Blogiņ neapvainojies bet,

Because of the result of me thinking,
I've decided that I don't need you at the moment.
Be good.

Arta's world.

Tik laba.. :s

Words make sentences. Sentences make memories. Best ones.

Nežēlīgi Mīļais Ini.

Es tevi neredzu. Es tevi arī ne. Šito redzi? Nē. Tas labi, neskaties.

Tārpiņi, tārpiņi, tārpiņi. Es tev tādus tārpiņus tulīt parādīšu.

If I'll cut a notch in my arm, for every time I've let you down; Visi enģelīši prot gulēt pie griestiem; Nē es nebūšu tik mīļa ka līdīšu kastē, bet kad tevi satikšu tik ļoti, ka mana sirds vnk. eksplodēs, bet fak that, jo tu totāli esi tā vērts.

Stūlbene. Dolbnis. Eleja.

Neuztraucies, esmu šeit, es tevi pasargāšu. Skaties, slidens. Saķēpājās.

You said you never give in
Never pretend that this is just a
Chapter for you
What do we do
I feel like this is war on a hill
A jack and a jill
Tryin to win a battle to do
What we never do is win

Hurry it up
Its coming at ya fast as you can run
The silver of the tip of a
Bullet from a gun is gonna
Take you down, take you down
And finally kill this love

We don't get along anymore
I saw his name and number by the door
You just take the bed and I'll take the floor
We don't get along anymore

Theres the look in your eye
Magnified a thousand times
I see the vessels of blood
Swelling above the color that made
Me turn to red, when you turned your head
At the party we never saw
We went for it all I took you like i

Never gave you up
Not a breath could come between the
Bodies lying on the carhood
I think it says a lot that i
Remember it all
Was it all just wasted love

We don't get along anymore
I saw his name and number by the door
You just take the bed and I'll take the floor
We don't get along anymore

Dīvaini kā lietas, kas kādreiz likās ka vilksies veselu mūžību, beidzās daudz ātrāk nekā viņas sākās.. Bet nu jā, ne vienmēr izdziest pilnīgi viss.. Kāpēc tā. Man pat sevi žēlot sen jau apnicis (like omfg.) bet tas ir tik interesanti īstenībā. Es tiešām gribu zināt kam būtu jānotiek, lai liesma nodzistu pavisam ūn lai agrāk degošais pavediens, būtu tik slapjšs, ka viņš vairs neaizdegtos, if you know what I mean?

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On a completely different note, and completely different mood -

Es gribēju šurp izmest nedaudz savas domas par to, kā cilvēki runā muļķības.
I mean jā, cilvēki bieži vien izmet stuff like "ak dievs kā es tevi mīlu" ūn tad var saprast ka tie cilvēki ir nelaimīgi jo nekad nemaz nav zinājuši ko tas īstenība nozīmē, sõ tagad to afišē visiem pēc kārtas, bet nu jā ne par to ir stāsts. Man besī ārā kā cilvēki pēdējā laikā sākuši visiem teikt stuff like "tu vienmēr uz manīm vari paļauties, tu zini ka es vienmēr tevi atbalstīšu" etc. etc.
Nu kāpēc jūs muļķa cilvēki to sakat. Nu labi sakiet, bet kāpēc jūs to sakiet visiem? Fakts tāds, ka ja jūs to sakiet, tad dažreiz tas cilvēks kam jūs to sakiet, tiešām pie jums vērsīsies, bet ļoti iespējams, ka jūs, atvainojos par izteicienu, ņīhūjāāā nevarēsiet tur atbalstīt or whatever, jo jūs šo cilvēku nemaz nepazīstiet, bitīt-matos, ūn viņam necik vieglāk nebūs, tieši otrādāk. Uzticība ūn atbalsts ir jānopelna, to nevajadzētu saņemt par neko ūn nevajag mētāt, kam pagadās.

Next thing. Dīvaina jaunatne mūsdienās ir. Datorus vajadzētu iznīcināt, jo cilvēki vairs neatšķir īpaši realitāti no nerealitātes, ūn attiecības no neattiecībām, ūn naidu no nenaida and other stuff no neotherstuff etc. and ne-etc. bla bla bla.

Next thing. Meitenes, frāze "lasi starp rindām" ir old. Stop using it.


Viņš gremdējas atmiņās par putu vakaru ūn Jāņu nakti.. Par dienām, kurās viņš ieraudzīja dzīvi ka pasaku, kas ir jauka, bet nekad nepiepildīsies.

'Cause I can't live if you're not happy
I can't live if you cry
But I can live without you if it makes you smile

And maybe things got weird after all that went down
Things were oh so clear that I could never get this right
So tell me what your plans are
And tell me what you're doing
The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight

Amazing song.

tīk žēl ka youtubē nav normālas not-live versijas, ūn blogspot neļauj ielikt .mp3 failus, bet nu whatever, nav nemaz tik slikta kvalitāte. (sun)

Goodnight.? [Holding on to feel the same]

Šī bija interesantākā nakts no tām, kas pavadītas vienatnē.
Aizgāju gulēt kkur ap 1iem ūn jā, apgūlos, izslēdzu gaismu, ūn sapratu ka aizmigt nevarēšu, jo miegs it nemaz nenāca, sõ ieslēdzu telefonā mūzikas atskaņotāju ūn kādas lēnas fõršas dziesmas ūn by the way nonācu pie secinājuma ka man tādu dziesmu ir maz, tikai 15.
Ūn nu jā, tā nu es, tā sakot, gulēju ūn klausījos dziesmas and nū protams ka sākās domas par viskautko, ūn jā.. aizdomājos par pagātnēm and stuff, and smaidīju.
Kkā dīvaini ka atmiņā nāca viss labais kas pagātnē bijis ar dažiem cilvēkiem, ūn nejau vnk labās lietas, bet tieši sajūtas. Tik dīvaini izjust pagātni uz savas ādas, kad tās pagātnes vairs it nemaz nav. And so, tā nu es gulēju ūn smaidīju, ūn gandrīz pat pirmo reizi dzīvē [I think] no gultas piecēlos lai visu to aprakstīt te, bēt nu tomēr paliku savā migā, jo tur bija tik labi, sõ rakstu to visu tagad. [es by the way tiiik labi izgulējos pa tām 4h-or-something (sun) ]
Jām.. forša nakts..

Here's a little lullaby for all the people who were special in my life, and for a few who still are, for some unknown reason.

Dienas.. =)

Ehh. ja visas dienas būtu tādas kā pēdējā nedēļa, tad dzīve būtu tik salda. Varētu pat teikt ka tik pat laba kā visiem pārejiem.. :D :D
bēt bāc. tīk forši viss pēdējā laikā ir ūn es nevaru sagaidīt 4dienu,5dienu un 6dienu, kā arī velāk otrdienu ūn 5dienu pēc tam ūn 5dienu pēc tam pēc tam. (sun)
ūn jocīgā kārtā es nevaru sagaidīt arī šo 7dienu tīri subjektīvu iemeslu dēļ, ūn man ir nojauta ka tā būs jauka diena, neskatoties uz to, ka tai tādai it nemaz nebūtu jābūt, zinot kā viss izvērsās, bet nu fāk that, It's going to be a good damn day and noone's going to fuck it up (sun)

[I][Snt][Snd][Ja][Ju][Lī][Le][La][RGr][RŠ][T][D][N]
(h).

Time's up

And then we'll croak.

We've both been abandoned, hung out to dry. Throw the book at us and watch us die. At least I say it was worth a try and even though we failed, well we're a little more wise. We've been waiting to no avail we watched the rain turn into hail. I'll waste my last words on a joke. I'll smile and laugh and then I guess I'll croak. So as our hairs turn from black to gray and as our bodies shrivel from decay. I guess we'll laugh but then shed a tear because it's pretty cold in an empty theatre. Bury me next to my two friends when it rains on me it rains on them. And as we spin out on the ice we'll just sit quietly and think that's life. Well we've been waiting such a long time I'm sorry friend, but I'm a little behind. With all odds against me we keep moving, but now we're not moving. We've gone too far. I'm sorry that we tried. I'm sorry that we waited so fucking long and here we are. At least we'll die, and when we die we'll brush it off just like a joke. We'll smile and laugh and then I guess we'll croak.

Make sure there are tears on my face, before you take that picture.

Don't forget that you've been to the place where we all quit, And just linger and help me cut off all the fingers on my right hand. I will bury those dead in the sand. And as we drown, we'll make jokes, at all the suckers in their boats. Time heals what's left of your soul and turns it into gold that God steals, our potential is heat we excrete with our feet on the ground. And I dare you to measure the entropy now. I hope that when I die I choke, on swords of promises that I broke. If you ever laugh again, make it so loud, That even though I try, I can't shut it out. And there's a rope around our necks but atleast we'll be on top for a second, right before we drop.

Oh shit.

One night, I had a bad dream. All I could see was darkness in front of me. Light began peeking out in the distance, a thick layer of fog covering the air like a thick quilted blanket. The light didn't seem to be a car's headlights, as it grew slowly, eventually thinning back out into the omnipresent black. I hear the sound of a person; a mumble, as if they are struggling. The light spins back around and stops on me. A light house, perhaps? I am standing on a lifeboat, in the middle of the ocean... and what do I see behind me? Tom Higgenson, preparing to throw me to the sharks? No, it was Jon Cook from Forever the Sickest Kids. I sighed a breath of relief, until I look down at my hands, which are covered in feathers. No pants? A beak for a nose? Oh shit. I'm a duck.

C'mon.

London

Sõõõõ...
Emocijas, stuff. Here we go.
Pirmkārt. nū tīīīk pavasarīgs laiks, nice.
Otrkārt. Holy crap, kā var būt tik daudz geji vienā pilsētā.
Treškārt. ZOMG ALL THE JUNKFOOD. <3
Ceturtkārt. I hope that person who took my fucking wallet is happy with it, because I liked it, and I hope you choke, because it had no money in it whatsoever.
Piektkārt. Londona interesanti ietekmē cilvēkus. Ar Jurģi daudz labāki draugi palikām, I think Laura likes me and I think I like Iveta. Nu jā. Weird.
Sestkārt. Tik õsom braukt ar iepirkuma ratiņiem lejā pa kalnu, bēt žēl ka nesanāca bobs ar 4 cilvēkiem. ^^
Septītkārt. Toms ir cūka, kā var tādā mēslu kaudzē dzīvot. :D
Astotkārt. Wtf. 90% no meitenēm nēsā zeķu bikses.
Devītkārt. Wtf. Kāpēc nav nevienas smukas meitenes.
Desmitkārt. Wtf kapēc tik daudz indieši. :D
Vienpadsmitkārt. Es nekad neesmu vēl 5 dienās izdzēris tik daudz alkohola.
Divpadsmitkārt. Es neatceros ka būtu rakstījis to ierakstu kas ir pirms šitā, bet nu jā, tas mani nepārsteidz.
Trīspadsmitkārt. Jānis faking skaļi krāc un Tomam ar Jurģi ir 1:0, If you know what I mean.
Četrpadsmitkārt. Mums radās faking daudz catch-phrases.
Piecpadsmitkārt. Francūži ir nice people. Tomēr.
Sešpadsmitkārt. ZOMFG I have Jeremy Clarkson's book, and I'll read it all, and it has 550 pages, which is effing sick for me, because I never read anything that's more than 30 pages [except FHM, ofc.] but jā. Zomg.
Septiņpadsmitkārt. Man patika tā cepure :(
Astoņpadsmitkārt. Tie momenti, kad visi tavi draugi ir piepisušies, un tu, izdzēris tik pat cik viņi, es pilnīgi skaidrā, un esi apgūlies gultā, un skaties griestos, jo esi vīlies tajā faking alkoholā, dažreiz ir labi mirkļi.
Es ļoti veselīgi padomāju kādu stundiņu, par sevi, par nākotni, par pagātni, par dīvaino tagadni, par cilvēku attieksmi pret mani un vispār pret lietām visapkārt un nu jā, es tagad uz saviem draugiem skatos citādāk, ūn es pats uz sevi skatos citādāk.
Deviņpadsmitkārt. Sāk notikt tā viena lieta, par kuru es tik ļoti brīnījos, ka viņa vēl nav notikusi, bet nu jā, sāk notikt. Man sāk pret kādu rasties naids bez nekāda jauna iemesla.
Divdesmitkārt. Es beidzot oficiāli varu pateikt, ka esmu ārā no svešas dzīves.
Divdesmitviensorsomethingkārt. Pagaidām pietiks. I'm sleepy. Nav gulēts diezgan ilgi.

Hello light

(drnk) naaisss (tree)

London.

Nu jau var teikt..
TODAY. (SUN)

Pack your bags, I think you're leaving.

Love them.


For the rhythm


For the contradiction


For the words


For the atmosphere


For the attitude


For the "rozīnīte"



For being me-



For being my anthem.

I want to hate because It'd be something new.

Roaches and stalkers.
Vikings and carriers.
Reapers and sentries.
12 gadi, oh māi gād.
Ūn jā. pirms pāris dienām dabūju arī es savu atslēgu, ūn jā narkomānija bik pārdzīvota I guess. ^^

Anyway, cita lieta -

[2010.03.09. 21:22:11] Kicis says: http://www.parstiprulatviju.lv/upload/STIPRO_SKREJIENS_2010_www.pdf
[2010.03.09. 21:22:12] Kicis says: ???

That's gonna be fun. Can't wait. Dubļi (h)

Next.. next..
Jā šodien bija foršas pusdienas Rock&Rigā, nice and tasty, and beeeer <3.
ūn protams ka pēc tam uz statistiku iet vairs negribas so -> alus krogs. (pēc tam gan statistika, jo KD kā nekā.)
daudz bužināšanas, neliels reibumiņš, skriešana pa akmens tiltu pa mašīnu joslām, un jā. fun ^__^

Ūn jā, kkas ko es te nekad neesmu rakstījis, jo nekad to neesmu īsti iedomājies, bet nu tieši šobrīd, man tas ienāca prātā, ūn es daļēji sapratu tādu lietu..
N.M.I. I miss the way we used to be. I miss the way you used to be. I hate the fact that you changed so much. So long ago. Yeah.. So-long again. /izbālējusi melna krāsa ar dzeltenām, izbalējušām zvaigznēm./
Alūksnes ezers. mmh.

Get burned.

Everybody sleeps
But I haven't done that in the last few weeks or so
And yeah, I know the remedy
But they ran out yesterday
I can't re-fill anything
Especially my heart. especially my brain
If I could bottle up this mess I could do it all again

And I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again, miss it again

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I've been burned
And maybe let you know I'm still standin'
If you miss it again, miss it again, I'm around

And you, you were down the street
And I watched you through the windows draped with sheets so white
And yeah, it looks a lot like me
Is it a comfort that you need or coincidence that's everything
Especially my eyes, 'specially my clothes
But does it move you inside out
Maybe I don't wanna know!

And I don't wanna know if there's that there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
Gonna miss it again, miss it again

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I've burned
And maybe let you know I'm still standin'
If you miss it again, miss it again I'm around


And all the times you wanted out, you never said a thing about
How we would just become the ships inside a bottle
Breakin' down, sails fallin' off
Tryin' to stay afloat inside a place you can't survive

Are we breakin' down?

'Cause I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if I'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where we used to sleep

Just wanna walk away from the ashes
Take the fact that I've been burned
And maybe let you know I'm still standin'
If you miss it again, miss it again, I'm around

Pozitīvi.

People want me.
Cool. :D

P.S. LONDONAAAAA 5 DIENAS ZOMG.

Mood:

(sun)

Clicky on the image

Doma, kas man galvā ir jau ļoti sen.

If a person is making you choose between him/her and someone else, then he/she is not worth being chosen.

"And the truth that has been said, will unite us once again"

Dreams I've lived, no matter how real I feel
'Cause you're bleeding yourself
The car crash the day we met
From his hand, it's all the things you had meant to say
Timeless feel, it's like you've never been away

77 and Central Park
That's where we ran to start
This life of secrets, no more sin
That's when we fell apart
It's gonna take a lot more time
To figure all this out
Nobody said it was easy
Just live with no regrets, regrets, regrets

I can't much believe
These things that you say
'Cause you're bleeding yourself
The blood that's run down your face
I can't seem to shake this fear this fate
And I can't seem to shake this fate that I bleed

77 and Central Park
That's where we ran to start
This life of secrets, no more sin
That's when we fell apart
It's gonna take a lot more time
To figure all this out
Nobody said it was easy
Just live with no regrets, regrets, regrets
Regrets.

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I can't remember the last time
That I felt like something good happened
You left these photographs out for me
To see and remember the good times

And I will live in the echoes of
My song until something good happens

Rainbows and butterfly kisses hold
Me down and keep me asleep at night
And I can't even write home about
These things that cross my radio

I won't ever let you forget
Just what you gave and took away
When will the thought of you fade
Just like another song I wrote for you

And I will live in the echoes of
My song until something good happens

Rainbows and butterfly kisses hold
Me down and keep me asleep at night
And I can't even write home about
These things that cross my radio

I can't write, write home
Of these dark, these things
That cross my, my radio
I can't write, write home

Rainbows and butterfly kisses hold
Me down and keep me asleep at night
And I can't even write home about
These things that cross my radio