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About Me

Hello.
My name is ullis.
I like playing drums
and guitar works too..
sometimes.
I'm 22
But I feel more like 15
I never got any older
That happens sometimes.
I was weird when I was little
I still am
maybe.
I deliver mail
in Haninge
It's heavy
in the winter.
I like sad things
because 'm sad myself
It's pretty in the fall
when everything withers
I'm withered too
but about to bloom out again.
Sorrow is pretty
Just like death
is as pretty as birth
Hello.
my name is ullis.

My Interests

Music:

Hanson, A perfect circle, Creed, Millencolin, Staind, The Soundtrack Of Our Lives, Nickelback, Tool, Metallica, Nirvana, Bright Eyes, Broder Daniel, Backyard Babies, Avril Lavigne, Arch Enemy, In Flames, Entombed, Europe, Iron Maiden, Bryan Adams, Black Eyed Peas, Hammerfall, Vilma, Jamiroquai, Ebba Grön, Ramones, Alice Cooper, Pink Floyd, Audioslave, Seether, Placebo.

Movies:

Tim Burton is king

Television:

Prison Break

Heroes:

Batman and McGyver...... but mostly Batman....

My Blog

Stuck between

stuck right betweensomething to forgetand something to rememberthe more I trythe harder I fallmy world keeps crashingpulling the groundan almost undying feeling take me awaybut there's nowhere to runI...
Posted by you:lis on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 12:33:00 PST

poetry

sometimes it's bad, most days it's worsewhen the silence is screaming at meto get out of its way, out of this placeit's like poetry for my mind to readand anger for the hate to feedthe tears for my ey...
Posted by you:lis on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 12:32:00 PST

Mirrors of a soul

like your eyes are mirrors of your soultears must be your soul bleedingthe darker side of lovethe one you cannot seeI've had a rough timebut music got me throughlike flying just over the wavesof vibra...
Posted by you:lis on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 12:31:00 PST

Confusion

Sometimes I feel so empty,like I've got nothing to give,and nothing to fill up the holes.For everything there was is lost,or maybe nothing ever was? And sometimes I get lost inside,don't feel dead, no...
Posted by you:lis on Thu, 03 Nov 2005 09:03:00 PST

Another untitled poem

everything is movingbut time is standing stilljust like you,it's not part of the presentyou watch it all pass byleaving nothing but decayyou're in the middle of everythingbut still you're nowhere Have...
Posted by you:lis on Wed, 14 Sep 2005 12:43:00 PST

an untitled poem I wrote.

No one knows what she is hiding underneath her fragile shell. Darkness, fears and dreams of dying Emptiness and hopes; she's crying. Sorrow, screams and broken thoughts This constant pain tears...
Posted by you:lis on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST