Dinsey= lack of fantasy?
Didi you ever think of this? it's a really old clip yes, but it's so obvious! Haha it's really worth too watch
Hard Work, work!
Ye as you can see, haven't got anyware with the design, it's harder then you think!
I hope to get it straight soon..
Oh well of topic, I think most peaople that know, know how soft i am for Dubstep? Right? I do not want to have a blog that is classed as an adult matrial-blog, but still i need to say this DUBSTEP is better then sex! haha
And you know what really gets my clock tick? NO NO NO, omg i sound so dirty! Strike that.
A good song is dubstep a great song is a good dubstep song. But do you know what is Freaking AWSOME?! Gaming-music (or game music) TURNED INTO dubstep! ye ye ye you get the picture??
just gonna leave it hear to blow your mind ;)
I'm going to find a way to capture music into a liquid form, so that I can inject this song into my bloodstream!
I hope to get it straight soon..
Oh well of topic, I think most peaople that know, know how soft i am for Dubstep? Right? I do not want to have a blog that is classed as an adult matrial-blog, but still i need to say this DUBSTEP is better then sex! haha
And you know what really gets my clock tick? NO NO NO, omg i sound so dirty! Strike that.
A good song is dubstep a great song is a good dubstep song. But do you know what is Freaking AWSOME?! Gaming-music (or game music) TURNED INTO dubstep! ye ye ye you get the picture??
just gonna leave it hear to blow your mind ;)
I'm going to find a way to capture music into a liquid form, so that I can inject this song into my bloodstream!
I am Beautiful!
nu fick jag äntligen det här länkandet att fungera! därför passar jag på att länka denna flicka. Hon är helt underbar!
And I gave in to where I thought love hid
And I gave in to where I thought love hid
To the times I thought it was real
We give in to what men want
We paint ourselves with what we think are colors of the rainbow
When we’re really cloaked in hips and lips
The brutal realities that leave us grasping
Tatters of the illusions of love and longing
And the shattered shreds of innocence
Until we wear our own colors
And part the curtains we drape over our mirrors in mourning
And look ourselves in the eye and say
With you I feel like Isis and I Am Beautiful.
We give in to what men want
We paint ourselves with what we think are colors of the rainbow
When we’re really cloaked in hips and lips
The brutal realities that leave us grasping
Tatters of the illusions of love and longing
And the shattered shreds of innocence
Until we wear our own colors
And part the curtains we drape over our mirrors in mourning
And look ourselves in the eye and say
With you I feel like Isis and I Am Beautiful.
