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Inexplicable Non-sense

Inexplicable non-sense by Graduation Pressure

The other side comes out for

the first instance, dynamic life

chases to the direction it was fated.

Isolation to the mirror makes the

real bliss but reminiscence is inevitable

It makes no logic at all coming out

with the unsounded lines, indeed the

deepest sense cannot be cultivated

any longer with no exceptions.

Oh yeah! Super-hungry for adventure,

aiming to get outta’ dodge! But it

sucks when the hell mood leads out

to fallacy discrete guilt is killing

you at a snail's pace

Screamin’ out loud… rise and you’ll fall..

finite chances must be cherished..

Rise again…(extra rice please)

Hahay My Direction

MY DIRECTION . . .

I need your own advice
Im falling far behind
You need to tell me now
If im pushing you away

I suffer with your dust
Im burnin all your trust
I can’t believe it’s true
That I need you here to stay

I need your attention
Point me to the right direction
I’ve made my decision
Point me to the right direction

I’m looking in your eyes
I’m reading all your lies
I pretend to be alright
But it kills me down inside

I need to move away
From the broken endless day
When time is runnin out
Can you help me once again

So here I am
To my last stand
I’m tired to fall
I’m tired to crawl
It’s my goodbye
To one and all
Just like before
Away from you

Rain Rain Rain...

Ulan by gHeTzEinG

Lagi nalang umu-ulan
Parang walang katapusan
Tulad ng paghihirapko ngayon
Parang walang humpay
Sa kabila ng lahat ng aking pagsisikap
Na limutin ka ay di parin magawa

Hindi naman ako tanga
Alam ko na wala kana
Pero mahirap lang na tanggapin
Di na kita kapiling
Iniwan mo ako nag-iisa
Sa gitna ng dilim at basing-basa pa sa ulan

Pero huwag mag-alala
dina kita gagambalain
Alam ko naman ngayon
may kapiling ka nang-iba

Tanging hiling ko sa’yo
Na tuwing umu-ulan
Maalala mo sanang may
Nagmamahal sa’yo. Ako…..
Lalalalalalalalala….

Joy???

"Joy can be real only if people look on their life as a service, and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness."

"Joy can be real only if people look on their life as a service, and have a definite object in life outside themselves and their personal happiness."

ChikaBabes Theorem!!!

Originated from: Chikababes Theorem

> A hug leads to a kiss... A kiss
> leads to a
> lick... A
> lick leads to a suck... And a suck leads to a
> f*ck.
> So tell me how many people you want to
> hug
> after
> you hear this cuz sex is like math... you
> add
> the
> bed... subtract the clothes... divide the
> legs...
> leave your solution... and pray you don't
> multiply!
> Send right after you read this something
> good will
> happen at 2:25 tommorrow. Get ready for
> the
> biggest shock in you life!!! Whoever
> breaks
> this
> chain letter will be cursed with
> relationship
> problems for the next ten years. If you
> sent
> this
> in
> 15 minutes your safe. Something good
> will
> happen to you tonight at 11:11 pm. This
> is
> not a
> joke... someone will either call you or will
> talk
> to u
> online!

Hands Down - GhetzBoard Confessional

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep
This air is blessed, you share with me
This night is wild, so calm and dull
These hearts they race from self-control
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine
We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours to fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery
Whichever you prefer

The words are hushed lets not get busted,
just lay entwined here undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions..
"Hey did you get some?"
"Man, that is so dumb."
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close
they can't hear, so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy
My heart is yours to fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelery
Which ever you prefer

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo
The dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair
That you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it was so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet and the gate was locked
So I jumped it and let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew, that you meant it
That you meant it, that you meant it
And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it

Nothing s-i-m-p-l-e

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