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Patti

Jesus died for somebodys sins but not mine
Meltin in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me

People say beware!
But I dont care
The words are just
Rules and regulations to me, me

I-i walk in a room, you know I look so proud
Im movin in this here atmosphere, well, anythings allowed
And I go to this here party and I just get bored
Until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing
Humpin on the parking meter, leanin on the parking meter
Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling and then Im gonna ah-ah make her mine
Ooh Ill put my spell on her

Here she comes
Walkin down the street
Here she comes
Comin through my door
Here she comes
Crawlin up my stair
Here she comes
Waltzin through the hall
In a pretty red dress
And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine
And I got this crazy feeling that Im gonna ah-ah make her mine

And then I hear this knockin on my door
Hear this knockin on my door
And I look up into the big tower clock
And say, oh my God heres midnight!
And my baby is walkin through the door
Leanin on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge
And oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine
And Im gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine

I was at the stadium
There were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me
Marie and ruth but to tell you the truth
I didnt hear them I didnt see
I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock
And I heard those bells chimin in my heart
Going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong.
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong
Counting the time, then you came to my room
And you whispered to me and we took the big plunge
And oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine
And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine
Make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine

listerine

changing the sheets i found the rusted remains of your kiss
and even now
after finding an attractive foreign passport with my hungry mouth,
drunk on guiness,
the taste remains.
hm.

two portraits with chair, complete with soundtrack

For Lika (3/3 chronological)

For Lika (2/3 chronological)

when are the next american idol auditions starting?

I found my song

for Lika(1/3 chronological)

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Pierrot

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I dont even know which one of her i love more

and thats just from "rid of me"


and there's also henri lee, this is love,good fortune, down by the water and all meters of delicious shit.fuckfuckfuck i love thesegorgeousinsanewomen

And I, I might as well be dead
But I could kill you instead...

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Fuji Pro 800Z - is amazing, even in the shittiest artificial light.

всем чмоки в этом чате

полное отсутствие ожиданий и романтичность ситуации
не оставляют места разочарованию.
cпасибо за всё

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Сестра

self port as romantic

I can wait

and want want want to

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sometimes you are on the brink of exhaustion,
and pleasure is suprisingly near,where you didn't expect it



later, when hunger arises,
it's unreachable

chet baker :)

friday morning

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three recursive cats

baby, it's so nice sometimes to

books books boooks

почему мне раньше никто не сказал что "Циники" Мариенгофа такая весч?
с утра за присест.

Why no one ever told me "the Cynics" by Anatoly Mariengof was so good before?

http://lib.ru/RUSSLIT/MARIENGOF/cynix.txt


жизнь хороша, особенно при полном отсутствие ожиданий и романтичности ситуации.

excited

"Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Никто не будет петь, никто не будет спать,
Никто не будет любить, никто не будет летать.

Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Будет ни лето, ни осень, ни весна, ни зима,
Никто не станет думать, и никто не сойдет с ума.

Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Никто не родится и никто не умрет,
И не покончит с собой, и никто никого не убьет.

Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Никто не будет уродлив, не будет красив,
Никто не будет мертв, зато никто не будет жив.

Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо.
Сегодня ночью нигде не будет ничего.
Сегодня ночью нигде не будет никого.
Сегодня ночью все будет хорошо."
М. Науменко

accelerated heartbeat

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somewhere between the sallad and desert, while looking at the most enticing copper colored eyelashes in the universe, the thought of biting on white neck were interrupted by a sms saying I am an uncle.

drinking.