|à L'Envie, à L'Envers|

|à L'Envie, à L'Envers|
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[ Mémoires d'une Jeune Fille dérangée ]
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# Posté le mardi 06 février 2007 15:17

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|FOr WHaT We WAnT|

|FOr WHaT We WAnT|
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C'est le Malaise du moment
..L'épidemie qui s'étend

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.................................................................... Sommes nous les jouets du destin
....................................................................Souviens toi des moments divins
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............................................Perdus les rêves de s'aimer
.............................................Le temps où on avait rien fait




..........kikiiiiiiiiiiiii...........::::::::::...........P R O T E G E - M O I

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# Posté le mardi 13 février 2007 07:25

|LoOK At THe sKY|

|LoOK At THe sKY|
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Chocolate

Perfume

Cigarettes Frequent Flyer

Stow Away

Sleeping

Jets

Wave Goodbye

Cry Easy

Disappear Into Thin Air

Chase the Sun into Your Eyes

Fly Over

A Very Happy Pleasant Flight




[-MaKe It Happen-]



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# Posté le dimanche 04 mars 2007 07:16

|Pachou à la crême de Yaourt|

|Pachou à la crême de Yaourt|
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Coeur si large

Coeur si tendre

La fleur de mon Coeur


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# Posté le vendredi 09 mars 2007 07:01

|DéSorDre|

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Choose Life.

Choose a job.

Choose a career.

Choose a family.

Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and
electrical tin openers.

Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.

Choose fixed interest mortage repayments.

Choose a starter home.

Choose your friends.

Choose leisurewear and matching luggage.

Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.

Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.

Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing
fucking junk food into your mouth.

Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself.



Choose your future.



Choose life.
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# Posté le dimanche 18 mars 2007 18:05

Modifié le mercredi 28 mars 2007 14:56