wo jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.
You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.
Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever
had.
It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away.

me cago en la puta, vayanse todos a la reverenda concha de su maraca madre

worn off

ya no kiero más. toi reventa2.

de hace rato. ya no le tengo paciencia a nadie, nadie tambien tiene la culpa. nadie también debería darse una vuelta a la mierda y volver.

I AM NOT ANYONE'S BITCH.

por lo demas es un buen día. eso creo por lo menos, de hace rato que no pasa mucho, a pesar de que en todos lados la gente parece ir corriendo, temiendo catastrofes microscopicas que no tienen solucion con un papelito en la cara. Si te teni que subir a una micro con 30 weones mas entre cagao de frio y sofocado por el aire humedo y re-re-re-spirado no tienes ni la menor posibilidad de protejerte...

un monton de w mas pa escribir pero tampoco hay paciencia pa eso

she

She actually had diamonds on the inside
But diamonds ARE hard to swallow.

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now playing
Saxon Shore - Marked with the knowledge

knutem?

When he took the three disciples
to the mountainside to pray,
his countenance was modified, his clothing was aflame.
Two men appeared: Moses and Elijah came;
they were at his side.
The prophecy, the legislation spoke of whenever he would die.

Then there came a word
of what he should accomplish on the day.
Then Peter spoke, to make of them a tabernacle place.
A cloud appeared in glory as an accolade.
They fell on the ground.
A voice arrived, the voice of God,
the face of God, covered in a cloud.

What he said to them,
the voice of God: the most beloved son.
Consider what he says to you, consider what's to come.
The prophecy was put to death,
was put to death, and so will the Son.
And keep your word, disguise the vision till the time has come.

Lost in the cloud, a voice: Have no fear! We draw near!
Lost in the cloud, a sign: Son of man! Turn your ear!
Lost in the cloud, a voice: Lamb of God! We draw near!
Lost in the cloud, a sign: Son of man! Son of God!


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Now playing: Sufjan Stevens - The Transfiguration
via FoxyTunes

redes sociales XD

quien ganara??

wea loca

pta que pasa rapido el tiempo.

recien era ayer, ya van meses y sumando. siempre es hoy cantaba el pajarraco ese y lo cuatico es que hoy toavia encontramos primeras de algun lugar que parecieran brotar inagotablemente. me saco el sombrero ante el director de semejante play.

al final pa variar te amo te extraño y toi llenito contigo