urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robo_sex AND JESUS WANTS TO BE ME MR. FRENCH RAP 2006-04-26T04:57:41Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robo_sex:11260 2006-04-26T04:56:38Z 2006-04-26T04:57:41Z <center> <font size="25"> add it. <br> <font size="1"> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <br> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <br> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_conte_de_fees' lj:user='conte_de_fees' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://conte-de-fees.livejournal.com/'><b>conte_de_fees</b></a></span></font></font></center> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robo_sex:10344 2006-02-25T05:09:28Z 2006-02-25T05:09:28Z <textarea> Where is the moment we need at the most You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost They tell me your blue skies fade to grey They tell me your passion's gone away And I don't need no carryin' on You stand in the line just to hit a new low You're faking a smile with the coffee to go You tell me your life's been way off line You're falling to pieces everytime And I don't need no carryin' on Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don't lie You're coming back down and you really don't mind You had a bad day You had a bad day Well you need a blue sky holiday The point is they laugh at what you say And I don't need no carryin' on You had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don't lie You're coming back down and you really don't mind You had a bad day (Oh.. Holiday..) Sometimes the system goes on the blink And the whole thing turns out wrong You might not make it back and you know That you could be well oh that strong And I'm not wrong (yeah...) So where is the passion when you need it the most Oh you and I You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don't know You tell me don't lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day You've seen what you like And how does it feel for one more time You had a bad day You had a bad day </textarea><br /><br />I'm crying so hard, I can't breathe...<br />Ohh I need someone to talk to... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robo_sex:6290 2005-11-27T02:20:12Z 2005-12-27T04:16:27Z <font size="1"> <align left="left"> "If for one minute you think you're better than a sixteen<br />year old girl in a Green Day t-shirt, you are sorely mistaken.<br />Remember the first time you went to a show and saw your<br />favorite band. You wore their shirt, and sang every word.<br />You didn't know anything about scene politics, haircuts, or<br />what was cool. All you knew was that this music made you feel<br />different from anyone you shared a locker with. Someone<br />finally understood you. This is what music is about."<br />-<b>Gerard Way</b></font> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robo_sex:413 2005-10-01T23:23:04Z 2005-12-27T04:12:06Z <center> <img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b368/zombiemywhore/fotodecadentgemmawarditalianvo2mari.png" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"> <br> <font size="1"> <span class='ljuser ljuser-name_italian_jewels' lj:user='italian_jewels' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://community.livejournal.com/italian_jewels/profile'><img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif' alt='[info]' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://community.livejournal.com/italian_jewels/'><b>italian_jewels</b></a></span> made this. <br> <br> PROMOTE HERE, I DONT GIVEA FUCK.</font></center>