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Trots att jag faktiskt bröt ihop och inte orkade mer,så gick jag inte hem.
Jag bara lyssnade på mp3:n,ritade och sket i omvärlden.
Det tyckte jag var duktigt.
Väldigt duktigt.
Och efter skolan så gick jag på stan en stund,och köpte xxxHOLiC och The Black Parade.
Och så kollade jag på mobiler,som jag lovat pappa.
Det tyckte jag också var väldigt duktigt av mig.
Sen gick jag hem och slingade håret i ljusare nyanser,även om det inte syns så jävla mycket.
Färgade luggen,men det syns verkligen inte,så irriterande! >____<
Eller jo,det syns,men ingen kommer att märka något,bara för att det är så marginellt.
Ingen märker någonsin något när det gäller mig.
Eller iallafall inte i skolan.
Eller dom kanske gör det.
Men dom bryr sig väl inte,de små miffona.
Okej,inte för att jag bryr mig direkt - herre gud - jag försöker ju för fan hålla mig ifrån dom.
Men dom kommer upp och vill prata med mig hela tiden!
ANNOYING!
Skit samma..
Jag är hungrig.
Åt inget till lunch,inget mellanmål efter skolan heller.
Emot vad min doktor sade,men skit samma.
Orka bry sig -___-
Nej,nu borde jag fan ta och hålla på med en massa annat.
Har en massa anledningar till att inte skriva blog just nu.
En av anledningarna heter:
PROV
Gosh,jag hatar skolan. >____<
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said:
"Son, when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
He said:
"Will you defeat them, your demons,
and all the non believers,
the plans that they have made?"
Because one day
I'll leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade."
When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said:
"Son, when you grow up,
would you be the saviour of the broken,
the beaten and the damned?"
Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go.
And through it all,
the rise and fall,
the bodies in the streets.
When you're gone we want you all to know.
We'll carry on,
We'll carry on
And though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I can't contain it
The anthem won't explain it.
A woman sends you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all.
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Defiant to the end
We hear the call
To carry on
We'll carry on
Though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches
On and on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers
Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause I could not care at all
Do or die
You'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part
I won't explain or say
I'm sorry I'm unashamed,
I'm gonna show my scar
Give a cheer, for all the broken
Listen here,
because it's only you
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I'm just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
I'm just a man, I'm not a hero
I -- don't -- care
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
Though you're dead and gone believe me
Your memory will carry on
You'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated
Your weary widow marches on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry
We'll carry on
(Do or die,
you'll never make me
Because the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
You want it all, you wanna play this part) [x2]
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