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Fatimah

Ich bin gut im rauchen.

About Me

KILL KILL KILL
Too many human beings are polluting our beautiful planet. Now, the time has come to decide weather someone has deserved to live or not...
Too many people are wasting water, polluting the planet, going to school without the will to learn, taking my fucking seat in the subway. They are disturbing, they are needless and nothing good will come out of their existance. People that are too stupid to understand the Masterplan; I will eliminate them...I wish I could.
Now I think that there is barely anything worth living for, but there's the plan...Kill them all, create space, recreate society.
Hosa! *Carpe Noctem * Giger Art * Salvador Art * Escher Art * The Philosophy Of The Matrix * * The Necro MatrixNecroMatrix, Inc. has used state of the art technology to achieve attempted communication with the dead since 1999. It should be noted that NecroMatrix deals with a wide range of consultants in the Paranormal field. While it has been proven that communication will in many cases be made, NecroMatrix, Inc. can not be held accountable for lack of contact or, the type of contact that may be manifested. Poltergeist and other unwanted activity have been reported as a result of initiating contact via the NecroMatrix website. Participation in this process is strictly voluntary and may incur unwanted results. * Living With Soul To strive to make sense of tragedy does not minimize the pain and suffering; it only seeks to place it in a larger, more meaningful context. In October 2002, an earthquake in Italy caused the collapse of a small town's school and the death of every kindergarten child … except one. Why the tragic, senseless death of 20 innocents? And why did one walk out unscathed?

My Interests

Violence =)
Art, Music, Fashion, Philosophy, Psychology, pure violece, blood, torture, Conspiracy Theories, Death, Perfection, Lesbians, political insurgencies, Pirates. *

Warning! Commercial: My Art =)

I'd like to meet:

Le Petit Mort

Music:

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this cant be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now hes gone

No one but me can save myself, but its too late
Now I cant think, think why I should even try

Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say good-bye

Movies:



Heroes:

Reverend, reverend,
Is this a conspiracy?
Crucified for no sins
No revenge... beneath me.
Lost within my plans for life,
It all seems so unreal.
Im a man cut in half in this world,
Left in my misery.
The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes.
Its nothing new for him to see,
I didnt ask him why.
I will remember...
The love our souls had sworn to make.
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see now is your face.
Well I guess
You took my youth
And gave it all away.
Like the birth of a new found joy,
This love would end in rage...
And when she died
I couldnt cry,
The pride within my soul.
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold.
Believe the word.
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery gates.
Sometimes when Im alone,
I wonder aloud,
If youre watching over me
Some place far abound.
I must reverse my life
I cant live in the past.
Then set my soul free,
Belong to me at last.
Through all those complex years
I thought I was alone.
I didnt care to look around
And make this world my own...
And when she died
I shouldve cried and spared myself some pain.
You left me incomplete,
All alone as the memories still remain.
The way we were,
The chance to save my soul...
And my concern is now in vain.
Believe the word,
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery... gates
The way we were,
The chance to save my soul...
And my concern is now in vain.
Believe the word,
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery...
Gates

My Blog

An alle die gefragt haben wie's mir geht

1) Es interessiert euch nich wirklich, seit ehrlich...2) könnte besser sein, eig gehts mir sch****3) Ich hab Marilyn Manson gesehn....
Posted by Fatimah on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 01:15:00 PST

Manson!!!!! Marilyn!!!

woohoo!!!! ICH HAB MANSON ÜBERLEBT!!!!!!FIGHT!FIGHT!FIGHT!FIGHT!...
Posted by Fatimah on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 04:09:00 PST

Lets celebrate Violence and Hatred

everybody is always complaining about violence. I think its cool that people hate each other. Otherwise it would be boring, right?And we must always remember that if there wasnt any hatred or violence...
Posted by Fatimah on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 04:11:00 PST

That sucks.

I fucking hate Hip-Hop. It makes me nervous. I just came back from a friend's birthday and there were all these Hoppers listening to fucking hiphop all the time. It all started with me getting a heada...
Posted by Fatimah on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 02:30:00 PST

Those Days...

March 15, 2006Laura's And My Great Day Of Skipping SchoolChemistry. All of us were sleeping, no one knew what our teacher was talking about, i think it was about halogenation. At the end of the lesson...
Posted by Fatimah on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 08:35:00 PST

I guess i was in love with...James. But he's gone now!

yeah i finally got rid of my penguin, my pet. James, where ever you are, i still love you, i still see you as a virtual inspiration, though you're not real and just two-dimensional, i'll miss your gr...
Posted by Fatimah on Fri, 02 Dec 2005 11:32:00 PST