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15.2.12
I still feel the tears and the sadness in my throat.. I just don't want people to feel sorry for me. Or try and help me out to much. I have to get over it and be happy again!
I cried so bad for almost two hours yesterday, and I really don't wanna do that again..
Denne sang er virkelig begyndt at betyde meget for mig. Den indebærer rigtig meget af min person, og det jeg prøver at leve efter. At man skal give alt man kan, og at ingen kan tynge en ned. At man er stærk og at man ikke skal give efter, men leve livet som man vil indtil man fysisk ikke kan længere. Jeg har sat mig for at lære den udenad, og jeg skal nok gennemføre!
"Till I Collapse"(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Intro:] 'Cause sometimes you just feel tired, Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength And just pull that shit out of you and get that motivation to not give up And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse. [B/W Intro:] Yo left, yo left, yo left right left Yo left, yo left, yo left right left Yo left, yo left, yo left right left Yo left, yo left, yo left right left
[Verse #1:] Till I collapse I’m spilling these raps long as you feel 'em Till the day that I drop you'll never say that I'm not killing them'Cause when I am not then I'ma stop penning 'em And I am not hip-hop and I’m just not Eminem. Subliminal thoughts when I'm stop sending them women are caught in webs spin and hauk venom Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illing to stop. Amoxacilin is just not real enough. The criminal cop killing hip-hop filling minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners. Your coming with me, feel it or not you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of god lives in us. You hear it a lot, lyrics the shock is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up.For shizzle my whizzle this is the plot listen up you bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck.
[Chorus - NateDogg] Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps I'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse. Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth. Till the smoke clears out and my high burn out I'ma rip this shit till my bone collapse.[Verse #2:] Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you're realAnd you spit and people are feeling your shit. This is your moment and every single minute you spend trying to hold onto it 'cause you may never get it again.So while you’re in it try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end.'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with half this shit that gets in. I got a list here's the order of my list that it's in. It goes, Reggie, Jay-Z, Tupac and Biggie, Andre from OutKast, Jada, Kurupt, Nas and then me. But in this industry I'm the cause of a lot of envy, so when I’m not put on this list the shit does not offend me. That's why you see me walk around like nothing's bothering me.Even though half you people got a fucking problem with me. You hate it but you know respect you’ve got to give me The press's wet dream like Bobby and Whitney. Nate hit me.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Verse #3:] Soon as a verse starts I eat it at MC’s heart What is he thinking? How not to go against me? Smart. And it's absurd how people hang on every word. I’ll probably never get the props I feel I ever deserve But I’ll never be served my spot is forever reserved If I ever leave earth that would be the death of me first.'Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever be worse. That’s why I’m clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I’m an addict I rap like I’m addicted to smack like I’m Kim Mathers. But I don’t want to go forth and back in constant battles The fact is I would rather sit back and bomb some rappers. So this is like a full blown attack I’m launching at them The track is on some battling raps who want some static 'Cause I don’t really think that the fact that I’m Slim matters A plaque of platinum status is whack if I'm not the baddest.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
[Outro:] [Eminem & Natedogg Echo:] Until the roof The roof comes off Until my legs Give out from underneath me
[Eminem:] I will not fall, I will stand tall, Feels like no one could beat me.
I guess today I just feel like writing in english.. Don't know why!
This weekend she visited me. And I was just so happy all the time!
I was relaxed in a way I only am when I'm in love.
Still, this is kind of a new feeling. I mean... I don't feel completely comitted to her, whitch i used to do as soon as I fell in love. Not to misunderstand me. I think I'm in love. Just in another way than what I've tried before. I don't feel comitted, but i can't picture myself with any other girl. I could really see myself with her, and yet I feel so insecure. Not really much of her, but of me. Can I really handle all of this again? Plus with the distance. I admit it, I am a little nervous about her 'background', though I really trust her. But of course I think about it. I used to be so scared to be hurted by girls with that exact background. But.. I'm not really scared. Actually, I'm not scared at all. I guess that what I'm really scared of, is if I mess it up. If I do something crazy just because I'm scared that I don't have the guts to love again. Oh my dear... When I say it like that, it sounds so formal and comitted, and whatever. I don't mean it like that. What I mean is... I've been through a lot of crazy shit in my life, and everytime I feel something for a girl, I turn into af softie so to say. And... That has been quite a big problem for me. To be too sentimental, and people got sick of it. So this time I decided to really do something about it. And I fight so hard to not be too sentimental and not too coldhearted. I find it so diffcult to find the right words, and not just always tell her how incredibly beautiful she is. Or how I think of her the whole goddamn time. But here I am. The only place I can really open up. Where I know she reads it, but don't give a flying fuck. Because... I guess I actually want her to know these things, but don't have the guts to tell her myself. I actually told her, today, that I really liked her. Face to face. And I used two days of forcing myself, to say it to her. I wanted to say so much more than I did, but I couldn't.. It takes time to learn how to deal with that kind of difficulties. But I know that I will learn it some day. The people around me just have to be patient and help me.
I've done quite a lot of thinking today, efter she left. My mood was, and still is, so mixed up! Because when I think of how the weekend went, I can't stop smiling. But when I look to my side and she's not there, I sigh. I guess I am a softie. I guess I have so much to say, but I'm too scared of saying them out loud or even worse, writing them down for her to see. Because nobody really knows how terrifyed I am of being pushed away because of my sentimentality. I have the ability to write a novelle of "loveconfessions", but I've stopped doing that. And the worst part of this is, that I don't know if I'll ever have the guts to do it again. But I long for it! And this is the only place that I feel free to do it. But even here, I can't do it directly to the person.
28.1.12
Hvorfor står du herude? Hvorfor så alen'? Hvem kan du vent' på der kommer så for sent? Tag din' ting hør det ik' noget problem! Ring til dit hold, Jeg ringer til mit hold, Vi kan være udenfor, fordi det' ik' koldt, Tag dig med til mine venner, vi kommer lidt stolt. Alle dem jeg hænger ud med, det' flink' folk, okay kom! Du sku' ta' og kom med mig, udflugt i natten, ingen ved hvor vi ender, Vil du ud på eventyr? Hold dig tæt til mig, Byen den er vores, lad os se hvad vi finder. Jeg bliver bliver fanget af dine øjn' og dit'smil, Og jeg er vild med dit tøj og din stil. Så lad os snak' sammen, stå op, tag et hvil, .. og jeg fortæller dig det hele'.
Har i løbet af de seneste par mdr er jeg blevet mere og mere drenget i min stil. As you can see on the picture. Jeg er begyndt at høre langt mere party musik, og holder bare mere af at feste end jeg gjorde før. Jeg elsker det. Men almindelige byture keder mig dog. Hvis jeg skal i byen, vil jeg til Lambdafest! Så er der party, og jeg åbner mig selv på en helt anden måde! Der kan jeg gå i så drenget tøj jeg vil, uden nogen form for kommentarer! Livet er sgu da fantastisk!
Jeg har fundet en ret så sød pige. Og hun ved godt at jeg sys hun er sød. Det har jeg sgu nok heller ikke lagt skjul på herinde! Hun besøger mig her den 10. hvor vi skal til homofest. Det skal nok blive mega fedt. Jeg glæder mig utroligt meget til at se hende igen. Har kun mødt hende én gang, så nerverne er her selvfølgelig endnu.
4.1.12
Hvad sker der!? Jeg får de sygeste sommerfugle i maven hver gang jeg ser et fucking billede af dig! Især hvis det er et nyt, jeg ikke har set før! i; Fuck du er dejlig tøs! Men jeg fatter intet af det! Jeg har ikke engang mødt dig! Men det skal jeg snart! Den 13.! Can't freaking wait!
