tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7509885362179348102024-02-19T15:58:48.357-08:00About monsters, diamonds & candies.-Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-59876088198199342502011-10-23T12:38:00.000-07:002011-10-23T12:40:24.837-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><pre style="text-align: right; "><span style="font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana; line-height: 20px; " ><i>la realidad se vuelve el lugar donde las cosas que imaginamos salen peor.</i></span></pre></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-38817686468859936502011-10-04T18:24:00.001-07:002011-10-04T18:24:23.416-07:00<div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;">Cause giving up is easy.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-68608858538417135622011-10-04T18:19:00.000-07:002011-10-04T18:21:00.675-07:00<span style="font-style: italic;">Would you like the company or are you sick of me.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-28561592243633975902011-09-16T09:21:00.001-07:002011-09-16T09:26:24.461-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-_4rd6DQaTJZiAQO__wqMKTcHxEdBoRCeKMJodop_Qm6aFhNBFUnqoKem8K5TF9OrnF0dQzXUMvfszFiUfc6G_BR4UWuDRWdkWPn9HGFu1nTqlZPu9LqbwbNzgQgxcI9TcrZs9TRZEM/s1600/Between+the+lines+En+la+oscuridad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl-_4rd6DQaTJZiAQO__wqMKTcHxEdBoRCeKMJodop_Qm6aFhNBFUnqoKem8K5TF9OrnF0dQzXUMvfszFiUfc6G_BR4UWuDRWdkWPn9HGFu1nTqlZPu9LqbwbNzgQgxcI9TcrZs9TRZEM/s400/Between+the+lines+En+la+oscuridad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652994580409561426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;">You saw the lonely road. I left and said to You "don't follow me cause i'll only bring you sorrow"</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-78373027641759925092011-09-16T08:57:00.001-07:002011-09-16T08:57:55.809-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7iJNqSto_uTcmn1rT-SOmK-UtHvYgpsuzMWgTpWFACFv4-UDEEsofo001K0LUiw7viIC9Xjwr5Dosg9YJXzzfAbnj6pGcw_VqeshnRz86CyIq2q0xeqK9-9ySp87nCMbTNUNuQIwvUwQ/s1600/63940385_hpGP39L8_c.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7iJNqSto_uTcmn1rT-SOmK-UtHvYgpsuzMWgTpWFACFv4-UDEEsofo001K0LUiw7viIC9Xjwr5Dosg9YJXzzfAbnj6pGcw_VqeshnRz86CyIq2q0xeqK9-9ySp87nCMbTNUNuQIwvUwQ/s400/63940385_hpGP39L8_c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652987289841442546" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-17794462413865732062011-09-16T08:53:00.000-07:002011-09-16T08:57:13.388-07:00Leave me.<p style="font-style: italic; text-align: right;">It frustrates me that I don't have the words to explain to you what I'm feeling now. I'm not moved that much but what I just heard moved me to the left, more to the left. I don't know what put me there, if I had a guess then your voice would top this list. <span style="font-size:130%;"> Leave me, Leave me be</span></p><p style="font-style: italic;"><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-54586767769464773822011-09-16T08:05:00.000-07:002011-09-16T08:07:15.135-07:00<div style="text-align: right;">And I know you were doing okay.<br /> I know you were doing so well and<br />you changed this all, you changed this all.<br />and I didn't reply to your letter cause,<br />no I didn't reply to your letter cause<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">I'm not an idiot.</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-62759478896383031472011-09-12T17:41:00.000-07:002011-09-12T17:43:06.525-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnhIfzgwo6HWbHCqchbcWLcr2hD3iKBxZSmFqmjBdeF2PTTSz_LS5G2MiN-LB8ToOYqkB48vUVrMK91yVNBml16OhtRMe5b8IyE1-lKFRsiw2RtMLEIhFI20geGDtraqnRFZwQZlj4sy0/s1600/9535682_orig.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnhIfzgwo6HWbHCqchbcWLcr2hD3iKBxZSmFqmjBdeF2PTTSz_LS5G2MiN-LB8ToOYqkB48vUVrMK91yVNBml16OhtRMe5b8IyE1-lKFRsiw2RtMLEIhFI20geGDtraqnRFZwQZlj4sy0/s400/9535682_orig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651638242330665170" border="0" /></a><br />It's times like this I think too much. Oh please don't think too much.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-37758211264680143902011-09-12T17:32:00.000-07:002011-09-12T17:35:47.700-07:00Windows in the city.-<div id="songlyrics"> <span style="font-style: italic;">We could count all the windows in the city</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> But you're far too busy and I'm much too slow</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> So I will start with the windows in this alley</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> 'Cause you think in cities and I think in boroughs</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> We could count all the planes at the airport</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> But that would mean you and I were in the same spot</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> So I will count all the planes I can see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">And I will talk to you like you are next to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I could count all the birds around me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> There must be a storm at sea, there must be a storm at sea</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I don't know why they come to me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I will pretent it's them</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't believe it's me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> There was no sound when the birds came down and</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> There were so many gulls and crows</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Now why do you suppose?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> There must be a storm at sea</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> It's clearly them not me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I looked up when you told me too</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-36636144325477612762011-09-06T17:05:00.000-07:002011-09-06T17:15:26.791-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmYZvTNh5yGAC9lqIuqOZ5Bzl-mVO6w2cBFq6jfYjLZOh6Fvy6jcCsdHhlWV_MrlavHUdiNUKn0lvlJ6MxuSaS0aIBebrAtXHi-1X_hMMPpRbwWFowugXPGMveyJMW1IyYmJb2OsOcS3o/s1600/NPT_4248_clSX.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmYZvTNh5yGAC9lqIuqOZ5Bzl-mVO6w2cBFq6jfYjLZOh6Fvy6jcCsdHhlWV_MrlavHUdiNUKn0lvlJ6MxuSaS0aIBebrAtXHi-1X_hMMPpRbwWFowugXPGMveyJMW1IyYmJb2OsOcS3o/s400/NPT_4248_clSX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649404377883289426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Call</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And I won't take any other call.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> I feel like a fool </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> So I'm going to stop troubling you. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-79253183430680547632011-08-29T13:51:00.000-07:002011-08-29T14:09:57.177-07:00No entiendo que es todo esto, pero voy a esperar a que sea el momento que alguien me lo explique.
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-23013172446091757832011-08-10T20:08:00.000-07:002011-08-10T20:09:21.594-07:00<span class="caption">As I said my darling, spring is constantly calling me and there's no place that I'd rather be.
<br />I won't be angry if you have to leave, but I won't be waiting for that day. So don't say you're sorry because I won't believe you.
<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-40203847362627637282011-07-20T10:07:00.000-07:002011-07-20T10:08:26.876-07:00<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Is there a hope, somehow, somewhere on the way?</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-2784519973096027652011-07-17T20:58:00.000-07:002011-07-17T21:02:13.291-07:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" >Realmente me doy cuenta de que estoy pasada de vuelta.<br />Creo que eso me haría super bien.<br />Pero no tengo chances.</span><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Obsesiva.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-48612808798474397632011-07-13T15:07:00.000-07:002011-07-13T15:15:53.773-07:00Got it?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0SsHS2dCW4pwRBD21RHviBO09I0sdLscLrkiIejf7I9_7r3L4zLd10OS_GFoYkIEGMce54HZRZKOCZTJgSaA2ZzjHSA3_GVgnv93-JcWX8JG1bzmVc07tOW-ygmCNqIzZneMrnfTVYyw/s1600/banner2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0SsHS2dCW4pwRBD21RHviBO09I0sdLscLrkiIejf7I9_7r3L4zLd10OS_GFoYkIEGMce54HZRZKOCZTJgSaA2ZzjHSA3_GVgnv93-JcWX8JG1bzmVc07tOW-ygmCNqIzZneMrnfTVYyw/s400/banner2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628963997754907714" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-18563267849280221202011-07-13T13:40:00.000-07:002011-07-13T13:42:25.970-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg51E3DMrPpOZMj974MR5ZVMNUe0KrhQx4kILZ1KzZSO73Y36mjXevPfUOpE1ArYuRU6UYfRgQj_DcpUq0txJcwGPVsLZGP4nq3dOeKH3jTBr4Jpjds3bs-xhVLfi27QTtbFMnlUUHX6vI/s1600/KEEP+ON+LAUGHING+-+HIDING+THE+TEARS+IN+MY+EYES+-+CHAOTIC+WRITER+novo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg51E3DMrPpOZMj974MR5ZVMNUe0KrhQx4kILZ1KzZSO73Y36mjXevPfUOpE1ArYuRU6UYfRgQj_DcpUq0txJcwGPVsLZGP4nq3dOeKH3jTBr4Jpjds3bs-xhVLfi27QTtbFMnlUUHX6vI/s400/KEEP+ON+LAUGHING+-+HIDING+THE+TEARS+IN+MY+EYES+-+CHAOTIC+WRITER+novo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628939729075578562" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >Keep on laughing idiot!</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-50398066256458985622011-07-11T15:01:00.000-07:002011-07-11T15:04:43.395-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0IPQwt1lsTImIQr1IXus8tN5-Ik7yNHy1vjTydnDHbUJ9AIV-HrsS7TvujJPuiISfzxKjjDHKRKdMRCgpeE9kSIdnYssp_m_06n_dtk4so6hIGLtgomVK40izpfdb0_o6cHePLk3VftA/s1600/tumblr_lgmjl9UoVd1qa6x26o1_500.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0IPQwt1lsTImIQr1IXus8tN5-Ik7yNHy1vjTydnDHbUJ9AIV-HrsS7TvujJPuiISfzxKjjDHKRKdMRCgpeE9kSIdnYssp_m_06n_dtk4so6hIGLtgomVK40izpfdb0_o6cHePLk3VftA/s400/tumblr_lgmjl9UoVd1qa6x26o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628219096562022370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">What became of everyone i used to know?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Where did our respectable convictions go?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Your words don't match the story that your actions show, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">but what do i know?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I'm sure you can't help but remembering</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I thought that you'd be one not to forget,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">but remembering's not helping you yet.</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Say goodnight means goodbye.</span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I know you think my life would stop with you away.</span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-45861437577011622992011-07-11T14:21:00.001-07:002011-07-11T14:23:17.445-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PJJ8t4BVEdesE0AT-f0p5a8X84q6S_r9oFdSfAguKFCNuZhm_QlK3KVqd0ayE0uIawHNeXUk-K7Unk1EY1XpFEN3EAyYTvb_n6apHpyI4iggCiq4czPr9KAIPKjW6ZuKPyQLLAIKuFo/s1600/20080405142546.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PJJ8t4BVEdesE0AT-f0p5a8X84q6S_r9oFdSfAguKFCNuZhm_QlK3KVqd0ayE0uIawHNeXUk-K7Unk1EY1XpFEN3EAyYTvb_n6apHpyI4iggCiq4czPr9KAIPKjW6ZuKPyQLLAIKuFo/s400/20080405142546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628208424979084658" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Si hubiera planeado las cosas de estos ultimos dias no me hubieran pasado tan genialmente.</span><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-80815267618568733882011-07-09T15:10:00.000-07:002011-07-09T15:11:45.285-07:00<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Pareciera que recien te das cuenta que no soy lo que pensabas, justo como yo te lo adverti.</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-41298582252101559622011-07-07T08:59:00.000-07:002011-07-07T09:07:18.217-07:00.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC7GFufAIZfTQHInflPOZpE2LXhtdoIPy-ezAgMU2NSKgN6BlyqWZmDhKgeJAV5_tDAHUny3HxrEFz071f3G_S4S4S3NEE0p_6-znJwb5hkTDvxL2sALlZKckFSRlVAECLiG2ngJoWW68/s1600/couple_in_snow.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC7GFufAIZfTQHInflPOZpE2LXhtdoIPy-ezAgMU2NSKgN6BlyqWZmDhKgeJAV5_tDAHUny3HxrEFz071f3G_S4S4S3NEE0p_6-znJwb5hkTDvxL2sALlZKckFSRlVAECLiG2ngJoWW68/s400/couple_in_snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626642461012097698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">We're not the same, dear, as we used to be.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> The seasons have changed and so have we.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> There was little we could say, and even less we could do.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> We bury our love in the wintery grave</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> A lump in the snow was all that remained.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> But we stayed by its side as the days turned to weeks</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;"> And the ice kept getting thinner </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >with every word that we'd speak.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And when spring arrived</span>. <span style="font-style: italic;"> We were taken by surprise when the floes under our feet bled into the sea</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And nothing was left for you and me.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> We're not the same, dear,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And it seems to me</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> There's nowhere we can go</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> With nothing underneath.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> And it saddens me to say</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> But we both know, well, it's true</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> That the ice was getting thinner</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> Under me and you.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> The ice was getting thinner</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> Under me and you.</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /> </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-59019984093066310412011-07-05T10:33:00.000-07:002011-07-05T10:36:10.818-07:00:c<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">○ I won't mistake you for problems with me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't let my moods ruin this you'll see</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't take everything good and move it away</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't be left dancing along to songs from the past</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Would you stay home and keep our memories warm with me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> Would you give all your love for a run at the past with me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I know you're sad even though you say that you're not</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I know you're scared even though you say that you're not</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't get mad when you say things are getting too hard</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't make all of your love so scared to come through our yard</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't scream in my head and let it isolate me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> I won't be left dancing alone to songs from the past</span>. ○</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-17141857898856761762011-06-23T21:18:00.001-07:002011-06-23T21:21:21.851-07:00____________<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">The longer it takes the more it goes to waste .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I want to believe you but I can’t feel a thing .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> the more that you get the less you are .</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> nothing’s going to change that hopeless feeling I get when you say you'll understand and I know you can’t .</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-61452059560057750872011-06-23T20:52:00.000-07:002011-06-23T20:56:55.793-07:00Every way .-<div style="text-align: right;">I would find a different way to say, You're gonna have to change everything you've made, You're gonna have to reword every metaphor you'd use. So that people who are hearing aren't confused.<br />If that's the most important thing you do detail every ounce of pain that you went through . Make sure you leave something down to show the way back.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Every way you wonder if you're wrong.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Every way you wonder if you're wrong.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Inaccurate and inprecise.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> There is no gift without a price.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm so mistaken, lost my direction.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> My souls been shaken.</span></span><br />I would find a different way to go.There's no signs in life to guide you on that road, And if it's the most important thing you'll say, Make sure they understand.<br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-81864387996393046632011-06-04T22:44:00.000-07:002011-06-04T22:45:33.818-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:180%;" >WHATEVER !</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-750988536217934810.post-3801932879979504512011-06-04T19:26:00.000-07:002011-06-04T19:27:48.816-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieFfmg5erExTeo0Hs40NuIyLIzd-Wg7_mHpinxX-onWKFMdsc8ZBauzChBPhVZs7FCzzJ8xclaAfGwSTEun-bfHrtFVuXNltkQCr7xrpbchF8ctcuC2M210Lji6Ls-PACRHUlDx748E1U/s1600/tumblr_ljqtkaAayb1qe8ypbo1_500.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieFfmg5erExTeo0Hs40NuIyLIzd-Wg7_mHpinxX-onWKFMdsc8ZBauzChBPhVZs7FCzzJ8xclaAfGwSTEun-bfHrtFVuXNltkQCr7xrpbchF8ctcuC2M210Lji6Ls-PACRHUlDx748E1U/s400/tumblr_ljqtkaAayb1qe8ypbo1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614556736224566642" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0