She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I know the sun's set to rise
This could be para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
This could be para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
This could be para-para-paradise Para-para-paradise This could be para-para-paradise Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh
Regrets collect like old friends Here to relive your darkest moments I can see no way, I can see no way And all of the ghouls come out to play. And every demon wants his pound of flesh But I like to keep some things to myself I like to keep my issues drawn It's always darkest before the dawn And I've been a fool and I've been blind I can never leave the past behind I can see no way, I can see no way I'm always dragging that horse around All of his questions, such a mournful sound Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground So I like to keep my issues drawn But it's always darkest before the dawn Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah It's hard to dance With a devil on your back So shake him off, oh woah And I am done with my graceless heart So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart 'Cause I like to keep my issues drawn It's always darkest before the dawn Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah It's hard to dance With a devil on your back So shake him off, oh woah And it's hard to dance With a devil on your back And given half the chance Would I take any of it back? It's a final mess but it's left me so empty It's always darkest before the dawn Oh woah, oh woah And I'm damned if I do And I'm damned if I don't So here's to drinks in the dark At the end of my road And I'm ready to suffer And I'm ready to hope It's a shot in the dark Aimed right at my throat 'Cause looking for heaven, Found the devil in me Looking for heaven, Found the devil in me Well, what the hell I'm gonna let it happen to me Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, Oh woah Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, Oh woah It's hard to dance With a devil on your back So shake him off, oh woah Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah Shake it out, shake it out Shake it out, shake it out, oh woah It's hard to dance With a devil on your back So shake him off, oh woah
Charles Finnick Halliwel Filhos de Dioniso
Mensagens : 302 Data de inscrição : 13/07/2012 Idade : 30
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Seg 27 Ago 2012, 00:20
mais la nuit ... il dort
Dragged ya down below down to the devil's show, To be his guest forever, Peace of mind is less than never Hate to twist your mind, but God ain't on your side An old acquaintance severed, Burn the world your last endeavor.
Flesh is burning, you can smell it in the air, Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal) So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head, You're now a slave until the end of time here. Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning, pull the trigger!
You should have known The price of evil, And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah Ooooh, it's your fuckin' nightmare (While your nightmare comes to life)
Can't wake up and sweat, cause it ain't over yet, Still dancing with your demons, Victim of your own creation. Beyond the will to fight, Where all that's wrong is right Where hate don't need a reason Loathing self-assassination.
You've been lied to just to rape you of your site, And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel (feel) So sedated as they medicate your brain And while ya slowly go insane they tell you "Given with the best intentions Help you with your complications."
You should have known the price of evil And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah No one to call, everybody to fear Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah. Ooooo it's your fuckin' nightmare ha ha ha ha!!
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Fight! (fight) Not to fail! (fail) Not to fall! (fall) Or you'll end up like the others. Die! (die) Die again! (die) Drenched in sin! (sin) With no respect for another Oh!
Down! (down) Feel the fire! (fire) Feel the hate! (hate) Your pain is what we desire. Lost! (lost) Hit the wall! (wall) Watch you crawl! (crawl) Such a replaceable liar.
And I know you hear their voices (calling from above), And I know they may seem real (these signals of love), But our life's made up of choices (some without appeal),
They took for granted your soul And it's ours now to steal As your nightmare comes to life
You should have known the price of evil And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah. No one to call, everybody to fear, Your tragic fate is looking so clear, yeah ooooh it's your fuckin' nightmare!
Fulano falou XX palavras com ciclano, a respeito de beltrano e coisas felizes. Ele está vestido assim e está escutando "Mais La Nuit ... Il Dort!" de In-Grid.
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whenever you smile
vestindo: fantasia sexy de diabinha -q escutando: stone sour - trough glass thanks, baby doll @ OOPS
Anabelle W. Darkhole Filhos de Athena
Mensagens : 102 Data de inscrição : 02/06/2012 Idade : 28 Localização : A parede está repleta de livros até o teto. Uma luz fraca ilumina a pequena escrivaninha lotada de anotações e desenhos. Uma garota está com um iPod ligado, absorta em sua leitura. Essa sou eu.
- Lalalalalalalala - Chocolate! - Muchachooos o/ - Death NOTE
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log: número do post. nº of words: 666 tags: --- clothes: Blusa preta, calça jeans rasgadas, tênis All Star e jaqueta de couro preta.[/url] notes : Chris, tá feliz? ù.ú
Mensagens : 3 Data de inscrição : 20/09/2012 Idade : 27 Localização : Que tal olhar para trás e ver uma menina com cabelos esvoaçando ao vento e te olhando com um olhar maligno. Pois é, essa não vai ser eu. Eu vou estar do seu lado, sorrindo e te fazendo rir xD
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Sex 21 Set 2012, 13:17
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Estou usando o uniforme da Hufflepuff e estou andando solitariamente pelo corredor.
O tempo estava um pouco estranho para Hogwarts, nuvens vinham em direção ao castelo rapidamente e era algo até um pouco assustador, a única vez que eu havia visto aquilo fora quando era menor e isto não era bom, não mesmo. Como sempre Nathaniel estava na comunal lotado de livros na mesa, cheio de atividades escolares para fazer, que normalmente estavam atrasadas. Finalmente está seria a última atividade que teria de fazer, graças a Deus havia terminado e logo depois viria o tão sonhado descanso... ou melhor, saída individualmente. Hogwarts não havia sido o que eu pensava, para mim seria muita curtição e quando eu cheguei aqui percebi que era apenas uma carga de deveres excessivos, sem contar que não havia ninguém que poderia me ajudar a faze-los. Hogwarts também tinha um outro problema, ou será que era eu o problema? Eu não havia conseguido fazer nenhuma amizade naquele lugar e estava ali, culpando a escola mesmo sabendo que eu era o problema. Suspirei e dei para mim que já havia terminado o exercício, agora eu teria o meu descanso pelo menos até amanhã onde os professores passariam diversas atividades e eu teria que ficar a semana inteira apenas para fazer uma maldita atividade que era complicada, meu pai teria nojo disto.
Subi até a comunal e guardei todo o meu material, hoje não seria igual a todos os dias... eu não ficaria até 00:00 noite acordado sem sono, iria sair hoje e tentar conhecer pessoas novas que me fizessem bem, não queria mais ser apenas aquela pessoa focada nos estudos que perdia o tempo para a própia aparência. Puxei a varinha do bolso e desci, andando apenas sem rumo pelo castelo, perdidamente. Vários alunos passavam brincando pelo corredor, novatos assim como eu que sismavam em brincar de feitiços, mesmo com todos dizendo que não poderia. Eu mesmo fazia isto, mesmo não tendo cargo importante achava muito interessante ter organização do lugar, já que não éramos porcos para viver em lugar sujo e nem quebrado. Ninguém ali sabia executar feitiços com perfeição a não ser a diretora e os professores, que por sua vez tinham papéis muito importantes na educação de qualquer bruxo cursando Hogwarts ou qualquer outra escola. Quando finalmente cheguei em meu destino, encontrei o lugar extremamente vazio o que era um pouco entristecedor, eu sai para conhecer pessoas novas e não havia ninguém aonde eu havia escolhido? Não gostava nem um pouco da ideia e imaginei aonde todos costumavam se reunir, uma coisa eu tinha certeza, na próxima vez eu não voltaria ali.
Assunto: Re: Teste de templates Sex 21 Set 2012, 13:33
The room's hush, hush And now's our moment Take it in feel it all and hold it Eyes on you, eyes on me We're doing this right Cause lovers dance when they're feeling in love Spotlight shinning, it's all about us
Would you let me lead?
Agora que estava ali, à porta de Jun, esperando que o amigo a abrisse e o cumprimentasse com, esperava ele, aquele sorriso de coelho que só Miketsukami Jun sabia dar, Wonhae percebia como estava nervoso. E nem entendia direito o por quê! Não era nem de longe a primeira vez que saía com Jun – quantas coisas já não haviam aprontado juntos? Wonhae volta e meia precisara passar uns tempos no Japão por conta de seu trabalho, quando ainda o tinha; conhecera Jun numa dessas, e, desde então, mantinha contato com ele, aventurando-se pelo Japão vez ou outra, a frequência de seus encontros aumentando à medida que Wonhae era afundado no poço do esquecimento da mídia sul-coreana. Ainda que sentisse falta de seus palcos e de seus cenários montados em grandes e pomposos estúdios de televisão, tinha de admitir que ter sido deixado de lado tinha lá suas vantagens, e uma delas era exatamente essa: poder passar um tempo maior e de melhor qualidade com as pessoas que realmente importavam. E, a cada dia, Jun se tornava uma delas. Seria por isso, então, que Wonhae sentia seu coração bater forte contra seu peito tal qual um adolescente à espera da garota a qual chamara para o baile de formatura à moda antiga? Deveria ser. Wonhae era muito bobo para essas coisas, definitivamente. O tanto que fizera pelo amigo em sua véspera de aniversário! Teria exagerado? Talvez a limusine tenha sido demais. Teria como mandá-la embora e chamar um carro um pouco menos chamativo para que Jun não visse seus exageros? Quando tentava decidir se devia ou não estourar o champagne, ouviu uma movimentação do outro lado da porta, e prendeu a respiração; Jun apareceu, de início sorrindo exatamente como Wonhae desejava; aos poucos, porém, seu rosto foi congelando numa expressão que mostrava tanto felicidade quanto espanto. Era tão fofo! Wonhae teve de rir da reação do amigo, coçando a cabeça com uma mão em seguida ante seu comentário. – Gomenasai. Acho que me empolguei só um pouquinho... – riu, levantando a cabeça, buscando os olhos de Jun para tentar ler seus sentimentos.