In December, 1932, a down and out Hungarian named Reszo Seress was trying to make a living as a songwriter in Paris, but kept failing miserably. All of his compositions failed to impress the Музыка publishers of France, but Seress carried on chasing his dream nevertheless. He was determined to become an internationally famous songwriter. His girlfriend had constant rows with him over the insecurity of his ambitious life. She urged him to get a full-time 9 to 5 job, but Seress was uncompromising. He told her he was to be a songwriter или a hobo, and that was that.
One afternoon, things finally came to a head. Seress and his fiancée had a fierce row over his utter failure as a composer, and the couple parted with angry words.
On the день after the row - which happened to be a Sunday - Seress sat at the Пианино in his apartment, gazing morosely through the window at the Parisian skyline. Outside, storm-clouds gathered in the grey sky, and soon the heavy rain began to pelt down.
"What a gloomy Sunday" Seress сказал(-а) to himself as he played about on the piano's ivories, and quite suddenly, his hands began to play a strange melancholy melody that seemed to encapsulate the downhearted way he was feeling over his quarrel with his girl and the state of the dispiriting weather.
"Yes, Gloomy Sunday! That will be the Название of my new song" muttered Seress, excitedly, and he grabbed a pencil and wrote the notes down on an old postcard. Thirty минуты later he had completed the song.
Seress sent his composition off to a Музыка publisher and waited for acceptance with a lot еще hope than he usually had in his heart. A few days later, the song-sheet was returned with a rejection note stapled to it that stated: "Gloomy Sunday has a weird but highly depressing melody and rhythm, and we are sorry to say that we cannot use it."
The song was sent off again to another publisher, and this time it was accepted. The Музыка publisher told Seress that his song would soon be distributed to all the major cities of the world. The young Hungarian was ecstatic.
But a few months after Gloomy Sunday was printed, there were a spate of strange occurrences that were allegedly sparked off by the new song. In Berlin, a young man requested a band to play Gloomy Sunday, and after the number was performed, the man went Главная and blasted himself in the head with a revolver after complaining to relatives that he felt severely depressed by the melody of a new song which he couldn't get out of his head. That song was Gloomy Sunday.
A week later in the same city, a young female Магазин assistant was found hanging from a rope in her flat. Police who investigated the suicide found a copy of the sheet-music to Gloomy Sunday in the dead girl's bedroom.
Two days after that tragedy, a young secretary in New York gassed herself, and in a suicide note she requested Gloomy Sunday to be played at her funeral. Weeks later, another New Yorker, aged 82, jumped to his death from the window of his seventh-story apartment after playing the 'deadly' song on his piano. Around the same time, a teenager in Rome who had heard the unlucky tune jumped off a bridge to his death.
The newspapers of the world were quick to Сообщить other deaths associated with Seress' song. One newspaper covered the case of a woman in North Лондон who had been playing a 78 recording of Gloomy Sunday at full volume, infuriating and frightening her neighbors, who had read of the fatalities supposedly caused by the tune. The stylus finally became trapped in a groove, and the same piece of the song played over and over. The neighbors hammered on the woman's door but there was no answer, so they forced the door open - only to find the woman dead in her chair from an overdose of barbiturates. As the months went by, a steady stream of bizarre and disturbing deaths that were alleged to be connected to Gloomy Sunday persuaded the chiefs at the BBC to ban the seemingly accursed song from the airwaves. Back in France, Rizzo Seress, the man who had composed the controversial song, was also to experience the adverse effects of his creation. He wrote to his ex-fiancée, pleading for a reconciliation. But several days later came the most awful, shocking news. Seress learned from the police that his sweetheart had poisoned herself. And by her side, a copy of the sheet Музыка to Gloomy Sunday was found.
At the end of the 1930s, when the world was plunged into the war against Hitler, Seress' inauspicious song was quickly forgotten in the global turmoil, but the sheet-music to the dreaded song is still available (on the Net too) to those who are curious to know if the morbid melody can still exert its deadly influence...
One afternoon, things finally came to a head. Seress and his fiancée had a fierce row over his utter failure as a composer, and the couple parted with angry words.
On the день after the row - which happened to be a Sunday - Seress sat at the Пианино in his apartment, gazing morosely through the window at the Parisian skyline. Outside, storm-clouds gathered in the grey sky, and soon the heavy rain began to pelt down.
"What a gloomy Sunday" Seress сказал(-а) to himself as he played about on the piano's ivories, and quite suddenly, his hands began to play a strange melancholy melody that seemed to encapsulate the downhearted way he was feeling over his quarrel with his girl and the state of the dispiriting weather.
"Yes, Gloomy Sunday! That will be the Название of my new song" muttered Seress, excitedly, and he grabbed a pencil and wrote the notes down on an old postcard. Thirty минуты later he had completed the song.
Seress sent his composition off to a Музыка publisher and waited for acceptance with a lot еще hope than he usually had in his heart. A few days later, the song-sheet was returned with a rejection note stapled to it that stated: "Gloomy Sunday has a weird but highly depressing melody and rhythm, and we are sorry to say that we cannot use it."
The song was sent off again to another publisher, and this time it was accepted. The Музыка publisher told Seress that his song would soon be distributed to all the major cities of the world. The young Hungarian was ecstatic.
But a few months after Gloomy Sunday was printed, there were a spate of strange occurrences that were allegedly sparked off by the new song. In Berlin, a young man requested a band to play Gloomy Sunday, and after the number was performed, the man went Главная and blasted himself in the head with a revolver after complaining to relatives that he felt severely depressed by the melody of a new song which he couldn't get out of his head. That song was Gloomy Sunday.
A week later in the same city, a young female Магазин assistant was found hanging from a rope in her flat. Police who investigated the suicide found a copy of the sheet-music to Gloomy Sunday in the dead girl's bedroom.
Two days after that tragedy, a young secretary in New York gassed herself, and in a suicide note she requested Gloomy Sunday to be played at her funeral. Weeks later, another New Yorker, aged 82, jumped to his death from the window of his seventh-story apartment after playing the 'deadly' song on his piano. Around the same time, a teenager in Rome who had heard the unlucky tune jumped off a bridge to his death.
The newspapers of the world were quick to Сообщить other deaths associated with Seress' song. One newspaper covered the case of a woman in North Лондон who had been playing a 78 recording of Gloomy Sunday at full volume, infuriating and frightening her neighbors, who had read of the fatalities supposedly caused by the tune. The stylus finally became trapped in a groove, and the same piece of the song played over and over. The neighbors hammered on the woman's door but there was no answer, so they forced the door open - only to find the woman dead in her chair from an overdose of barbiturates. As the months went by, a steady stream of bizarre and disturbing deaths that were alleged to be connected to Gloomy Sunday persuaded the chiefs at the BBC to ban the seemingly accursed song from the airwaves. Back in France, Rizzo Seress, the man who had composed the controversial song, was also to experience the adverse effects of his creation. He wrote to his ex-fiancée, pleading for a reconciliation. But several days later came the most awful, shocking news. Seress learned from the police that his sweetheart had poisoned herself. And by her side, a copy of the sheet Музыка to Gloomy Sunday was found.
At the end of the 1930s, when the world was plunged into the war against Hitler, Seress' inauspicious song was quickly forgotten in the global turmoil, but the sheet-music to the dreaded song is still available (on the Net too) to those who are curious to know if the morbid melody can still exert its deadly influence...
Once a pond a time there was a man and he live in Конфеты Land. Хэллоуин was coming up and he don't know what to be. He stare at the Шоколад river and a light bulb pop up on his head. "I will be a ghost with chocolate!" He сказал(-а) cheerfully. Хэллоуин is here and The Шоколад Man had a постель, кровати sheet over his head with holes cut out so he can see ,and of course he had Шоколад all over his ghost custom. The Шоколад Man was really happy and he went trick или treating and had tons and tons of Конфеты and ate them with joy.
THE END.
THE END.
surrounded by walls
no where to go
walls are closing in
no еще air flow
no one can hear you
like your never there
no one can help
no one is there
kicking and screaming
yelling for help
mom sits and watches
while dad grabs his belt
mom doesn't say anything
until dad leaves
she doesn't care
at least I didn't believe
this always happened
every single night
mom just sat and watched
without putting up a fight
going to school
with new bruises every day
teachers always asked
I blew their help away
knowing if I told
it would only get worse
begging on my knees
for him not to immerse
just laying there as time passed by
watching myself get beat
I just thought to myself
one день I'll be back on my feet
the time had finally come
many years after
I finally stood up for myself
it never happened thereafter.
no where to go
walls are closing in
no еще air flow
no one can hear you
like your never there
no one can help
no one is there
kicking and screaming
yelling for help
mom sits and watches
while dad grabs his belt
mom doesn't say anything
until dad leaves
she doesn't care
at least I didn't believe
this always happened
every single night
mom just sat and watched
without putting up a fight
going to school
with new bruises every day
teachers always asked
I blew their help away
knowing if I told
it would only get worse
begging on my knees
for him not to immerse
just laying there as time passed by
watching myself get beat
I just thought to myself
one день I'll be back on my feet
the time had finally come
many years after
I finally stood up for myself
it never happened thereafter.
So alot of people I know have gotten superglue on them (including me) so I'm going to make this Статья for your help.
Super Glue on clothes = Throw away the clothes. The super glue burns it. Don't try to wash.
Super Glue on skin = Put skin in alcohol for about 1 min. Then, gently peel off glue.
Super Glue in eye = Wash out eye with warm water, then wait a little bit. If still irritated, go to the doctors.
Super Glue in ear = I don't know about this one................just go to the doctor.
So the thing is, when handling Super Glue, wear gloves или something to cover up your skin. Also, wear goggles to keep Ты eyes safe.
Super Glue on clothes = Throw away the clothes. The super glue burns it. Don't try to wash.
Super Glue on skin = Put skin in alcohol for about 1 min. Then, gently peel off glue.
Super Glue in eye = Wash out eye with warm water, then wait a little bit. If still irritated, go to the doctors.
Super Glue in ear = I don't know about this one................just go to the doctor.
So the thing is, when handling Super Glue, wear gloves или something to cover up your skin. Also, wear goggles to keep Ты eyes safe.
[verse 1]
she walkes to school with the lunch she packed,
nobody knows what shes holdin back,
wearin the same dress she wore yesterday,
she hides the bruses with linen and lace,
ohhhhh
the teacher wonders but she dosent ask,
its hard to see the pain behind the mask,
bearin the burden of a secret storm,
sometimes she wishes she was never born
[couros]
through the wind,and the rain,
she stands hard as a stone,
in a wirld, that she cant rise above,
but her dreams, give her wings,
and she flies to a place,
where shes loved,
concrete angel
[verse 2]
somebody cries in the middle of the night,
the neibors hear, but they turn out the light,
a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
when mrning comes it will be to late
[go back to couros]
[verse 3]
a statue stands in a shaded place,
an Энджел girl with an upturned face,
a name is written on a pollished rock,
a broken сердце that the world forgot
[go back to couros]
she walkes to school with the lunch she packed,
nobody knows what shes holdin back,
wearin the same dress she wore yesterday,
she hides the bruses with linen and lace,
ohhhhh
the teacher wonders but she dosent ask,
its hard to see the pain behind the mask,
bearin the burden of a secret storm,
sometimes she wishes she was never born
[couros]
through the wind,and the rain,
she stands hard as a stone,
in a wirld, that she cant rise above,
but her dreams, give her wings,
and she flies to a place,
where shes loved,
concrete angel
[verse 2]
somebody cries in the middle of the night,
the neibors hear, but they turn out the light,
a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
when mrning comes it will be to late
[go back to couros]
[verse 3]
a statue stands in a shaded place,
an Энджел girl with an upturned face,
a name is written on a pollished rock,
a broken сердце that the world forgot
[go back to couros]
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Elephants and lollipops cokacola!
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POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP Edward cullen
Chiken chiken
pooooop
WTF stands for Wheres the fudge!?!?
Cinamon peacocks
SAM ULEY! волк man
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