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domingo, 20 de julio de 2008

Personal Jesus

Publicado por aldie en 1:22

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don't mess with me;

i'm not a good person

i hurt: i lie and do not understand

i never get real

and no emotion gets me

my soul is gone and my heart..

don't know exactly where it is

don't want to find it, no

i don't want it to keep hurting me

Don't mess with me;

i'm not looking for you

so you don't find me

you'll stop loving and feeling

your head will ache

and your stomatch blow

Don't mess with me;

i'm your wirst nightmare

don't mess with me

i was made for you

and that.. may be fatal

Don't wonder why people get crazy

wonder why they don't

if i was dynamite

would you provide the spark?

The roar that lies

on the other side of silence

it's not how we talk
it's how we think

CONGRATULATIONS!

YOU'RE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE

I told you i was trouble
you know that i'm no good

JUST KIDDING

don't jungle me

say it out loud

vampire

CSNFEADMV

we all got choices

PH STACY

IF YOU AINT GOT NO MONEY TAKE YOUR BROKE ASS HOME

KKAY

cualqier barbaridad

bff

blake

leighton

girl against the jungle

tea cup

olsen

C

no lo escuches
no te ahogues en su mar

Bass & Archibald

It's raining men

K

take me or leave me

Mi "te quiero" quería levantar castillos,
pero el tuyo solo sostenía un muro.
Tu pasión: inexistente o de bolsillo;
mi pasión: pasado presente y futuro.
Pasado porque te amé desde un principio,
presente porque me mantenes viva y
futuro porque te estaré esperando..

Nunca se me va a olvidar tu voz
aunque pierda la memoria

He limpiado varios rincones
y he regado jardines sin soles
y he buscado en miles de cofres
algo que viva; algo que mate
algo que escuche y algo que mire
algo que escriba; algo que borre
algo en el viento; algo en la lluvia
algo de vos

There she goes

MyKe

There he goes, there he goes again. Chasing through my face and I just can't contain this feeling that remains.

diZZy

F you

I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars on a collision course,
I am a satellite, I'm out of control.
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode