piektdiena, 2009. gada 25. decembris

"Does this look like a fairytale to you?"

"Everyone's a little mad here."
/Hatter; Alice/
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piektdiena, 2009. gada 11. decembris

not a shoulder to cry on. (nopietni)

Nelaužu stereotipus (diemžēl).
Tikai ne tādus, kādus tu iedomājies.

ceturtdiena, 2009. gada 10. decembris

what is this feeling?


Wicked! ir iespējams vislabākais mūzikls kādu es zinu, tam seko Hair. (ja ietu runa par filmām-mūzikliem, tad Moulin Rouge, ja par TV - Glee). My point is - unikāla mūzika.


Chris Colfer (Wicked! cover)- Defying Gravity

Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes and leap

It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you can't bring me down...

I'm through accepting limits
'Cuz someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But 'till I try, I'll never know
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love - I guess I have lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost

I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
And you can't bring me down...

your empty eyes seem to pass me by.

Gribiet parunāt par uzticību kaut kam/jeb kam? Piemēram, es esmu ļoti uzticīga Queen. Nezinu kādu, kurš 9 gadus būtu tik ļoti apsēsts ar vienu un to pašu izpildītāju.
...tā gan bija gara runāšana.


otrdiena, 2009. gada 1. decembris

media

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bioloģijas vietā...

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neloģisks posts ir neloģiski labs.

Yeah... gotta start
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
gotta live like we're dying

We only got
86 400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or throw it all away
we gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
while we got the chance to say
gotta live like we're dying