duminică, 27 septembrie 2009
Blog pe iphone.tampenii
Avand in vedere ca ultimele doo bloguri au fost concepute datorita hi-tech.ului din zilele noastre,adica internet pe telefon,simt nevoia sa precizez niste lucruri:•ma culc foarte tarziu •mi-a aparut o bubitza de psoriasis•n-am internet pe laptop la capitala pana martzi•ma cam doare spatele•in momentu de fatza dorm doo fete langa mine(colegele de apartament.in mod normal doar una doarme cu mine dar noaptea asta e una speciala•ash vrea sa fac ciorba de pui a la grec•nu mai am aer de la patura•n-am bani•scriu bloguri inutile din plictis. Acestea fiind spuse, ma inclin.voie buna. PS: Nu sunt nesimtzita,nu-mi bat joc de nimeni.iau decizii bune pentru altzii,si poate bunicele pentru mine.am reusit sa fac asta..
luni, 21 septembrie 2009
Do you believe?
Hey you Mrs I dont know what the fuck your name is
Im drawn to you somethings magnetic here
If I could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind Id be fine
No doubt that (no doubt) you bring out (bring out) the animal inside
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
Hey you, Mrs. too-good-to-look-my-way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me.
But I want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that
straight?
No doubt that (no doubt) I'd love to (I'd love) sniff on them panties now....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me (damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I just want to look at you
I just want to look at you, look at you all day
I just want to look at you, I just want to look at you all day
There ain't nothing wrong, no. There aint nothing wrong with that
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away.....
I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me(damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive..... 1:40 am
Im drawn to you somethings magnetic here
If I could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind Id be fine
No doubt that (no doubt) you bring out (bring out) the animal inside
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
Hey you, Mrs. too-good-to-look-my-way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me.
But I want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want, you got that
straight?
No doubt that (no doubt) I'd love to (I'd love) sniff on them panties now....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me (damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I just want to look at you
I just want to look at you, look at you all day
I just want to look at you, I just want to look at you all day
There ain't nothing wrong, no. There aint nothing wrong with that
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away
Once you seep in (once you seep in) under my skin (under my skin)
Theres nothing, theres nothing in this world that could wash you away.....
I'm sorry. So sorry (damn, you're so hot!!)
Your beauty is so vain (damn, you're so hot!!)
It drives me, yes it drives me(damn your so hot) absolutely insane
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive..... 1:40 am
vineri, 18 septembrie 2009
Postare noua
Muzica este singura modalitate de a-ti arata jurnalul vietii tale fara sa fi stiut ca el exista.stie prin ce treci,stie ca esti moody si mai stie sa fie acolo pentru tine mereu.aproape ca e prietenul tau cel mai bun.pentru orice intamplare,stare,persoana poti alege o melodie.ma gandesc serios la o noua abordare a timpului/viata/persoana exceptand muzica.crezi ca e posibil?sunt sceptica,dar incerc.e ora 3:19.e bine de stiut
vineri, 4 septembrie 2009
Life after God! D.C.
Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony.
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.
All families are psychotic. Everybody has basically the same family - it's just reconfigured slightly different from one to the next.
Adventure without risk is Disneyland.
Maybe memories are like karaoke-where you realize up on the stage, with all those lyrics scrawling across the screen's bottom, and with everybody clapping at you, that you didn't know even half the lyrics to your all-time favourite song. Only afterwards, when someone else is up on stage humiliating themselves amid the clapping and laughing, do you realize that what you liked most about your favourite song was precisely your ignorance of its full meaning- and you read more into it than maybe existed in the first place. I think it's better to not know the lyrics to your life.
I think of how the person who needs the other person the least in a relationship is the stronger member.
I thought about how odd it is for billions of people to be alive, yet not one of them is really quite sure of what makes people people. The only activities I could think of that humans do that have no animal equivalent were smoking, body-building and writing. That's not much, considering how special we seem to think we are.
Dreams don't come true. Dreams die. Dreams get compromised. Dreams end up dealing meth in a booth at the back of the Olive Garden. Dreams choke to death on bay leaves. Dreams get spleen cancer
miercuri, 2 septembrie 2009
Din ciclu "jurnal pe internet" tz
Am aflat acum ca ash putea sa vand telefonul cu 1 mil jumate.ceea ce e foarte bine avand in vedere ca sambata plec in sfarshit.ma duc spre noua mea casa..thank god..dupa doo luni de "frecare" cu parintzii(i lav iu gaiz)..si cu lumea din orashul de bashtina.
Vh1 will be vh1...vh1 forever!
Aplecandu-ma pe latura inconeshcibilului,aprioric, asta vis-a-vis de lamentatzia mea interioara, tresar la fiecare batere suava a tristelor vaci.
Tu esti EUL tau!
Reinventatzi clasa de mijloc!
Esti propriul tau sex!
Executa tractiuni pentru IQ!
Erotizatzi inteligentza!
Productzia in masa elimina alegerea!
Trebuie sa alegi intre durere si corvoada!
Opritzi istoria!
Pamantul nu e un document!
Dragostea trupeasca impiedica orice schimbare reala!
Prefa-te ca esti tu insutzi!
Si mai putzin e o posibilitate!
Nostalgia e o arma!
Controlul nu inseamna a controla!
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