Can not Stand Me Now
Well, here we go again
. 2 giorni per preparare 2 esami e la paura di veder sprofondate nel mare del disastro tutte le mie speranze è sempre più pressante. Libs can not even calm down, even joined the rescue remedy.
maybe because we got to the bottom and put an end to this part of my life terrifies me, as usual, when one is confronted with the so-called turning points.
I try to do it, I swear we put the balls and throw myself but for some reason they are always rejected by the rest of the world and no I do not want to cry on is that I now need just a good session "go brain go" somethin ain ' t quite right with Mr. Carlos, I love you.
and yes i get along but not all, almost with no mica, and finally know who it is that we lost. but since then I always boils down to last?
however is all shit. and no, I'm not being the victim, neither defeatist nor am barricaded behind the false moralism, I swear.
is pure and simple truth.
I want to write music and forgetting the rest. I sit at my desk with radiohead in my ears and throw the already otherworldly travel guide to the tune of Fake Plastic Trees I know, among other things that even I remember it well, but I'm sure he loves her.
and then ... well then there are the libertines and pete. and as usual it comes back to this point.
maybe if I write it, but yeah, come true. basically it's worth groped.
if you want to try there's no worse Could you do ... well thanks for the advice and many regards, but the fact is that I'm in love with that world, I love the feeling of running down the street with the rain that falls to Wet hair and makes you breathe in the heart of a city that only has the gray color of the sky.
boh eh, nothing. update us later for more details sull'ecatombe language of the 21st century.
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