Sunday, January 7, 2007
Nadine Jansen Model Mia
definitely .. I'm lost . thousands of fragments of my life. Not to do or the way to make this the year that ends in 7 may be a solution.
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far Above the world
Planet Earth is blue
and There's nothing I can do
I look out the window and the Christmas lights just go out, not if it's an omen or just arrived on time.
get an idea of \u200b\u200bwhy do I dream in black and white,
many hours working like a dog.
Street expected me to follow in your footsteps,
Street awaits me now time is working against me.
I've seen a clothesline, and teach your games, all played, even the most innocent can teach us more dirty tricks. I prefer not to use cards, I prefer the trapeze ...
Not a blank page more.
feel the wonder of a lonely bystander.
Mode:
sounds archaic now: Fon Roman - "Par"
I would love that sound: The Donkeys - "I love you enough"
Wednesday, January 3, 2007
Indoor Basketball, East Brunswick,nj
been a while since I ate an apple, in addition to my favorites such as acid green. I have another, because no one wants to share, with her morning faileth. I deserve it.
2007 has begun with cold (as expected) and I think I set everything is going the right direction. Constantly watching me and I see things clear, this time if ... sure. I hope I'm wrong and the cold and dark times are calm, full of energy, full of music, full of you.
My winamp is fed every day, and made to recommend, I think you can not stop listening to: Big City
"Call an ambulance"
Math and Physics Club TV on the Radio "Return To Cookie Mountain" Half
Foot Outside Perfect from the distance "
Citizen" 38 minutes in the air "
Now Magic Numbers sound impatient, and I look forward and smile
I do not want to tell her
Do not Want No
I tell her to lie awake in the dark
Lost in the beat of my heart
Well baby look over your shoulder
you're not alone in this love
I don't wanna tell her
No don't want to tell her
That I've been thinking of you
Lost in the things that you do
Maybe its over
but over is not a word that you know
And if it hurts me baby you know why
I go it alone
Hurt me baby if you like
It's already gone
I don't wanna tell her
No don't want to tell her
I've been calling your name
Each time it feels its in vain
Maybe its over
but over is not a word that you know
I don't wanna tell her
No don't want to tell her
I've been falling apart
Broke every rule from the start
Baby look over your shoulder
you're not alone in this love
And if it hurts me baby you know why
I go it alone
Hurt me baby if you like
It's already gone
This is a song
and these are the words
I don't wanna hear it
Don't wanna hear it
This is a song
and these are the words
I don't wanna tell her
No don't want to tell her
I lie awake in the dark
Lost in the beat of my heart
Well baby look over your shoulder
you're not alone in this love
Modo: llevando el ritmo
Suena ahora: Magic Numbers "This is a song"
Me encantaria que sonara: smile
Tuesday, January 2, 2007
Example Of New Baby Message
dark December calendars
2007
promises are worth a little successes and misadventures
crazy winter games
a jungle in your eyes, it confuses me
illusions and broken dreams
various latitudes by adrenaline, the hit to bits, reins
always work, provided the reins
uncertain course to enjoy the journey
quiet, very quiet
force, but force
no walls, jumping is necessary to travel
more trips across puddles
aircraft again
dreams
smile, more than necessary ...
find you, in every street light
write your name in letters to newspaper
create hurricanes in my room
break into pieces my diary
realize that I have no daily
ask that
to my answers I do not care or yours
dream you see your dreams I see you look
the calendar leaves fall slowly
if eternal passions as your
if I'm wrong I savor the error
learn from the asphalt of the night every morning
and found that loneliness is not a bad counselor
Mode: strange, like those days
sounds now: Citizen Students in Action "
I would love that sound: Final Fantasy "This Modern Love"
2007
promises are worth a little successes and misadventures
crazy winter games
a jungle in your eyes, it confuses me
illusions and broken dreams
various latitudes by adrenaline, the hit to bits, reins
always work, provided the reins
uncertain course to enjoy the journey
quiet, very quiet
force, but force
no walls, jumping is necessary to travel
more trips across puddles
aircraft again
dreams
smile, more than necessary ...
find you, in every street light
write your name in letters to newspaper
create hurricanes in my room
break into pieces my diary
realize that I have no daily
ask that
to my answers I do not care or yours
dream you see your dreams I see you look
the calendar leaves fall slowly
if eternal passions as your
if I'm wrong I savor the error
learn from the asphalt of the night every morning
and found that loneliness is not a bad counselor
Mode: strange, like those days
sounds now: Citizen Students in Action "
I would love that sound: Final Fantasy "This Modern Love"
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