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Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
ma doare capu' rau
Sunt suparat :<
Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid sideways in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly screaming "WoooHoooo! What a Ride!
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if it's against the law, arrest me!!!
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vreau sa aud DJ si beaturi , sa dansez pe Greatest Hituri , si pe muzici tonice , cat mai electronice!!!
cam somnoros si bosumflat.... dupa somn![]()
Bine. Fara sa am un motiv anume chiar ma simt bine.
white and proud 14
ma simt alone....................vleau spammatitza mea![]()
cam asa: Atasament 25870
Last edited by Nyx; 20-01-2008 at 14:39.
et in Arcadia ego...
Last edited by Nyx; 20-01-2008 at 14:39.
et in Arcadia ego...
mi-e foame.
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ma doare spatele
Colors made sounds in his mind. And he learned to play those sounds on his instrument. Green, with its infinite variations, was his most subtle harmony. The Listeners came, took him from his home to a house in a deep Deciduous Forest and listened as his music was played through perfect speakers on the roof of his house.
ca si cum as stranuta
women have their fault,men only two,everything they say, everything they do
My similing licence has been suspended...there is no gold at the end of the rainbow
kandya, Trabook, Aetana!x3
Augen sagen mehr als Worte
ca si cum as fi atacata de o avalansa de gandurinu-mi place senzatia
Nyx
scarbit...4 persoane despre care mi-am schimbat parerea in vacanta asta...
IRONÍE, ironii, s.f. Vorbă, frază, expresie, afirmație care conține o ușoară batjocură la adresa cuiva sau a ceva, folosind de obicei semnificații opuse sensului lor obișnuit; zeflemea, persiflare.
"The best part of falling is getting back up again." -David Belle
cold blooded
Colors made sounds in his mind. And he learned to play those sounds on his instrument. Green, with its infinite variations, was his most subtle harmony. The Listeners came, took him from his home to a house in a deep Deciduous Forest and listened as his music was played through perfect speakers on the roof of his house.
cred ca a venit vremea sa imi aplic niste dureri in
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et in Arcadia ego...
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