tea_with_lenore
Le temps détruit tout... , 19, Feminino, Sérvia
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14760 execuções desde 21 Abr 2009
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222 Artistas no total
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Ordo Rosarius Equilibrio (766 execuções) 
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Mors Syphilitica (249 execuções)
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Sopor Aeternus & The Ensemble of Shadows (133 execuções)
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Lacrimosa (310 execuções)
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Fields of the Nephilim (611 execuções)
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Siouxsie and the Banshees (208 execuções)
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Switchblade Symphony (302 execuções)
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Cinema Strange (271 execuções)
Faixas preferidas (94)
Última faixa preferida: Fields of the Nephilim – Straight to the Light
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Switchblade Symphony – Fear
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Siouxsie and the Banshees – Cities In Dust
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Caixa de mensagens
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LondonskiKicosh escreveu:
ako, ako, treba... sve su to meni i dalje jako drage stvari... (: /// veruj mi, u potpunosti razumem... ista situacija... nama su pocheli kolokvijumi... i danas je trebalo da imam jedan tezak ali je pomeren, tako da je moguce da cu u sledecu subotu imati dva kolokvijuma. mnogo ima da se uchi, i nemam uopshte vremena za sebe... chak ni b-dej nisam mogla da proslavim zbog kolokvijuma i uchenja... ne znam, polako se navikavam na taj tempo, ali i dalje nedovoljno. valjda i za to treba vremena... /// uh, chetvrtak, petak, necu moci vec rekoh zbog chega... ali nakon sledece sedmice bi trebalo da imam malo vishe vremena... ja sam mislila da cu se dosta vidjati sa ljudima sa kojima nisam mogla dok sam zivela u gm, ali eto... a zapravo se svelo na isto. -.- /// ti, imala neke kolokvijume?
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LondonskiKicosh escreveu:
alien sex fiend iza glave, i chini mi se misfits majica... sjajno... good old times. ((; kako si, maji catki? kako ide na fakultetu? **:
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aaaniM escreveu:
hahha, pa dobro to ce mi svakako koristiti, ja znam da kazem samo "ik heet mina, ik ben verantwoordelijk en gescheiden. en ik begrijp je niet." xD haha. radujem se nasoj zajednickoj saradnji ^^ uz pivo naravno, ipak ostajemo u bloku :D
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aaaniM escreveu:
jeeee bice ti super na svedskom ^^ srecna sam :D jedva cekam da ti objasnjavam sve pa da im jebes keve tamo :D prevodilacka radionica - milan, ti i ja, svi delimo poneki jezik haha xD moraces i ti mene malo holandski, ja sve to napipavam :D
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zarumi escreveu:
ljuuuubaaaaaw <3 <3 <3
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Raven_Meadowes escreveu:
Meni su Last.fm i Spejs najdrazi.. a na zalost, retko ko vise i ide na Spejs. :/ Svi su se 'fejsbukovali' -.- Koji fax si upisala? :D Po krvnickom rasporedu predavanja mi zvuci kao filoloski ili filozofski. xD Hvalaaa. ^_^ I ti da sto pre ozdravis, pa da izdrzis taj raspored. :***
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Raven_Meadowes escreveu:
PS: Ne znam da li si videla, ali imas i Milju i Minu ovde: Zarumi i LondonskiKicosh. ^^
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Raven_Meadowes escreveu:
heh, da.. ja sam kao zaraza, ima me svuda. ;) Htela sam bas da ti ostavim koment na Spejsu da pitam kako si i sta ima novo kod tebe, pa sam videla da imas profil ovde.. Meh, na mom drugom profilu pise da smo very high: http://www.last.fm/user/CrabWhaleAndMe A i dobar deo izvodjaca sa tvoje liste jako gotivim, tako da ne verujem compatibility teste-o-metru nista. ~_^ Evo, nije lose.. nesto sam se prehladila pa sam se zavukla ovih dana u kucu i natovarila brdo knjiga za citanje. Ti, kako si mi? ^_^ <3
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PR_Tamara_Star escreveu:
ahahahah ma bitno je da ti je bilo lepo :))))
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aaaniM escreveu:
coUmiii :)
Sobre mim
syphilitic roses
poems in caked blood red
[on a cracked music-box song]
dolls on thujon
poems in caked blood red
[on a cracked music-box song]
dolls on thujon
♣ ♦ ♥ ♠
Please stop by, I'm still alive, though I'm missing fifty tomb lilies!
[Even my sister has died.]
If you see her, tell her that I'm missing fifty tomb lilies.
[Several, with her, were espied.]
Pulling my hair in town square,
flowers for the dead scattered everywhere.
[There is a mess on the cobblestones.]
Three girls crawled by last week begging for marigolds.
Now they've gone rotten and have sloppy bones!
Down by the sea there lurks a one-eyed whore
and she pokes at the corpses with sticks.
She trades for delphiniums and sets them afloat
where the maggots and black waters mix.
My sister had soft, nervous eyes colored blue and gray.
She flirted and blushed so adorably.
But now if she winks it is merely the subtle movement
of the decomposition of soft bodily tissues
and the expression is done so most horribly!
[Even my sister has died.]
If you see her, tell her that I'm missing fifty tomb lilies.
[Several, with her, were espied.]
Pulling my hair in town square,
flowers for the dead scattered everywhere.
[There is a mess on the cobblestones.]
Three girls crawled by last week begging for marigolds.
Now they've gone rotten and have sloppy bones!
Down by the sea there lurks a one-eyed whore
and she pokes at the corpses with sticks.
She trades for delphiniums and sets them afloat
where the maggots and black waters mix.
My sister had soft, nervous eyes colored blue and gray.
She flirted and blushed so adorably.
But now if she winks it is merely the subtle movement
of the decomposition of soft bodily tissues
and the expression is done so most horribly!
Sitting here now in this bar for hours
While these strange men rent strange flowers
I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours
In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara
On a backcloth of lashes and stars
In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth
And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion
And stolen guitars
While these strange men rent strange flowers
I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours
In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara
On a backcloth of lashes and stars
In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth
And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion
And stolen guitars
♣ ♦ ♥ ♠
Consider green lakes
And the idocy of clocks
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
A broken arrow in a bloody pool
The wound in the face
Of midnight proposals
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
All our dreams have melted down
We are hiding in the bushes
From dead men
Doing Douglas Fairbanks' stunts
All our stories burnt
Our films lost in the rushes
We can't paint any pictures
As the moon had all our brushes
Extracting wasps from stings in flight
Who killed Mr. Moonlight?
In the shadow of his smile
And the idocy of clocks
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
A broken arrow in a bloody pool
The wound in the face
Of midnight proposals
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
In the shadow of his smile
All our dreams have melted down
We are hiding in the bushes
From dead men
Doing Douglas Fairbanks' stunts
All our stories burnt
Our films lost in the rushes
We can't paint any pictures
As the moon had all our brushes
Extracting wasps from stings in flight
Who killed Mr. Moonlight?
In the shadow of his smile
