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Saturday, August 10th, 2024 | 7:14 pm |
es parasti nemāku lasīt cilvēkus, bet man izskatās, ka manas meitas māte vēl arvien nedaudz hujejet, jo... audzina Eižena Berga meitu. fatality. | 3:21 pm |
An armor plated raging beast That's born of steel and leather It will survive against all odds Stampeding on forever
Between the eyes I hear it screaming And it electrifies Your inner feelings
Current Music: Judas Priest - Heay Metal | Thursday, August 8th, 2024 | 12:10 pm |
ja tevis, suka, nemaz nav, un tevis suka patiešām nav, tad nav kam satraukties. | 7:50 am |
inv: the blessed sword of nothing +0 | 5:45 am |
vai nu daudz man mīļas mūzikas ir par mani, vai arī man asociācijas stipri vaļējākas kļuvušas | 5:12 am |
"I never, ever sleep, I just lay in my bed, dreaming of the day when everyone is dead" | Wednesday, August 7th, 2024 | 11:49 pm |
I'm not a Buddha boy
I'm not a Muslim man
I'm not a Christian or a Jew
I'm not a Mormon freak
I'm not a Catholic geek
And I'm nothing at all like you
My mind, my heart, my soul is calm
While I sit here soldering my see-2 bomb
Got some wires crossed
In my twisted head
Connect the green wire here or was it red?
'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate
(Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate)
I go by many other names
But now
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
There's something disturbing
Going on in my turban
I'm home, home on the range
I feel my meditation so deep within
While my medication's kicking in
'Cause it's my fate
I operate on hate
(Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate)
I go by many other names
But now
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
I am the sentinel
I want the world to know
I'm sending you all to hell
I'm tired and I'm wired here to blow
| 8:35 pm |
It was prophesied | 8:24 pm |
tas nebeigsies. tu atkal attapsies uz altāra, kautkādu idiotu pamodināts, un atkal būs daudz trauksmes. vienīgais veids, kā to izbeigt, esi tu pats.
Current Music: God Module - Interference | 5:22 pm |
nav ieroču. bruņas jāaudzē no rētaudiem. kafija beigusies un aizmirsu nopirkt maizi. | Tuesday, August 6th, 2024 | 11:13 pm |
un tad viņš saprata, ka nevar pakļauties augstākai būtnei. jebkurai. fail, vecīt, izdzēs prātu, un sāc no sākuma!
Current Music: Pixies - No. 13 baby | 9:26 pm |
berserking on, slaying them bad thoughties, he realized that hell is different than not smelling flowers in Paradise. brain simmering in acid, both kings of the chess-board watching your every fart, swirling your path in ways you could never predict, get used to or survive without scars. by the end of each day you kinda doubt that you are really here, the idea of having a name and a face seems absurd. there are only ghosts and simple programs. and me. | 2:44 pm |
| 2:21 pm |
We recommend watching for 429 and 503 error codes and building in a retry mechanism. The retry mechanism should follow an exponential backoff schedule to reduce request volume when necessary. Be sure to build in some randomness into the backoff schedule to avoid a thundering herd effect. | 1:41 pm |
es esmu dzeja | 2:56 am |
es te jau dažas nedēļas gļučīju progresīvi, un visu laiku liekas, ka tas ir norm, es vnk adaptējos eksistencei, bet piemeklē šaubu pilni, eksistenciāli spocīgi mirkļi ar domām, piem., "ja nu es vnk esmu traks, tas viss ir manā galvā, un es cūciski uzvedos dēļ chemical imbalances, motherfuckers" laikam nē. patiesi, patiesi laikam: NĒ! | 1:43 am |
this time, I was not given weapons. good armor - grows by pain but no weapons. the lesson is probably some nightmare about empathy. | 12:55 am |
| 12:39 am |
We are saints In hell We are saints In hell We're going down Into the fire We're going down Into the fire
Current Music: Judas Priest - Saints in Hell | Monday, August 5th, 2024 | 9:07 pm |
Break down Bury that Skeleton bodybag Spread the lie of your right To decide for me
We are the tainted saints We got our souls burned black
Death cult Follow that Bold-faced amnesiac Spread the lie of your right To decide for me
Current Music: Faderhead - Souls Burned Black |
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