can't stop feeling
no puedo evitarlo es demasiado perfecto Banks!! vuelve a miii
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 5:25 p.m.
you're still in love with me and you dont know why
mi amado Banksaaaaaaaaaaaaaaporque te fuiste de mi?? ;( cuando volveras?? =( cuando abriré el yogurth?? jajaajjajajjajajaa
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 5:10 p.m.
The road leads where its led
ujujuujujuj
según yo iba a empezar a leer lo de Ideas a las 5
me queda un valiosisisisisimo minuto
creen que volare mi examen??
huh??
ahora no se que pensar
el pobre René esta igual
me estaba contando que anda todo estresado con Historia :(
pobrecito :X
damn!
creo que es hora de que yo me vaya preocupando por eso también
tengo que aprenderme como 30 tratados con fecha, el conflicto con el que
termina y que se acordó con el :S
fuck!
que hacer? que hacer?
llorar quizas
;(
.
. esta es una lagrimita callendo
.
... este es un charquito de lágrimas
creo que tengo demasiada imaginación =)
si tan solo sirviera de algo siendo internacionalista...
ujujuuuuju
mejor me voy a leer a Rousseau :D
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 5:01 p.m.
The blood aint on my hands
"Club Foot" - Kasabian One...take control of me?
Yer messing with the enemy
Said its 2..it's another trick
Messin with my mind, I wake up
Chase down an empty street
Blindly snap the broken beats
Said it's cut with a dirty trick
Its taken all these days to find ya
I tell you I want you
I tell you I need you
Friends, take control of me
Stalking cross' the gallery
All these pills got to operate
The colour quits and all invade us
There he goes again
Take me to the edge again
All I got is a dirty trick
I'm chasin down the wolves to save ya
I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
I... the blood aint on my face
Just wanted you near me
I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
The blood aint on my hands
Just wanted you near me
I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
The blood aint on my hands
Just wanted you near me
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 4:53 p.m.
na na na
se nota que no quiero hacer lo que tengo que hacer??=)
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 4:42 p.m.
hola hola
hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola hola
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 4:16 p.m.
awww
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 6:45 p.m.
I wanted to bite not destroy
"Banquet" - Bloc Party A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I can give you life, I can take it away
A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I'm working it out
Why'd you feel so underrated?
Why'd you feel so negated?
Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into my soul
She don't think straight
She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops
And you don't taste like her and you never ever will
And we don't read the papers, we don't read the news
Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled
And if you feel a little left behind
I will see you on the other side
Cos I'm on fire
I'm on fire when you come
I'm on fire so stub me out
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 6:36 p.m.
I was never alive... at least not anymore
Esoy feliz, feliz
no se porque!!
si reprobé mi examen ajajajjajajaa
pero wueno
bastante me he tirado a la depresión este semestre como para hacerlo otra vez por reprobar mi examen de Ideas ;(
Al menos me fué mejor que a Sandra jajajajajajajaa
dice "Si voy a reprobar, que sea en serioooo!! jajjaajajaa Saqué 0.85!!"
ajjajajaajjajjaja
realmente lo único que puedes hacer en una situación como esa es depanzurrarte de la risa!!
quizás sea la primera vez en mi escuela que alguien saca una calificación taaaan baja juajaujauajaujauaaaaa
es divertido, ven??
estoy bajo tanta presión que reviento por donde sea =)
saludos a los que visitan este abandonado blog que esta próximo a ser cerrado =)
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 6:29 p.m.
Just say 'ta-ra' and leave him behind
"Death on the stairs" - The Libertines
From way far across the sea
Came an eritrean maiden she
Had a one track mind and eyes for me
Half blinded in the war
With a pale young Anglican
Who said he'd help her all he can
Showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend
She had no mind to please him
Just say 'ta-ra' and leave him behind
There's a little boy in a stairwell who says
"I hate people like you"
Got matches & cable TV half of less than 50p
We all clambered over the balcony
Banging on the window waking Steve
Bringing with a true love his un-holy friend
If you really need it
You just won't leave it behind
So baby please kill me
Oh baby don't kill me
But don't bring that ghost round to my door
I don't wanna see him anymore
Please kill me
Oh baby don't kill me
Just don't bang on about yesterday
I wouldn't know about that anyway
Monkey asked the mouse before
If she loved anybody more than he
It turns you into stone
Now I'm reversing down the lonely street
To a cheap hotel when I can meet the past
And pay it off and keep it sweet
It's sweet like nothing no
It's just like nothing at all
Yes I've seen you there
How could I help but stare
It rips the heart out off your baby
Now I've taken far too much to see
Or think or touch what's real
I'm stranded on this street that
Paved my only way home
You really need it oh
You just won't leave it behind
So baby please kill me
Oh baby don't kill me
But don't bring that ghost round to my door
I don't wanna see him anymore
Please kill me
Oh baby don't kill me
But don't bang on about yesterday
I wouldn't know about that anyway
Oh no
He got nothing he got nothing at all
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 6:22 p.m.
o sea, mi actitud cero cool, o sea, X
Holaaaaasemana sumamente atareadapido disculpas por no haber posteado hace tanto ya:(espero tener mas tiempo la próxima :)sigan visitando mi fotolog
Posted by Miss Pyrite at 1:34 p.m.