imi da ea mie ca e ziua ei maineMesaj iniţiat de rZvBooM
imi da ea mie ca e ziua ei maine
et in Arcadia ego...
Si tu ce`i daiimi da ea mie ca e ziua ei maine?
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!
o.O ce pustiu e aici...pot sa ma joc
fara sa ma deranjeze nimeni
Si tu ce`i dai
et in Arcadia ego...
Not anylongero.O ce pustiu e aici...
Ce dai sa`ti vand un pont
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!
Ce dai sa`ti vand un pont
et in Arcadia ego...
If you wantit`s your sis
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!
Omul de ieri a murit în cel de azi, cel de azi moare în cel de mâine.Plutarh
Ce`ai patit tu draga Roxelly
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!
doar sunt tristaCe`ai patit tu draga Roxelly
Omul de ieri a murit în cel de azi, cel de azi moare în cel de mâine.Plutarh
Ce coincidentadoar sunt trista
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!
Omul de ieri a murit în cel de azi, cel de azi moare în cel de mâine.Plutarh
doar sunt trista
On ira où tu voudras, quand tu voudras
Et on s'aimera encore lorsque l'amour sera mort
Toute la vie sera pareille ê ce matin
Aux couleurs de l'été indien
Sunt un nenorocit.
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!
dc spui tu...Sunt un nenorocit.
ce patisi?
On ira où tu voudras, quand tu voudras
Et on s'aimera encore lorsque l'amour sera mort
Toute la vie sera pareille ê ce matin
Aux couleurs de l'été indien
halloooooooooooooooooooo
Multedc spui tu...
ce patisi?prea multe
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!
yellooooo
Multe
hmm... oare de ce am eu impresia ca ai facut prostii?
On ira où tu voudras, quand tu voudras
Et on s'aimera encore lorsque l'amour sera mort
Toute la vie sera pareille ê ce matin
Aux couleurs de l'été indien
Omul de ieri a murit în cel de azi, cel de azi moare în cel de mâine.Plutarh
...yellooooo
hmm... oare de ce am eu impresia ca ai facut prostii?
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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