Rules of the Game:
Choose a singer/band/group.
Answer using only titles of songs by that singer/band/group.
Answers according to [ Linkin Park ] :
1. Are you male or female?:
In Between ( xD )
2. How would you describe yourself?:
Numb
3. What do people feel when they're around you?:
Nobodys Listening
4. How would you describe your previous relationship?:
No More Sorrow
5. How would you describe your current relationship?:
High Voltage
6. Where would you want to be now?:
One Step Closer
7. How do you feel about love?:
Easier To Run ( xD )
8. What's your life like?:
Somewhere I Belong
9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?:
With You
10. Say something wise:
Don't Stay ( xD )
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[ LINKIN PARK ]
- 17.6.2008 19:00 -
-> CZ - Brno - Velodrom <-
'coz without Sun I'm useless nothing
I go to bed around 0200 and after 0900 o'clock EVERY FU*KING morning I'm beeing woken up by THIS SAME F*CKING FREAKY SOUND.. I'm laying on my bed with teeth shaking and my head about to EXPLODE..
Damn it !!!
simply Bobrik
ET ally
OlmiKmate
/* sure.. a lot of damage */
The Past is only a memory,
the future a fantasy,
it's only in the present that we truly LIVE..
-[ Conclusion of the 4th series ]-
Lu: I thought there was a moment.
Lo: There was! There was a moment.
What are you doing??
Lu: Will you just stand still??
:-*
Lu: What are you doing??
Lo: Will you just stand still??
:-*
K: Uaaa,aaaaa..Uaaaaaa..
Lu: I'll be right back. I'll explain later.
-[ Kirk baby sitting dogs ]
L: You have a dog left over.
K: don't have time for chitchat here, people!
K: have no idea whose dog it is.
L: Me either, Sorry.
K: I was using random sounds, trying to see if he'd respond.
K: Paku. Gnocchi. Nini. Bleeblo.
L: Nothing, Sorry.
K: I've got to put up more flyers.
K: Sunna. Lipdoo. Funo...
-[ Rory got cold ]
P: You're sick. When you came out of our room, did you use the doorknob?
R: As opposed to dematerializing, passing vapor-like through the wall, then rematerializing out here? No, I used the doorknob.
P: For the love of God, I begged you not to touch anything.
R: I'm not contagious anymore.
R: Paris, stop!
P: I'm not getting sick.
R: That's your deodorant.
P: Then what the hell did I spray under my arms?
R: That's mine.
and his videos make me LMAO