Everyone who goes to 2046 has the same intention, they want to recapture lost memories. Because in 2046 nothing ever changes. But, nobody knows if that is true or not because no-one has ever come back.
Wendy? Darling? Light, of my life.I'm not gonna hurt ya.You didn't let me finish my sentence.I said, I'm not gonna hurt ya.I'm just going to bash your brains in.
10,000 years
Everyone who goes to 2046 has the same intention, they want to recapture lost memories. Because in 2046 nothing ever changes. But, nobody knows if that is true or not because no-one has ever come back.
Θυσία
Η θυσία είναι η κυριότερη μορφή της λεγομένης δημοσίας λατρείας κυρίως στις παγανιστικές θρησκείες.
Κοσμογονία.
Με τον όρο κοσμογονία, (κόσμος+γέγονα) εννοείται στη φιλοσοφία μια θεωρία προέλευσης του σύμπαντος.
Fake.
Needless to say I have some unusual habits, yet all these socially acceptable people can't wait to pick up hammers and smash their food to bits. Normal people are so hostile.
Iron.
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste of the blood on my lips.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSkb0kDacjs
What's on your mind ?
Seriously_
You don't wanna know what's on my mind. If you could hear my thought, you'd be in tears.
They think that my mind is a pretty place. Truly, my mind is not such a pretty place. It's a place of horror, suffering and pain. Depression consumes me, leaving little pieces of me left to function. It's surprising I can get out of my bed every day and make myself act like I'm normal and happy and some other shit, because it's easier than having to explain why I'm sad. I wish I couldn't have to get up, I wish I could sleep more because sleep is like being dead for a while without the commitment. I want so badly to stop the pain, the reality, the torture,..life.
I wanna kill the pain.
I wanna get rid of the suicidical thoughts, I'm never good enough.
and just like Bon Iver sing 'at once I knew I was not magnificent'.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWcyIpul8OE
it's part of me, apart from me
You don't wanna know what's on my mind. If you could hear my thought, you'd be in tears.
They think that my mind is a pretty place. Truly, my mind is not such a pretty place. It's a place of horror, suffering and pain. Depression consumes me, leaving little pieces of me left to function. It's surprising I can get out of my bed every day and make myself act like I'm normal and happy and some other shit, because it's easier than having to explain why I'm sad. I wish I couldn't have to get up, I wish I could sleep more because sleep is like being dead for a while without the commitment. I want so badly to stop the pain, the reality, the torture,..life.
I wanna kill the pain.
I wanna get rid of the suicidical thoughts, I'm never good enough.
and just like Bon Iver sing 'at once I knew I was not magnificent'.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWcyIpul8OE
it's part of me, apart from me
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