Mes cheveux ne sont plus .

Mes cheveux ne sont plus .
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# Enviado em Sexta 27 Novembro 2009 12:30

If you speak garbage, then we no capiche

If you speak garbage, then we no capiche
HIERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

en travaillant (coupant des poivrons rouge(les esti de sales)) j'me suis couper un bout de pouce
et j'ai (comme on dit ) saigné ma vie. Ça fait mal
Pis j'ai enfinnnn couper mes cheveux courts,
mais pas assé a mon gout.
Pis la nouvelle toune de rihanna est trop bone estiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.


Take a breath, take it deep
Calm yourself, he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Take a gun, and count to three
I'm sweating now, moving slow
No time to think, my turn to go


And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger


Say a prayer to yourself
He says, close you eyes
Sometimes it helps
And then I get a scary thought
That he's here means he's never lost


And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger


As my life flashes before my eyes
I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise?
So many won't get the chance to say goodbye
But it's too late to pick up the value of my life


And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
And I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger
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# Enviado em Quarta 14 Outubro 2009 13:16

Modificado em Sexta 27 Novembro 2009 12:28

28 septembre 2009, 20:44

28 septembre 2009, 20:44


HEU NON finalement;
ma job est nulle mais cpas grave
JAI EU MON PERMISSSSSS
pis jvais avoir un char
pis comme ca jvais avoir une nouvelle job
la vie est belle quand meme
pis jten amour ♥



Sauf que mon nez est tout chié à cause de mon piercing
MAIS JCONTENTE PAREILLE
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# Enviado em Segunda 06 Julho 2009 15:01

Modificado em Quarta 14 Outubro 2009 13:06

i fly like paper get high like plane

i fly like paper get high like plane
pppppppppppppppppppppp


One day I wanna be a star
So I get to hang in a bar
I'll go to Vegas with the playas
Just to forget my scars
Slumdog Millionaire

Vraiment bon comme film.

___

Demain....BIOMÉTRIE stiiii


pppppppppppppppppppppp
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# Enviado em Quarta 06 Maio 2009 17:12

Modificado em Quarta 06 Maio 2009 17:40

àvendreeeeeedredre

àvendreeeeeedredre
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRawr

JE L'AIME MON MINOUUUUU :)

KEEEEEEEEEPKEEEEEEEEEEEPBLEEDINNNNNNNNG(in love, voyons)
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# Enviado em Terça 31 Março 2009 15:48

Modificado em Quinta 23 Julho 2009 13:25

ooooooooooooo

Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
But that's OK, cause I'm still fly

JTRAVAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLEE woohhoo
L'argent commence à rentrer :D

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# Enviado em Terça 18 Novembro 2008 15:44

Modificado em Quinta 02 Abril 2009 19:58