What is wrong with you?

Your just fucking gay and dont grasp the concept of anything.

You... you're ok, i like you.

Do you have like, serious mental problems? because if you do, we can fix that.

You look anorexic. Your head is huge and your body is small....yea, anorexia nervousa or however u spell it.

I'm glad u got a life.. wait, you dont have a life because your obsessing again... what a dumb fuck

You get over yourself and quit playin it off like its some big deal or something

and you....you are too pathetic. You are so brainwashed that it's not even funny. you will never amount to anything because of the fact that you are brainwashed. Your life has gone to hell. just about like mine has, except you have more turns to go around before you can realize your main purpose in life. My main purpose is to piss people off and tell pathetic people like you how pathetic they actually are. Listen to me if you want, i cant make you, but u know what? I'm almost always right about these things, ya know? i've been right about almost everything that has to do with you so far, even though ya know, u dont care anymore, theres a peice inside of you that remembers the summer and how fun it was. but until you can see that, Fuck you.



i feel better.


Oh, and I like you and you too...and i really like you.



♠
Rachel

You are Ville Hermanni Valo So handsome, masculine
and yet also feminine. With the best of both
-- strength and sensitivity, boldness and
beauty. The dark lord of the European stage,
the melodic voice of wicked love . . . and
sensual death. Of course, he is something more
than just the idol he has become. Ville is more
than just a German magazine cover. He is a
person. A human. As dark and deadly as his
lyrics, his songs are -- that is as full of
life as he can be. He is funny, tender, honest
. . .but sometimes to a fault.


What HIM member are you?
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I am going to marry Ville...one day...

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A 'V'' of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to the razor
That never enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again?

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt

Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance her to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the bind of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine

Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

When there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
One more son
If you can hold on
If you can hold on, hold on
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks
I am so much older than I can take
And my affection, well it comes and goes
I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out
Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run
Is there room for one more son
These changes ain't changing me
The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier
...

Yeah, you know you got to help me out
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
You know you got to help me out
You're gonna bring yourself down
You're gonna bring yourself down
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner
Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and in, last call for sin
While everyone's lost, the battle is won
With all these things that I've done
All these things that I've done
If you can hold on
If you can hold on

There must be something we can eat
Maybe find another lover
Should I fly to los angeles
Find my asshole brother

Mickey mouse has grown up a cow
Dave’s on sale again
We kissy kiss in the rear view
We’re so bored
You’re to blame

Try to see it once my way
Everything zen
Everything zen
I don’t think so

Raindogs howl for the century
A million dollars a steak
As you search for your demi-god
And you fake with a saint