fuck fuck fuck ...
et re-fuck.
et puis, merde.
et re-fuck.
et puis, merde.
Misfortune never sets me free ... but I fuck it so well ...
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life is pain, ok
but's that's your choice.
Mine is better, I guess, 'cuz now I know that all is so awful, We just try to keep it better.
And if you chose to give up, don't blame the others, you're so a looser ...
flic, fac, fuck
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# Posté le vendredi 08 mai 2009 15:34
Modifié le jeudi 21 mai 2009 13:18
un jour, quelqu'un a dit "la vie en fait, c'est quand même cool" ... il est mort le lendemain noyé dans une station d'épuration. A méditer, bordel.
Il y a ces jours où tu sais que ta vie sera une journée nationale de la merde gratuite. Ca commence par la fuite de ta machine à laver, ça continue avec le vieux qui crache ses tripes à côté de toi dans le bus, ton balladeur qui te lâche sous prétexte de RTT ... Il y a aussi ces personnes que tu fuient par tous les moyens mais qui te sautent dessus en mimant une joie débordante d'insanités. Dans ce genre de journée, tu peux aussi t'attendre directement à briser une demi douzaine d'objets, perdre au minimum tes clés, louper environ 7 coup de fils important, apprendre autant de mauvaises nouvelles, et puis finir complètement mort pour avoir voulu noyer tout ça dans l'alcool. Cotre ces journées pré-écrites et injustes, une seule solution : ne pas sortir de chez soi !
C'est pour ça que désormais, je vivrai en ermite dans ma propre merde, sortant de chez moi simplement pour acheter des pizzas, passer tout mon argent dans des allopass et finir ma vie sur "tout le monde veut prendre sa place - le jeu online". Sur ma tombe on gravera "à notre contact msn, disparue trop vite dans une overdose de yeti-sport ..."
l'alcool est dangereux à la vie sociale, ne commencez pas, prenez plutot de la drogue ...
C'est pour ça que désormais, je vivrai en ermite dans ma propre merde, sortant de chez moi simplement pour acheter des pizzas, passer tout mon argent dans des allopass et finir ma vie sur "tout le monde veut prendre sa place - le jeu online". Sur ma tombe on gravera "à notre contact msn, disparue trop vite dans une overdose de yeti-sport ..."
l'alcool est dangereux à la vie sociale, ne commencez pas, prenez plutot de la drogue ...
They should call me blondie just for sexfun ...
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# Posté le jeudi 21 mai 2009 13:40
they say it's cool when I'm far away, I say it's wrong when you listen to'em
This is the story about a girl named "Lucky"
Early morning, she wakes up, knock knock knock on the door
it's time for make up, perfect smile
it's you they're all waitin' for.
Isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl.
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
lost in an image
in a dream
but theres no one there to wake her up
and the world is spinning and she keeps on winning
but tell me what happens when it stops ?
They go
isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
(in the background) cry, cry, cry ah ah ah
(Man says) Best actress and the winner is: Lucky!
(in the background) cry, cry, cry ah ah ah
(man says) I'm Walter Jones for pop news and
we're standing outside waiting for lucky. Oh my God! here so comes
isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl
she is so lucky but why does she cry ?
if there is nothing missing in
my life why do tears come at night ?
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
Early morning, she wakes up, knock knock knock on the door
it's time for make up, perfect smile
it's you they're all waitin' for.
Isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl.
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
lost in an image
in a dream
but theres no one there to wake her up
and the world is spinning and she keeps on winning
but tell me what happens when it stops ?
They go
isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
(in the background) cry, cry, cry ah ah ah
(Man says) Best actress and the winner is: Lucky!
(in the background) cry, cry, cry ah ah ah
(man says) I'm Walter Jones for pop news and
we're standing outside waiting for lucky. Oh my God! here so comes
isn't she lovely ? this Hollywood girl
she is so lucky but why does she cry ?
if there is nothing missing in
my life why do tears come at night ?
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
and they say she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cry cry cries in her lonely heart
thinkin' if theres nothing missing in my life
then why do these tears come at night ?
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# Posté le samedi 23 mai 2009 08:38
far away, thinking outside is all you want, sea and sun are just there to calm you down, and you say you're maybe ok ...
Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
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# Posté le dimanche 24 mai 2009 08:14
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