10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
*Beija um estranho*
Sabe quantas vezes passei por isso e quantos estranhos já beijei na noite de reveillon? Muitas vezes vários na mesma noite.
-Queria que hoje fosse ano novo, de novo.
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I can't believe I STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH MY LIFE.
Com teus dentes afiados, este nó intrínseco da vida de uma só vez irá desatar.
Devaneios
- Sly
- Budapest, Hungary
- Devaneio ou sonhar acordado é o desprendimento das próprias imediações de um indivíduo, durante o qual seu contato com a realidade é difuso e parcialmente substituído por uma fantasia visionária.
You can only move as fast as who is in front of you.
Journal
You've heard the story of Jesse James / Of how he lived and died / If you're still in need / Of something to read / Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde. / Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang / I'm sure you all have read / How they rob and steal / And those who squeal / Are usually found dyin' or dead. / They call them cold-hearted killers / They say they are heartless and mean / But I say this with pride / That I once knew Clyde / When he was honest and upright and clean. / But the laws fooled around / Kept takin' him down / And lockin' him up in a cell / Till he said to me: "I'll never be free / So I'll meet a few of them in Hell." / If a policeman is killed in Dallas / And they have no clue to guide / If they can't find a fiend / They just wipe their slate clean / And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde / If they try to act like citizens / And rent them a nice little flat / About the third night / They're invited to fight / By a sub-guns' rat-a-tat-tat. / Some day, they'll go down together / They'll bury them side by side / To a few, it'll be grief / To the law, a relief / But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde.
4 comments:
Olha, 'tá aí uma coisa que eu ainda não fiz.
hahaha
eu tambem queria que fosse ano novo :~
que saudade bon :*
Pois faça, tatén... é bom.
aiaiai, moça beijoqueira;
:*
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