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martes, 2 de diciembre de 2008

Bestrolo, si tenías razón con respecto al sms que me mandaste que decía ' TOMÁ PA VO' muajajaj te amo sabés?

3 comentarios:

mandalepunnchi dijo...: JAAAAAAAAAAAAA VISTE :$
TE AMO TROLAAAAAAAAAAA DIGO BESTA (L
MAÑANA MIERCOLES ME GRADUO !; 2 de diciembre de 2008 a las 23:37
Candela - dijo...: te amo reina
jun te mos nos - separadito en silavas y todo .
jiju te amo; 3 de diciembre de 2008 a las 0:25
ivaana- dijo...: Estàs totalmente desaparecida del vìa chat, blog, flog. ètc.
jiju cuando te conectès tenemos que hablaaaar!
tqiero lù. (L); 4 de diciembre de 2008 a las 0:58

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Si me dices SI pénsalo dos veces;

puede que te convenga decirme que no.

Si me dices que no, puede que te equivoques;

yo me daré la tarea de que me digas que si.

Si me dices que si, dejaré de soñar

y me volveré una idiota.

Mejor dime que no y dame ese si como un cuenta gotas.

Dime que no pensando en un si.

Déjame lo otro a mi,

que si se me pone fácil

el amor se hace frágil, y uno para de soñar.

Dime que no y deja la puerta abierta.

Dime que no y me tendrás todo el día pensando en ti,

planeando la estrategia para un si.

Me muero por suplicarte
Que no te vayas mi vida
Me muero por escucharte
Decir las cosas que nunca digas
Mas me cayo y te marchas
Mantengo la esperanza
De ser capaz algun día
De no esconder las heridas
Que me duelen al pensar
Que te voy queriendo
Cada día un poco más
Cuanto tiempo vamos a esperar

Me muero por abrazarte
Y que me abrazes tan fuerte
Me muero por divertirte
Y que me abrazes cuando despiertes
Acomodado en tu pecho
Hasta que el sol aparezca
Me voy perdiendo en tu aroma
Me voy perdiendo en tus labios
Que se acercan susurrando
Palabras que llegan a este pobre corazon
Voy sintiendo el fuego en mi interior

Hayley:

"I am pretty simple. Music, make up, and fashion are what I'm really into. Sort of a typical girls list of hobbies...but I ain't no girls girl. I'm into making memories with photographs and I tend to be pretty nostalgic. Anything to do with the south, I'm down for it: good times and BBQ!!!
My goal is to make music that people, 30 or 40 years from now, wish they were around for.
musical influencesEtta James, Chaka Khan, Jimmy Eat World, The Cure, Refused, New Found Glory, Sunny Day Real Estate, Failure, mid to late 90's pop rock (Third Eye Blind, Semisonic, Filter) and NSync... and many others. "

Just like a pill

Im lyin here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
Im crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I cant stay on your life support, theres a
Shortage in the switch,
I cant stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
Itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
Being a little bitch,
I think Ill get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear youre just like a pill
Instead of makin me better, you keep makin me
Ill
You keep makin me ill

I havent moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills, they were different
Maybe I should get some help

Who knew

You took my hand, you showed me how
You promised me you'd be around
Uh huh
That's right, I took your words
And I believed in everything
you said to me
Yeah huh, that's right.

If someone said three years from now
you'd be long gone
I'd stand up and punch them out
Cause they're all wrong,
I know better
Cause you said forever and ever,
who knew.

Remember when we were such fools
And so convinced and just too cool
Oh no No no
I wish I could touch you again
I wish I could still call you friend
I'd give anything

When someone said count your blessings now
'fore they're long gone
I guess I just didn't know how
I was all wrong
They knew better
Still you said forever
And ever Who knew

Yeah yeah
I'll keep you locked in my head
Until we meet again
Until we, until we meet again
And I won't forget you my friend
What happened