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07/12/2020 09:27 PM 

Every Day is Exactly the Same - NIN lyrics i like

I believe I can see the future
'Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again, that might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around, oh no

07/08/2020 12:42 PM 

SNAIL
Current mood:  peaceful

Simply new and in love 

07/08/2020 12:40 PM 

The Becoming - NIN

it wont give up, it wants me dead. 
goddamn this noise inside my head 
ⁱᵗ ʷᵒⁿᵗ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵘᵖ, ⁱᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ. 
ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵃᵐⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁿᵒⁱˢᵉ ⁱⁿˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃᵈ
ᵢₜ wₒₙₜ gᵢᵥₑ ᵤₚ, ᵢₜ wₐₙₜₛ ₘₑ dₑₐd. 
gₒddₐₘₙ ₜₕᵢₛ ₙₒᵢₛₑ ᵢₙₛᵢdₑ ₘy ₕₑₐd 
.bɒɘb ɘm ꙅƚᴎɒw ƚi ,qu ɘviǫ ƚᴎow ƚi
bɒɘʜ ʏm ɘbiꙅᴎi ɘꙅioᴎ ꙅiʜƚ ᴎmɒbboǫ

ĭ̶̼̥̘̠̗̯͚̈́̆̏͜t̸̡̧̼̜̲͙̙̟́̐̽͒̈͌͂̕͘ ̶̦̇͂́̌͆̽̅̓w̶̻̓͌͜ơ̴͇̞̔̒̉́̕͘ñ̸͖̞͔͉͕͚̎̄̇̏̀͐͆͜t̸̮͈͕͔̺͑́̏̔̆̊͘̚͘͠ ̵̨͕̮̺̮̻͗̅̀́̎̋͌̅͘͘g̵̜̠̤͚̘̈́̉̾̄̓͌͝i̷̢̻̮͔̮͕̻̼̽v̸̹͚͍̞͆̔̈́́̉̂̚̚͝ē̷̦͕̼͜ ̷̮̘̠̖̠̣͇̮̪̰̂̈́̿̍͗̀͌͝u̵̞̲̰͊p̵̞̺̳̟̺͎̹̩̽,̷̛̳̪̱̮̮͓̱̯͆̆̊̅̓̉̕ ̷͋͋̓̀͘ͅi̸̥͖͔̞̳̔͛̍̉̔͒͋͋̀̕͜ť̵͕̜̟̄͒̅͜͝ ̴̩͓͛͋͝ŵ̴̛̬͖̿̈́͝a̸̦̳̦̺̮͔͇̫̎̄n̵̘̥̓͆̐ţ̷̯̻̤̺̲̬̩͕̊̄̍s̸̛̱̥̙̻͉̻͙͚̦͓͗͝͠ ̵̨̙͍̣͇͚̗̳̮̫͋̾̐m̶̧̞̱͉̓̓̈e̴̥̮̯̋̂͑͝ ̵̨̢̛̗̳̝̦͇̗̾̑̑̔̎̍͊̃͝d̶̜̔̐̑̇͐̅͌͝ę̶̪̫̥̭̥͚̩͉̑ȁ̴̙͎̣̲̞̳͓̌͐̍̍̋͐͠d̶̜͛̿͒͗̑̇̎̋.̸̢̢͍͍̣͕̟͎̻̿̆̔̎̎ ̶̖̈͑͂̓͠ͅ
̴̡̨̼͎͈̼̗̘͙̋̒̒͗́͑͂ǧ̴̥̒o̵̰͕̒͗̿̍̑͜͝͝d̸̻͂̄̌̾̄͊̽̉͛͝d̷̨̛̑̿̌̔̽̎̕͠a̵̲̤͖͇͚͖̲̪̓̾͐̏́͂͑̌͂̓m̸̱͖͔͖̻̋̈́̐̈́̎̈́̀̒̏͠n̸̻̪̻͆̽̌͊͝ ̷̖̙̔̇͛͂̍͗͐̀͝ṫ̸̨̧̙̱̤̖͚͓́̅̈h̵̢̤̗̙̺̯̾͑̊̓í̵̘͍̪̱̐̈́̚̚̕͝͝ͅs̵̡͇̯̙̿̑̎̀͊̌̎̒͜͜ͅ ̶̨̝̭̬̂n̴͖͔̰̬̦̟͚͛̈́͌̈́̔̑̎ǫ̶̣̝͔̯̪͓̦̤̀ĩ̷̪̺͉̼̰͕̗̼̖͛̐͋̓͋̈̈̇̕s̸̛̠̩̀̓͐̌̈́͑͐͒̕e̸̜͐̄͑̋̌͒̈́̃̀̕ͅ ̴̡̝̰̣̜̫̱̗̾͆́į̵̧͙̤̱͎̺̱̝̠̒͑̌̊n̸̡̛̮̫̰̬͎̗̫͓̽͗̔̉̎̓̅ṣ̷̨̨̫͉̖̙̠̈́į̷̛̦͂́́̊̈́̚d̸̨̛͍̱͖͑̓͊̽̋̍̄̊ȩ̶͙̝̱͓͓̪͇̺̣͌̊̅͗ ̶̡̛̥́̌̃͊̆̋͒͋m̵̛̜̥̤̯̳̲͇̘̭̅̈́̿̃͑͘y̵̨͓͇̦͆̔͊͠ ̸̟̞͉͕̹̘̝̹̤̊̓͛͆ḩ̴̙̯̹̭̥͐͜͜ȅ̵͇̈́à̸̞̥d̸̳̮̣̫͆̀

ί̶̼̥̘̠̗̯͚̆̈́̆̏͜𝓉̸̡̧̼̜̲͙̙̟́̐̽͒̈͌͂̕͘ ̶̦̇͂́̌͆̽̅̓𝓌̶̻̓͌͜๏̴̛͇̞̔̒̉́̕͘η̸͖̞͔͉͕͚̃̎̄̇̏̀͐͆͜т̸̮͈͕͔̺͑́̏̔̆̊͘̚͘͠ ̵̨͕̮̺̮̻͗̅̀́̎̋͌̅͘͘𝕘̵̜̠̤͚̘̈́̉̾̄̓͌͝i̷̢̻̮͔̮͕̻̼̽𝓿̸̹͚͍̞͆̔̈́́̉̂̚̚͝Ē̷̦͕̼͜ ̷̮̘̠̖̠̣͇̮̪̰̂̈́̿̍͗̀͌͝𝕦̵̞̲̰͊ℙ̵̞̺̳̟̺͎̹̩̽,̷̛̳̪̱̮̮͓̱̯͆̆̊̅̓̉̕ ̷͋͋̓̀͘ͅi̸̥͖͔̞̳̔͛̍̉̔͒͋͋̀̕͜Ŧ̵͕̜̟̌̄͒̅͜͝ ̴̩͓͛͋͝𝐰̴̛̬͖̂̿̈́͝𝔞̸̦̳̦̺̮͔͇̫̎̄ἠ̵̘̥͆̐𝓉̷̧̯̻̤̺̲̬̩͕̊̄̍𝔰̸̛̱̥̙̻͉̻͙͚̦͓͗͝͠ ̵̨̙͍̣͇͚̗̳̮̫͋̾̐𝐦̶̧̞̱͉̓̓̈𝓔̴̥̮̯̋̂͑͝ ̵̨̢̛̗̳̝̦͇̗̾̑̑̔̎̍͊̃͝𝔡̶̜̔̐̑̇͐̅͌͝έ̶̨̪̫̥̭̥͚̩͉̑α̴̙͎̣̲̞̳͓̏̌͐̍̍̋͐͠๔̶̜͛̿͒͗̑̇̎̋.̸̢̢͍͍̣͕̟͎̻̿̆̔̎̎ ̶̖̈͑͂̓͠ͅ
̴̡̨̼͎͈̼̗̘͙̋̒̒͗́͑͂Ⓖ̴̥̌̒𝐨̵̰͕̒͗̿̍̑͜͝͝𝕕̸̻͂̄̌̾̄͊̽̉͛͝Ⓓ̷̨̛̑̿̌̔̽̎̕͠𝓐̵̲̤͖͇͚͖̲̪̓̾͐̏́͂͑̌͂̓ⓜ̸̱͖͔͖̻̋̈́̐̈́̎̈́̀̒̏͠𝐧̸̻̪̻͆̽̌͊͝ ̷̖̙̔̇͛͂̍͗͐̀͝𝓽̸̨̧̙̱̤̖͚͓̇́̅̈𝐇̵̢̤̗̙̺̯̾͑̊̓ί̵̘͍̪̱̐̈́̚̚̕͝͝ͅ𝕊̵̡͇̯̙̿̑̎̀͊̌̎̒͜͜ͅ ̶̨̝̭̬̂ภ̴͖͔̰̬̦̟͚͛̈́͌̈́̔̑̎Ⓞ̶̨̣̝͔̯̪͓̦̤̀Ⓘ̷̪̺͉̼̰͕̗̼̖̃͛̐͋̓͋̈̈̇̕𝐒̸̛̠̩̀̓͐̌̈́͑͐͒̕𝒆̸̜͐̄͑̋̌͒̈́̃̀̕ͅ ̴̡̝̰̣̜̫̱̗̾͆́ι̵̨̧͙̤̱͎̺̱̝̠̒͑̌̊Ň̸̡̛̮̫̰̬͎̗̫͓̽͗̔̉̎̓̅Ṣ̷̨̨̫͉̖̙̠̈́เ̷̨̛̦͂́́̊̈́̚đ̸̨̛͍̱͖͑̓͊̽̋̍̄̊є̶̧͙̝̱͓͓̪͇̺̣͌̊̅͗ ̶̡̛̥́̌̃͊̆̋͒͋𝐦̵̛̜̥̤̯̳̲͇̘̭̅̈́̿̃͑͘𝓨̵̨͓͇̦͆̔͊͠ ̸̟̞͉͕̹̘̝̹̤̊̓͛͆Ⓗ̴̧̙̯̹̭̥͐͜͜𝔢̵͇̏̈́卂̸̞̥̀๔̸̳̮̣̫͆̀

07/07/2020 07:54 PM 

alone
Current mood:  numb

You forgot again
left all alone
alone
alone, again
lonely
so lonely 
isolated
left alone
forgotten
again
inside a mind
swallowed by a bottomless pit 
is that you? 
Darkness
Abaddon
what should I do? 

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06/25/2020 09:38 PM 

untitled

Night made his presence known. 
Lying across his bed, wondering if he should buy
some cigars. He'd never smoked one before, 

I begin to wonder, with LSD. The hotel room 
was knocking  at the foot of the bed. 
So damned, crazy, most definitely.

06/24/2020 12:52 PM 

Sleep

Miserably
I feel sick, weak
my thoughts, sleep. 
Oh, blissful rest
I fear sleep 
God! 
conscious, awake
i left her
see...
blind, 
blind,
horror,
agonised

06/24/2020 09:25 PM 

untitled

the intense night, I shriek.

No voice, the weight of the heart, struggling to cry. 
bound up, dead. 
I violently threw up. 

No longer came hope
I felt still, despair. 
I had fallen into a trance. 

Buried in some coffin,
deep, deep, forever,
nameless grave.

Again I shriek, of agony through the night. 

06/24/2020 09:19 PM 

Liten Klovn

Little did
  I know, 
    That 
      Every 
        Night a 

Known
  Lovers 
    Oath could be so
       Violent and 
          Never kind 

06/24/2020 09:12 PM 

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨
Current mood:  high

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘯, 
   𝘢𝘭𝘭-𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥
        𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴. 

𝘈 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥. 
   𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩, 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺
      𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘦. 

𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮,
    𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮...
        𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥

𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯.
   𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵
        𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵...

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 
    𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 
        𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥. 

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 
    𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘪𝘳 
        𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘧 

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

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