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aditya sehrawat Male 37 years old delhi India
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13/02/2008 09:21:37 |
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aditya sehrawat |
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cars....music......umm!....cars??....movies....i did mention cars dint i??.....buggin my frnds wid my jokes n my copyrighted nonsensical timing......more cars.....and more more cars.....and more more more cars.....u probably h8 me fr my obsession wid cars!!!....if u do den ur free to join my ignore list....jst msg me a request............
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sin city....kill bill(both)...the longest yard(new n old)....batman begins......300....the terminal.....the lord of the rings trilogy....harry potter....fun wid dick n jane....matrix trilogy(actually.....not!....i'm jst contractually obliged to plug it cuz i'm a computer student n ol!!)....shrek....finding nemo....serendipity....love actually.....mib(1....the 2nd suckd)....
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rock,metal,pop,hiphop,anything but lounge!don like it,is too zzzzzzzzz!fav artists include rob zombie(twisted metal),marilyn manson(antichrist superstar),korn(twisted transistor),metallica(wherever i may roam),hoobastank(same direction), eminem(when i'm gone),greenday(holiday),oasis(whats the story....morning glory),flipsyde(trumpets),powerman 5000(supernova goes pop),GnR(dont cry), u2(sometimes u cant make it on ur own),KidRock(bawitadaba),POD(lights out),RHCP(dani california),the killers(somebody told me),cashis(everythingsshady),jayZ(99 problems),ronan keating(iris),take that(patience),europe(rock the night),beetles(helter skelter),doobie brothers(black water),evanescence(torniquet),limp bizkit(nookie),linkin park(given up),keith urban(sombady like u),santana(trinity),phil collins(trashin the camp),black eyed peas(dont lie),jet(rip it up),jon bon jovi(wanted dead or alive),gym class heroes(shell shock),good charlotte(the river),My chemical Romance(black parade),akon(dont matter),avril lavigne(hot).........
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course ki toh parhi jati nahi aur kahan se parhunga...................
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Only my friends can see my activity feed.
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assertiveness, candlelight, dancing, erotica, flirting, intelligence, long hair, thrills
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bad breath....body odour.....food stuck between teeth.....yech!!
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I hate normal people
they always get in the way
when I'm tryin to act crazy
they have somethin normal to say
and when they start to chat
they make sure they sit down
and then when I'm just jumpin
they tell me I'm such a clown
well somethin for all you normies
is that what I dont get
is all the normal stuff you do
and you never seem to quit
have you ever gotten loose
said something outside the box
you cant be closed in
like you have the chicken pox
so as you start to chat
always remember that
im not the one with it
you have the dunce hat!
Who dares deny that this is true:
The whole is more than all its parts?
A whole love than divided love,
Or than half love from fifty hearts?
Yet who dare either this deny:
The part is more than is the whole?
That treasures halved with one dear love
Are more than double to the soul?
Love is your friend,
Love is your foe,
It can bring you happiness
It can bring you woe.
It can cause you joy
As it causes you sadness.
So how may I ask
Can people put up with this madness?
Is it the tears of happiness
Or the tears of sorrow,
That make people sick
If they don't see them tomorrow?
Love is a gentle
Yet harsh kind of feeling,
It will hurt you badly
While it works its healing.
Love is not a Guy
Or Girl kind of thing,
It can take things away
With the good things it may bring.
Love can take forever
As it happens so quick,
And it makes you so happy
It'll make you sick.
You can talk forever
And still not know what to say.
It can change from sweet to sour
In the length of a day.
But this to you,
I must confess,
Why can't I be
Involved in this mess?
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Violets are blue and roses are red
But what do you do when the flowers are dead?
Deep ruby petals turned to filemot
Viridian leaves have all started to rot
Light coral pinks and dark cornflower blues
Dark olive greens and some pale honeydews
All of them wilted, misplacing their shine
Losing the battle and race against time
They wither and fall, drifting to the floor
The beautiful colours are now nevermore
Floating to the ground in a pile so neat
The signal the end of a life pure and sweet
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