Post hier je favorietje Engelse woord, zin of verhaal.
 

Ik vind 'The end is nigh' altijd erg mooi.

zie nick. :D

rolleyes

fist fuck.

Ik vind facial cumshot ook een mooie, eerlijk gezegd.

:cool: (y)

ik ben kapot, truste.

Ni!

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Zinnen mogen dus ook... We are the Knights of Ni!

Rather :bloos:

Good. :p

neglect

Mij levensvisie is in t Engels:

Life's a bitch... And then you die.

Nevertheless.

quite

Though

Punkass mothafuckin' white ass nigger...

Run nigga cuase you can't hide...

It's beyond my control
Like most intellectuals, he's intensely stupid
Butterfly
though
faith

en meer, maar daar kom ik nou niet op

Right/Shure

bliss

correct engels zinnetje om te zeggen: hij moest even pissen
he had to pay a penny

of voor kotsen
feeding the fishes :D

f.u.b.a.r.

Don't even bother
I think it's rather good
Oh jolly

en dan met zo'n onzettend bekakt engels accent :D

sophisticated

Never argue with idiots, they'll drag you down to their level and beat you with experience

that is utter crap!

conversation

actually

bleah :p

Serendipity :)

flabbergasted

Cut the bullshit.

To be or not to be :)

cave

Extraordinary. :)

'Extraordinarily nice'. Prachtig. :o

screw you guys i'm goin' home
I'm seriously getting pissed off right here

om het niveau op te krikken

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum,
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let airplanes circle moaning overhead,
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead.
Put cr?pe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song,
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now, put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W.H. Auden 'Funeral Bleus'
(y)

jep
als deze niet voorgelezen word op mijn begraenis draai ik me om in mn graf.. dat meot gewoon gebeuren

Arsewank Bollocks!

Happiness...
What would it be like, my happiness?
What kind of happy woman will grow out of the little Antigone?
What miserable things will she have to do, day after day, to get hold of her own small share of happiness.
Whom will she have to lie to, to whom smile and to whom sell herself?
Whom will she have to let die while she turns her head away?

No, I don't shut up!
I want to know how to do it, how to become happy
And I want to know it now, for I have to choose right now.
I want to know how to do it: to live my life

I'm disgusted with all of you and your happiness!
With your lives that you live at all costs.
You're just like dogs licking everything you find on your way.
Waiting for that little chance you get every day, if at least you're not too demanding.
But I want all of it, and right now, nothing can be missed, otherwise I don't want it at all!
I don't want to be modest and be satisfied with just a little bit if I've been sweet.
At this moment I want to be sure of everything and it must be as
beautiful as when I was a little girl..
otherwise I want to die.

darn
though

Van die woorden die meer zeggen, die je moet voelen en niet eens accuraat kunt vertalen.

*denk, denk*

Issue ofzo?

To be the man, you got to beat the man.

hard times makes me stronger

brittney spiers :rolleyes:

Moet je wel even zeker zijn dat ze 'She' gaan zeggen in plaats van 'He'.

1 of ander genie in mijn familie zal hopelijk wel op dat idee komen :p

hoop ik :|

"we are the Knights who say Ni!" was het volgens mij


We want a...a... aaa shrubbery!