welcome to this rathole I call a blog. my posts are mainly about metal (oh yes ah \m/) and how mundane my life is. if you don't like the stuff here, go fuck yourself. no one gives a crap. you're a sad excuse for a human being.
Friday, 23 January 2009
Karaoke session yesterday,bowling hours ago. I feel indifferent. Fucked up. Mentally disturbed. Demented? Not really though.
When she embraces your heart turns to stone, she comes at night when you are all alone. And when she whispers, your blood shall run cold. You better hide before she finds you. Whenever she is raging, she takes all life away. Haven't you seen? Haven't you seen? The ruins of our world.At this point of time, I feel like I'm the Ice Queen. Being cold and heartless to one of the people who means alot to me.
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i, the idealistic iconoclast
my name is thahirah and i love metal. i am not your generic 1st year poly student because i happen to get toned abs from laughing daily. i still collect pocket money from my parents everyday.
unfortunately i'm not born in Finland, the promised land of heavy metal. however, i do hope to meet Finnish bands at Tuska Open Air, the Flying Finns, the dudesons and their national ice hockey team in the future.
i'm a sucker for cute guys with gorgeous flowy long hair like these dudes;
Kerim "krimh" Lechner,
Petri Lindroos,
Henkka Seppälä etc.
I guess the reason I'm still single is because I swear too much and the people I fall for don't want me as they think I'm butt ugly or I just look like the type of person who hates too much? Oh well, idk.
also, people tend to make gender jokes about me prolly because I mix with males too much or I don't wear cute dresses, pfft.
