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Haha, this s**t's whack dude. Today being Friday, October 13th, 2006.... Of all days today had to be the day that I get change back with unique wording on the back. x3~!
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-Front- Hmm.... Now am I the only one who see's an "A" up by the top ten on the lefthand side? What of that little mark inbetween the two tens up top that happens to be directly above the "ra" on the other side? Oh the oddness~!
-Back- If I am correct, then "Nosferatu" is Transylvanian for "vampire" or "undead". Odd huh? Gotta love my luck. <33
Hah, I love making a big deal out of nothing.
Yuki Akegata · Sat Oct 14, 2006 @ 04:35am · 0 Comments |
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HIM - Resurrection
There was a time When I could breath my life in you One by one Your pale fingers started to move And I touched your face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (falling from grace) We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection You kissed my lips With those once cold fingertips You reached out for me And oh how you missed You touched my face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (falling from grace) We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection
Yuki Akegata · Fri Nov 11, 2005 @ 11:31pm · 3 Comments |
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This is going to be my last real update:
El angel del fuego, queme mis alas Me he caido adelante que sus ojos pueden ver Se no adornan Por favor Dios me perdona ya que he pecado. Rompi su ley Avergonce su cara No soy ningun angel Me he enamorado de un mortal. Le he dado mis alas. El ha tomado mi luz. No puedo entrar en su reino. Angel dulce Israfel, queme mi alma. Destruya mi deseo. Santifiqueme otra vez. Purifiqueme. Hagame quemar el color de pasion. Hagame limpiar. Sus voces me llaman, "El fuego no purifica, esto simplemente destruye. Lo que usted probo del deseo mortal, era ello el paraiso usted espero, o era ello algo mas? Sus pecados no pueden ser expiados pero nunca otra vez puede usted entrar en su reino No hay ningun cuarto para un pecador como usted. "
Yuki Akegata · Wed Nov 02, 2005 @ 03:13am · 1 Comments |
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Let me put this simply: I don't give two shits and a damn about anything anymore so don't expect an update.
Yuki Akegata · Wed Oct 26, 2005 @ 02:25am · 1 Comments |
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HIM - "Razorblade Kiss"
I taste death in every kiss we share Every sundown seems to be the last we have Your breath on my skin has the scent of our end I'm drunk on your tears, Baby, can't you see it's hurting Mmhhh mmmhhhh Every time we touch we get closer to heaven And at every sunrise our sins are forgiven Uh.uh You on my skin this must be the end The only way you can love me ist to hurt me again And again And again And again Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips Oh the taste from your lips, my Darling Taste from your lips, oh my Love Only inside I'm free I'm tired of waiting You've got to let me dream Inside Baby I'm not afraid to feel I want your to love me Cause you are the one Cause you are the one Cause you are the one Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips Your love is a razorblade kiss Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Yuki Akegata · Mon Oct 10, 2005 @ 11:21pm · 3 Comments |
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My favourite song this week: Jimmy Eat World - Sweetness
If you're listening. Sing it back. String from your tether unwinds. Up and outward (but only) to bind. I was spinning free with a little sweet and simple numbing me. Are you listening? Sing it back. So tell me what do I need when the words lose their meaning. I was spinning free with a little sweet and simple numbing me. Yeah, stumble until you crawl. Sinking into sweet uncertainty. If you're listening. Are you listening? Sing it back. I'm still running away. I won't play your hide and seek game. I was spinning free with a little sweet and simple numbing me. What a dizzy dance. This sweetness will not be concerned with me. No the sweetness will not be concerned with.
Yuki Akegata · Sun Oct 02, 2005 @ 11:25pm · 0 Comments |
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Random thing done by me:
Dancing together to the Devil's tune, entwining ourselves in the forbidden melody Laughing despite the crowds heinous looks
T'was fate who brought us together, t'was destiny whom tore us apart My heart died in your arms that night.
Years progress and still my thoughts return to you Is it okay if I dream? Is it okay to hope that when I look at the moon, you are too? Is it wrong of me to still whisper "I love you" while thinking of you?
Tell me its okay to think the wind is your voice whispering in my ear That the warmth of the sun is really just your arms around me...
Can I pretend that we will meet again? That when I make you smile, it won't be the last time
Lie to me and tell me its okay for me to dream Lie to me and say its fine to imagine you here Lie to me and promise that everything will be okay Tell me a thousand lies only for my one dream Let me embrace this pleasent delusion, Allow me to hide from my own shattered reflection Let me cry my last tears, bleed out all my sorrows And let me dream that when I die, it'll be you who'll be by my side.
Yuki Akegata · Sat Sep 24, 2005 @ 09:29pm · 9 Comments |
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Random Lyrics:
I've got a little lisp, and I've been working on my limp wrist. Women are a drag, I think I wanna be a f*****t, man. A mincing ninny, prancing fairy, merry little queen. A Bruce Labruce wet dream, a Nancy Boy with wings.
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be
Shock the middle class, take it up your punk rock a**. You rub your little thing, when you see phony dykes in Penthouse magazine. So what's the difference Mr. Cream Rinse, yuo just need a man. A beefy leather f**, to take you out in drag oh yeah.
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be
Call me a f*****t, call me a butt loving, fudge packing queer. But I don't care 'cause it's the straight in straight-edge, that makes me wanan drink a beer and be a pansy, and be a homo.
Shock the middle class, take it up your punk rock a**. You rub your puny thing, when you see studs with tight jeans pass you on the street. Who wears short shorts? You wear short shorts. You're so full of s**t Why don't you admit that you don't have the balls to be a queer.
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual. I wanna be a homosexual.
Yuki Akegata · Tue Sep 20, 2005 @ 02:06am · 2 Comments |
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