wellcome

wellcome
wellcome to heaven
here's your harp
wellcome to hell
here is your bad harp

# Posté le vendredi 20 mars 2009 11:29

Modifié le lundi 30 mars 2009 16:51

me in the oldkal..vielle kal...beatch

me in the oldkal..vielle kal...beatch
is a very nice day.......
with my friends

# Posté le lundi 20 juillet 2009 08:19

this is what I'm talking about it

this is what I'm talking about it
this is my best DJ in the whol world
first because he had my name
second bcs his music

# Posté le jeudi 19 mars 2009 18:02

Modifié le samedi 21 mars 2009 08:19

veille kal beatch....................

veille kal beatch....................
the freedoom....................

# Posté le lundi 20 juillet 2009 09:12

it is mamine's gitar

it is mamine's gitar
when I feel bad I go to mamine & play some music yeh......

# Posté le jeudi 19 mars 2009 17:42

Modifié le mercredi 25 mars 2009 17:08

me and zaki vista

me and zaki vista
this man is like my brother

# Posté le vendredi 20 mars 2009 10:43

Modifié le mercredi 08 avril 2009 16:53

my socks hight schoole

my socks hight schoole
I hate it a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot
because there is no pap...! no beautiful girls
it's simply socks

# Posté le mercredi 15 avril 2009 08:04

Modifié le jeudi 16 avril 2009 18:48

allways me

allways me
If I had my life to live over... I would have talked less and listened more.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was strained and the sofa faded.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.

I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television - and more while watching life.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding patter if I were not there for the day.

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, would not show soil or was guaranteed to last a life time.

There would have been more "I love yous" ... more "I'm sorrys" ... but mostly, given another shots at life, I would seize every minute... look at it and really see it... live it ... and never give it back.

back

# Posté le mardi 14 avril 2009 10:53