Weirdbiscuit
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The haze beyond your eyes clouds my sight,
Are there feelings lying at the bottom of your heart?
Even if the whole world was yours,
Would that that bring you happiness?
Why do you stare up at the lonesome sky?
Why, let's see you smile
I know what you're like,
How you aren't good at putting things into words, so why not...
What happened in days long past?
In your eyes, as turn your gaze away from me
Do you know of such a warmth,
One that can embrace you on those lonely nights by yourself?
Why are you so worked up on appearances?
Why, open up your heart
I know you've had a heavy cross to bear,
But I've got the strength to accept you
So why not try believing in me
The free are awkward...
The free are anxious...
Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?
Why, let's see you smile
I know what you're like,
How you aren't good at putting thing into words
So why not try believing in me
-why ayaka-
and now I now that sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
oh and if you have some time check out my deviantart see link
Are there feelings lying at the bottom of your heart?
Even if the whole world was yours,
Would that that bring you happiness?
Why do you stare up at the lonesome sky?
Why, let's see you smile
I know what you're like,
How you aren't good at putting things into words, so why not...
What happened in days long past?
In your eyes, as turn your gaze away from me
Do you know of such a warmth,
One that can embrace you on those lonely nights by yourself?
Why are you so worked up on appearances?
Why, open up your heart
I know you've had a heavy cross to bear,
But I've got the strength to accept you
So why not try believing in me
The free are awkward...
The free are anxious...
Why do you look up at the lonesome sky?
Why, let's see you smile
I know what you're like,
How you aren't good at putting thing into words
So why not try believing in me
-why ayaka-
and now I now that sometimes goodbye is a second chance.
oh and if you have some time check out my deviantart see link
God must like dumb people he made ME !!
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YEAH!
1 decennium geledenBij mij wel.. Limoenwire geeft mij alleen van die filmpjes en artiesten die er niets mee te maken hebben ><
Ik ben ZOOOOOOO Erig
1 decennium geledenJa ik ben Erig.
E-rig!
I mean it!
And I feel like writing this in English but I'm afraid I'm not going to find the right words and then you have awkward dot-dot-dot moments like this: ...
(man, my humor sucks and this is a moment where you, as friend, say: 'Noooo, silly, your humor doesn't sucks') It's really late not really, but it's late - and I'm writing really odd stuff.. Odd... never used that word. Now I did! I'm happy... whiiieeeeeee
Ok back to the point.. and to the beautiful dutch language aahhh.. *that was weird*
Dusjaa;.. IK ben ERIG ERG ERG ERG!
Ik krijg inspiratie (dat VERVLOEKTE woord!) voor een NIEUWE story (weer zoiets vervloekt) door die 'nieuwe' reclame te zien van die auto waar er allemaal sprookjesachtige dingen gebeuren.. Met die eenhoorns enal.
HOE KAN DAT NU?!
Plus mijn idee heeft er niets mee te maken..
WHY? WHY ME?!
I'm a dramaqueen *sigh*ik ga je nu laten om een documentaire te zien over visjes anders word mijn pa kwaad.
VISJES
Degene achter deze computer en die deze woorden tijpt
First you have to write!
1 decennium geledenMUHAHAHAAAAAAA
Haha, ja ze zijn ook out of character want ik zou niet weten hoe ze echt zo zijn x'D Maar ja
Thanks voor je awsome reactie<3
1 decennium geledenxx
Emma! Ik heb je hulp nodig !
1 decennium geledenIk zit verdomme vast met het EINDE van mijn verhaal, Verdomme!
het einde! Het zo belangrijke einde!
En ik zit héél de tijd te twijfelen of het goed is of niet. Aarggh!
Ik ga dood.
Ben dood..
Dusjaaaaaa antwoord alsjebliiieeft op dit euh.. ding en zeg dat ik je dat deel door mag sturen please please please
(wat ben ik lief zeg, ik zeg wat je moet antwoorden xp [dat was ironie/sarcasme à la moi])
Red mij uit de .. eh.. nood!
Alvast bedankt(seems silly to put that at the end of this message)HELUp