oh mister sun, sun, fucking hateful sun, burn all the skin off of meee

[incoherent_mind]

right, before i start on my tyraid of words, everyone listen to "waste of paint" and "the calendar hung itself" by bright eyes. the lyrics are amazingly deep, they are like every poem you have ever read that is amazing and touches you crammed into a song

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[incoherent_mind]

it's always watching you...like a voracious cancer in the sky...

Ahhh

[devilfromrussia]

Two things about Russians:

We sunburn rather easily... might have something to do with le cold climate that we're born into.. hence we should not lay outside for 2 hours straight working on an art final

We have horrible luck with bikes... no matter how much skill a Russian biker has, the Russian will either hit a tree with their head at nearly full speed, get a concusion from a stupid goal-post trick... or in your case leave half the leg's skin on le pavment... or in a more famous case have the gears slip as the Russian's fighting for the lead in the last 100 meters of an ending tour dash and have the bike collapse... sliding into a fence, breaking almost everything in the body and letting a french snob win...

So remember.. if you're Russian, stay away from the sun, bikes, nazis and capitalists (as well as the italian mob and ukranians)

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[your_downfall]

Haha, I found you, Artem... (it's Lindsey). Would you mind if I added you as a LJ friend? And would you possibly add me back?
*waltzes off*

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[devilfromrussia]

Ya sure, if ye want

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[incoherent_mind]

well..after several wonderful encounters with mr. sun, i have finally learned that russians burn easily. and the only way to aviod that is to get super tanned! also, i have learned that doing a summersault over your handelbars while going down a hill and suddenly braking is the wrogn thing to do..nto to mention defying gravity at every other possible intreval. yeah, we should each be tied to boards with straight jackets. sigh..

About your ... total rockingess.

[speal]

DUUUUUUUUUUDE! I love you so much. I wish you had never broken off our engagement!

Bright Eyes so rock! Waste of Paint and The Calendar Hung Itself are possibly my two favoritest songs everrrrrrr. Also you totally rock because I only started listening to them after you posted the lyrics for Lover I Don't Have to Love on your journal.

So, now that we have established that you are the God of Total Rockness™, I would like to commend you on your display of supa cool skillz. Rock on. But I feel like a completely uni-worded perosn now because I have written 'rock' only about 50 bajillion times. And now I'm going to go ... to soccer! *huggz* <-ohhhh my god.

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[incoherent_mind]

don;t forget to..ROCK! because you totoally r0xx0rs to the maxxors...like..word. yaaayyy..when is soccer camp? (my dog ate my shinguard..three times)