Tuesday, June 27, 2006

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hello.. figured it might be time for a proper post on here by now.
dunno where to start. Started my summer off by going to england. had a great time, met richard of course, which was awesome :) What else..hmm... well theres just been work and more work really since i got back. Sonja's birthday was yesterday :) happy b-day ;** you're the best =*
Lindas gone off to Grimsey for work.. thats a small island nearby DalvĂ­k btw =) but she'll probably be coming home by Friday for good again :)
Well..that's got to be it for now
_arna out_

np: Broken - Seether ft. Amy Lee that song is addicting...soo sad

I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away

I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain


Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome

And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore
The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn, and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain


‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open

And I don’t feel like I am strong enough

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open

And I don’t feel like I am strong enough

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome

And I don’t feel right when you’re gone

You've gone away, you don't feel me anymore












^^,

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Fairytale of New York

It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me, won't see another one
And then he sang a song
The Rare Old Mountain Dew
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I've got a feeling
This year's for me and you
So happy Christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true

They've got cars big as bars
They've got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It's no place for the old
When you first took my hand
On a cold Christmas Eve
You promised me
Broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome
You were pretty
Queen of New York City
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more
Sinatra was swinging,
All the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night

The boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing "Galway Bay"
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it's our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can't make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you


Just Love That Song


Fairytale of New York - The Pogues

Monday, June 19, 2006

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omg i'm alive :O :O teehee... not blogged on here since like forever hehe... well.. recently got back home from england, had a great time there :)
Uuuhm..... yes...that would be all for now xD blogging is boring teehee
-arna out