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Editors - The Weight Of Your Love
Наконец-то руки, а точнее, уши добрались прослушать новый альбом от Editors - the Weight of Your Love ( Read more... ) -
Lifehouse
you have been sailing far and long
through winds and rains and storms,
you have been searching for the road
a safe road home
you've called so many names so many times,
you whispered to the skies above
you prayed for light to shed upon your dark
and bring you life,
a happy life
so many years have passed from then
your travel was a bumpy one,
you've done ( Read more... ) -
truly, madly, deeply
When I was 6, I used to play chess, learn how to ride a bicycle and torture the cat. I did not think about love at that age. All I cared about was not to miss the cartoons, eat some ice cream and collect all lions from Kinder Surprise eggs. Sun was shining bright, birds were singing, my parents never quarrelled and I was happy.
When I turned 16, I ( Read more... ) -
you're 26, girl, enjoy it
it's 9 AM
March 11th
I'm in Holland
and I'm 26
AND I'M ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY HAPPY. -
beep beep
In his book Chuck Amuck: The Life and Times Of An Animated Cartoonist,[11] Chuck Jones claimed that he and the artists behind the Road Runner and Wile E. cartoons adhered to some simple but strict rules:- The Road Runner cannot harm the Coyote except by going "beep, beep."
- No outside force can harm the Coyote - only his own ineptitude or the failure ( Read more... )
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evident thing
Recently I've understood one simple, but important thing. It's arguable, of course, like every single matter that occurs on our planet, but still ( Read more... ) -
love me now, love me how...
your every touch and every sight
turns my body into electric storm
ignite the inner light
send me to an outer space
floating in the big universe
kiss me with your soul
steal my self-control
love me how
i love you now
interstate connection of two minds
reaching the big bang
railways have aligned
exploring the unbelievable
and bringing it back for ( Read more... ) -
very special oh
you melt my consciousness,
dig out the darkest secrets,
fish them on a hook,
sail to the ocean of love
and your very special "oh"
long,
creepy,
high-pitched
razor-sharp exhaled
makes me so sick
in the morning
but that's just reversed
"I love you"
teach me imperfections
preach me your affections
link me to the connections
with your present, future ( Read more... )
