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Apr. 12th, 2005 | 12:23 pm
sobrid saku kritiski skatities uz sevi un savu uzvedibu. ir raksturiezimes, kuras aizvien grutak paklaujas izmainjam un kontrolei. jasadursta sevii mazais Napaleons, jaiekausta jaunibas (?) idealisms...
caur erkshkiem uz zvaigznem
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Apr. 12th, 2005 | 07:51 pm
mood: zemenes&pututkrejums
music: scissor sisters
Would you like a cigarette,
Or my hand upon your shoulder?
I think we might have met
Would you like me to come over?
Or my hand upon your shoulder?
I think we might have met
Would you like me to come over?
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4FUN - make hulioo workin'
Apr. 12th, 2005 | 08:28 pm
Its three o' clock in the morning
You get a phone call from the queen with a hundred heads
She says that they're all dead
She tried the last one on
It couldn't speak, fell off
And now she just wanders the halls
Thinking nothing, thinking nothing at all