"Iire I Ringa en' Hesin tulin...lintitinwe fui selma topė aurė...Mi I hayla en' I Anar...Mmė tasar vanta mi sįra mistė...Nan mi olórė...Amin er ten lya essė...Ar mi olórė...Mmė tasar omenta ata...Iire I airė ar oronti lanta...Ar mmė tulin, ana en' aurė...Mi I morna amin ten a yello...Yello nye en...Im tasar tara...Ar ata ata" {When the cold of winter comes...Starless night will cover day...In the veiling of the sun...We will walk in bitter rain...But in dreams...I still hear your name...And in dreams...We will meet again...When the seas and mountains fall...And we come, to end of days...In the dark I hear a call...Calling me there...I will go there...And back again} ...All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter...Not All Who Wander Are Lost...The Old that is Strong Does Not Wither...Deep Roots Are Not Reached By The Frost...From the Ashes A Fire Shall Be Woken...A Light From the Shadows Shall Spring...Renewed Shall Be Blade that Was Broken...The Crownless Again Shall Be King...Seek For The Sword That Was Broken: In Imaldris It Dwells: There Shall Be Counsels Taken...Stronger Than Morgul Spells...There Shall Be Shown A Token....That Doom Is Near At Hand...For Isildur's Bane Shall Be Woken...And The Halfling Forth Shall Stand...

"Seek for the Sword that was broken:
In Imladris it dwells;

There shall be counsels taken
Stronger than Morgul-spells.

There shall be shown a token
That Doom is near at hand,

For Isildur's Bane shall waken,
And the Halfling forth shall stand."

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Morniė utśliė
(Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Morniė alantiė
(Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now


tragic ‡ Boromir would die for me.
ŗ I brake!! : Boromir ŗ
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This Hole You Put Me In...Wasn't Deep Enough, And I'm Climbing Out Right Now.
( 2005-08-22 @ 10:42 p.m. )

Oh FUCK OFF and go drink some cyanide.


Seriously, this will not be a pretty entry. I am pissed.


You know what? STOP TRYING TO CHANGE ME!


I LIKE being the living, breathing, EPITOME of all you hate and despise.


I liek the black and silver disheveled, sloppy, spiky short shoppy hair. I liek my neon pink eyeshadow and smeared black eyeliner, I even liek using the neon pink eyeshadow AS eyeliner! I love my My Chemical Romance dress shirt with the pink coffin and the red tie, and the skirt with the skulls and my big black boots. I like my bondage pants, I like my piercings and tattoo's.

I like my kick-ass and take names attitude.

I like to curse.

Since when do you tell me I dress like a teenager? That I act like a teenager because I go to shows-concerts all the time? That I MIGHT have a boyfriend if I would just "look decent" and "clean myself up?"


How can you rationalize telling me I am hideous and ugly and immature? That I need to grow up?


No, FUCK YOU and your "GROWING UP" Bullshit, fuck your screwy, off-kilter misconceptiosn about beauty.

I have no desire to CLEAN up or anything else.


I am the cleanest I have ever been.


I MAY be everything you despise, but who's fault is that? Mine for being that or yours for hating it? Cause it sounds like a personal problem to me.


I'm taking back the life you stole.

I am NOT sorry you don't like my clothes, my hair, my makeup, my choices. I am NOT sorry.


I chose my lifestyle, for better or for worse. I lost my fear of falling. So please, by all means kick me when I'm down...you had better fucking run like HELL before I get up.


I am not conventional and I may not be your vision of pretty, but why do you assume I WANT to be that? As if your doing this for my own good.


"Back home. Off the run. Singing songs that make you slit your wrists. It isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun. So I won't stop lying, won't stop dying, if you want I'll keep on crying, did you get what you deserve? Is that what you always want me for?"


You can hate someone for a million reasons. Because you disagree with their convictions, because you don't get along. Because they irritate you....


But NEVER hate someone for who THEY ARE. What RIGHT do you have to begrudge someone THAT? I can tell you....right now...nomatter WHO THE FUCK you think you are. You dont.


I'm not kidding. Never hate someone for that.


Because THAT is not your choice.


And If I've fallen out of grace.....well fuck it.

Love you all.

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