EXPERIMENTAL JET SET, TRASH & NO STAR
I want sun!
I need to get rid of moisture, cold winter. What
set the pace to get back on with my body.
him, has its own speed.
I need to breathe in the cold and I was wrong.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Safe Net Sentinel Usb Ultrapro
JUST OUR HISTORY ...
"I've always tried. I have always failed. Do not argue. Try again. Fail again. Fail better." Samuel Beckett
ignore us walking around
Touching
Scratching
apologize
mistreated
A ballet infinite
Your dance is
The turmoil of war
My
a feeble escape charge
are my thoughts ... and your chains
Our apologies
Towards never loose knots
E In
occasions let fade by the lush gardens hiding.
look like overgrown children
A lesson that can help us
But c'innervosiamo
broke too easily in our own electricity.
We hope not kept
travel
stuck inside escaped passions
grabbed moments
But never held
For who knows such as "altruism"! From left to rot Feelings
looking for a glimpse of paradise And travelers without
forces ... We always find frozen hells.
"Inside our bubble lysergic
And there we just loved playing
Twisting the future
We live in a past cool!"

"I've always tried. I have always failed. Do not argue. Try again. Fail again. Fail better." Samuel Beckett
ignore us walking around
Touching
Scratching
apologize
mistreated
A ballet infinite
Your dance is
The turmoil of war
My
a feeble escape charge
are my thoughts ... and your chains
Our apologies
Towards never loose knots
E In
occasions let fade by the lush gardens hiding.
look like overgrown children
A lesson that can help us
But c'innervosiamo
broke too easily in our own electricity.
We hope not kept
travel
stuck inside escaped passions
grabbed moments
But never held
For who knows such as "altruism"! From left to rot Feelings
looking for a glimpse of paradise And travelers without
forces ... We always find frozen hells.
"Inside our bubble lysergic
And there we just loved playing
Twisting the future
We live in a past cool!"
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
No Cd Mount And Blade
CHANGES

"If you come to a fork, imboccalo." Yogi Berra
Please!
Take another piece of what I make so many pieces
Throw it in the air Like a carnival
Out of place Out of time Away from all
: Beloved Outcast
Out And your bedroom
nightmare between the sheets ...
touched, explored, enjoyed,
Touch me, esplorami, gustami!
The sky is always our most
Now you just have to take off
That look pensive
diminishing the soul from this sleep
painful
What you call "refresh" But that's just hibernating
Escape from life and pleasure.
finally expired
Your photo on the license
And everything can change
Restless
to turn on this walker
us feel free to slam
Facts and unmade
protected as we
Linked From
a seagull's wings brilliant fables
Ed the beak full
of lies "and change skin rebirth" ...
Please!
Take another piece of what I make so many pieces
Throw it in the air Like a carnival
Out of place Out of time Away from all
: Beloved Outcast
Out And your bedroom
nightmare between the sheets ...
touched, explored, enjoyed,
Touch me, esplorami, gustami!
The sky is always our most
Now you just have to take off
That look pensive
diminishing the soul from this sleep
painful
What you call "refresh" But that's just hibernating
Escape from life and pleasure.
finally expired
Your photo on the license
And everything can change
Restless
to turn on this walker
us feel free to slam
Facts and unmade
protected as we
Linked From
a seagull's wings brilliant fables
Ed the beak full
of lies "and change skin rebirth" ...
How Do Puffles Have Hair Styles
distorted thoughts, TRUTH' BEAM (11/04/2009)
seeks redemption in the streets of a needle
my compass to find
What seems to have had,
But now long lost to
For faults that do not even know
horrors caused
for ancestors ... And here I am in a row: The carousel
apology disguised as explanations;
Everything is a void and useless chatter
Chat!
corners of life
Both have never been so sharp as your eyes
Now that I lose myself in a tottering
dance in a comfortable
injection of confidence and
Flaming Hot!
"I melt and disappear like snow in the sun
As an apology for having served up in a prayer ..."

seeks redemption in the streets of a needle
my compass to find
What seems to have had,
But now long lost to
For faults that do not even know
horrors caused
for ancestors ... And here I am in a row: The carousel
apology disguised as explanations;
Everything is a void and useless chatter
Chat!
corners of life
Both have never been so sharp as your eyes
Now that I lose myself in a tottering
dance in a comfortable
injection of confidence and
Flaming Hot!
"I melt and disappear like snow in the sun
As an apology for having served up in a prayer ..."
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
What Causes Skinnyness
CHANGE SKIN TO CHANGE OUR LIFE

What size air
With breath of fire?
... What tears the grass
with steel nails?
... What rapes
With prayers deaf?
What, what What was
Now you no longer angry
It leaves us in our coats signed
Under water drops And smiles ...
heavy impalpable.
"WHAT?!?"
Born Within a blink of an orgasm without control or fear
Without
Such chains increasingly trinkets
pawing lives to keep us
Lives rent and nothing more.
What suffocates the breath with joy unspeakable? ... What kills
questions
With kisses of pink? What sets us free ...
With sardonic philosophy?
What, what What is
And there was more we went back inside to bleed
bodies clothes Above
bruises blue and sunny day smiles
And proud of it!
With breath of fire?
... What tears the grass
with steel nails?
... What rapes
With prayers deaf?
What, what What was
Now you no longer angry
It leaves us in our coats signed
Under water drops And smiles ...
heavy impalpable.
"WHAT?!?"
Born Within a blink of an orgasm without control or fear
Without
Such chains increasingly trinkets
pawing lives to keep us
Lives rent and nothing more.
What suffocates the breath with joy unspeakable? ... What kills
questions
With kisses of pink? What sets us free ...
With sardonic philosophy?
What, what What is
And there was more we went back inside to bleed
bodies clothes Above
bruises blue and sunny day smiles
And proud of it!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Quickbooks 2008 Producit Cade
TORN PAGE ... FEEL

Abused till you drop from your thoughts
constant tearing my reason
Moving from side to side
Without passion ... "I'm fat meat on grill
leaking
memories are submerged
beneath mounds of steaming an excuse! "
... I find death in the care
I fall on the ruins of us
Dirty and wrinkled
without salt and fat
There is nothing more! Scratch the earth
While staggering lunge
Vado
Nothing matters more:
"What do you mean you had not?!?"
memory information will confuse
Distorting memories
Now everything looks smelly
And you seem less bright ...
"Hey! I'm here Give me your hand ... "
constant tearing my reason
Moving from side to side
Without passion ... "I'm fat meat on grill
leaking
memories are submerged
beneath mounds of steaming an excuse! "
... I find death in the care
I fall on the ruins of us
Dirty and wrinkled
without salt and fat
There is nothing more! Scratch the earth
While staggering lunge
Vado
Nothing matters more:
"What do you mean you had not?!?"
memory information will confuse
Distorting memories
Now everything looks smelly
And you seem less bright ...
"Hey! I'm here Give me your hand ... "
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