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Nik Aiman Vacious
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About Me : I ' m an outgoing person. When someone gets nasty. I don ' t get mad. I get even before they do. Love hitting the Gym and jamming studio. I do vocals and a rhythm guitarist. Gibson ' s my fav guitar brand. I love to party too. And i party hard too ! Wanna know more , add me : nikvacious@live.com.



My Lover. My Life. My Shorty. My Wife.


Shout&Scream!"



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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 { 12:42 AM }

What is love but a way to get hurt?
What is love but to act like a fool?
What is love but a chance that you take, but always get crushed in the end?
There is no point in living, in life, in love.



okay so this isnt really a poem nor a song.but something i written about my ex.
*warning* has two bad words.



"You."

You said you were here to help me.
But you only hurt me in the process.

You said you could heal my heart like it hasn't been before.
You only made it worse.

You said I would be happy forever.
I haven't been happy since.

You said we would last forever.
You wound up hurting me even more than I ever was.

You said I'll never get over you.
I've been happier than ever without you.

I used to love you.

I'll never fall for that shit again.

I have two words for you, dude.

Fuck off.




Good? Bad? Icky?






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Monday, June 9, 2008 { 12:51 AM }

Klook..lol. im bored. real bored right now. hmmz, there's nothing much going on in my fuckin' life.. Hate me life. i wish i'm dead!!
there can be sometimes...
when you love someone with all your heart,
i could start explaining...
but I really don't know where to start

Every time you see him
its as if you're falling in love all over again
or whenever you talk to him
its as if you're falling into a dream again

But when they leave that dream fades away
and you feel like piece of you're heart has gone
you're counting his footsteps walking away
and its almost singing you a sad song

And finally when the emotion is shouting at you most
you cant tell them...

before you wanted him to stay
and now all you wanted him to say
was "i miss you"


BlahBlahBlah....

my life is ruined
by all lost hopes and dreams,
by all broken hearts...
my life is nothing,
staring blankly at the dark
wondering what death
would be like...
even though you hate me,
why wont you leave me alone...
i feel no love
i feel no pain
i feel the urge to cry,
the urge to die...
i'd be carefull with me
because suicide
isnt to far...
Goodbye ppl..

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Sunday, June 8, 2008 { 4:57 AM }

iam fallen nobody cares...
iam fallen waitin for no air...
Lord plz put me in my despair...
iam fallin put me in my grave....
iam fallen demons make me your slave...
you seen the blades you seen the scars to..
obviously it's all because of you....
iam fallen my mind traveling in all different angles..
iam fallen waitin for my fallen angel....
iam fallen...........



losing control
a heart with a hole
along with a dead soul

bleeding tears
to many damn fears
i wont last a couple more years

with all this misery
always in a hurry

never getting anything right
just the wrong
the misery is to funkin strong

hurting others
including myself

i have issues
cleaning my cutts with bloody tissues
what wrong with me

everything
from the start to the end
misery is my only friend
i cant pretend

to be in happiness
just alone in the darkness

i hate to be alone
dont want to go home

oh misery
take me away
stay misery and tell me everything is going to be okay...

well i like to write poems alot me, myself, and I. I also write poems about my friends if they want me tooo. Well i am a person who hates school but hell who doesnt. my dislikes are when people pity me and school. I also hate bullys but hey they will become victims tooo. I like this sayin victims arent we all. i am also an out cast at my school. thats all i can say about me, myself, and i.

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Wednesday, June 4, 2008 { 2:12 AM }

Hey, Hey guys!! Do you know about emo cultures is!???

Well, emo is a lot of things. There is no true definition of emo, and emo can mean a lot of things to a lot of differn't people. To us, Emo is not a late 80's genre of music that is coming back.
Today's "emo" is not what it was yesterday. The term may have been stolen from the 80's, but the term was the only thing that was stolen. Today emo is definitely an awesome genre of music, but it is much more than just a sub-genre of punk or indie music. It's a culture. It's a fashion statement. It's a way of life. haha...
People often use the term to describe anyone who looks sad or depressed or has an emotional personality. You can't label someone just because of the way they look, and just because someone may fit the label, it's doesn't mean they should be labeled. It's okay to label yourself though. The emo bucket was built for people to share pictures, meet other scene kids, and to be the best community to discuss things like the true meaning of the term:)

Emo hairstyles are one of the hottest new fashion trends and people with the hair and overall fashion look can be seen everywhere.
You see a lot of older people with hair who are not emo and probably couldn't name one true emo or indie band. What makes the hair so appealing is that it is wild and un-groomed looking, something that is very popular not only for teens but across whole fashion industry. Whether you like it or hate it, it's nothing new and it's not going away.

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Monday, June 2, 2008 { 11:28 PM }

This is a very short poem and i would like to share with you guys out there who's viewing my blog,hee...

I just want you to know how important you are to me, knowing that you care and undestand me, that you trust and believe in me
I just want you to know how wonderful it is having you as a lover, knowing that you are are always there for me, that you will always be my friend.
I just want you to know that I know how wonderful you are that I do care and that I do love you.


That's all people..I got to go, bubyiee!! btw i love my darling so much..geee;)

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