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 Vitto, 5 anni spritzina di Paperopoli, ma periferia. CHE FACCIO? essere minchia, però con laurea. Sono middle 
[ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO Francesco TRENTO, Aureliano AMADEI, VENTI SIGARETTE A NASSIRYA HO VISTO ho visto nascere il Torelli Sudati Rugby Club. e scusate se è poco. STO ASCOLTANDO PIXIES, DE ANDRE’ ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO La felpa del Torelli Sudati Rugby Club ORA VORREI TANTO... Un passaporto malese. E chiamarmi Yanez. STO STUDIANDO... Sono alla ricerca di me stesso. Oh...eccomi! ero sotto al comò. OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'... non so dove sia. ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE Nessuna scelta effettuata MERAVIGLIE 1) leccare il Poli !!! BLOG che SEGUO: JOHNTRENT MARILESA MIKNESIAC MRSTRENT THELMA RAC SPUATCH JANE_D LAFLETCHER ICY83 BEATRIX_K CHICKFIT ODUM VIOLANTE DRAMAQUEEN SHAULA BOPPE KILLERCOKE CERES SABRY8 APINA HARLOK CATEYE MENTIRA MIRò CHOBIN DANKO ZILVIO VAMPINA DI0 CRUSCA CARAVITA SQUALONOIR BAJI LAH ADEMARKI AZURA TELETE TEMPORALE OSHùN FECK-U DRAUEN ANDREA1000 MATAN TWILIGHT UèUè BOOKMARKS Nessun link inserito: Invita l'utente a segnalare i suoi siti preferiti! UTENTI ONLINE: |
Wednesday, May 19, 2010 - ore 16:56 a 16 o 49, pari è. La canzone giusta, per parecchia gente che conosco, in questo momento, è Most of the time, di Bob Dylan. Most Of The Time Most of the time I’m clear focused all around Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path, I can read the signs Stay right with it when the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon I don’t even notice she’s gone Most of the time Most of the time It’s well understood Most of the time I wouldn’t change it if I could I can make it all match up, I can hold my own I can deal with the situation right down to the bone I can survive, I can endure And I don’t even think about her Most of the time Most of the time My head is on straight Most of the time I’m strong enough not to hate I don’t build up illusion ’til it makes me sick I ain’t afraid of confusion no matter how thick I can smile in the face of mankind Don’t even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time Most of the time She ain’t even in my mind I wouldn’t know her if I saw her She’s that far behind Most of the time I can’t even be sure If she was ever with me Or if I was with her Most of the time I’m halfway content Most of the time I know exactly where it went I don’t cheat on myself, I don’t run and hide Hide from the feelings that are buried inside I don’t compromise and I don’t pretend I don’t even care if I ever see her again Most of the time COMMENTA (0 commenti presenti) PERMALINK |
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