martes, 31 de agosto de 2010
sábado, 28 de agosto de 2010
Joan
An' I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation
Never said I wanted to improve my station
An' I'm only doin' good
When I'm havin' fun
An' I don't have to please no one
An' I don't give a damn
'Bout my bad reputation.
Oh no, not me.
Oh no, not me.
Joan Jet.
Never said I wanted to improve my station
An' I'm only doin' good
When I'm havin' fun
An' I don't have to please no one
An' I don't give a damn
'Bout my bad reputation.
Oh no, not me.
Oh no, not me.
Joan Jet.
viernes, 27 de agosto de 2010
jueves, 26 de agosto de 2010
Teenage Whore
When i was a teenage whore
my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for?
i give you plenty, why do you want more?
baby, why are you a teenage whore?"
I said, "i feel so alone and i, i wish i could die"
i've seen the things you put me through and i, i wish i could die
When i was a teenage whore
the rain came down like it never did before
i paid good money not to be ignored
then why am i a teenage whore?
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
denying what...what what you put me through
...of my house...get out of my house!
get out of my house...get out of my house!
When i was a teenage whore
my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for?
i give you plenty, why do you want more?
baby, why are you a teenage whore?"
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
i don't want to live what you had...you have put me through
i wanted that shirt and i, i wanted those pants
it's all the lying put me through and i
i never...whoa!
my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for?
i give you plenty, why do you want more?
baby, why are you a teenage whore?"
I said, "i feel so alone and i, i wish i could die"
i've seen the things you put me through and i, i wish i could die
When i was a teenage whore
the rain came down like it never did before
i paid good money not to be ignored
then why am i a teenage whore?
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
denying what...what what you put me through
...of my house...get out of my house!
get out of my house...get out of my house!
When i was a teenage whore
my mother asked me, she said, "baby, what for?
i give you plenty, why do you want more?
baby, why are you a teenage whore?"
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
i don't want to live what you had...you have put me through
i wanted that shirt and i, i wanted those pants
it's all the lying put me through and i
i never...whoa!
martes, 24 de agosto de 2010
Valerie
Que es el tiempo, el tiempo es eso que corre sin que nos demos cuenta, eso que te hace disfrutar de las cosas chiquitas en el momento que lo estas viviendo y a la vez te hace feliz cuando las recordas, cuando pensas que ya pasaron y que parece que fue ayer todo eso tan loco que viviste, eso tan emocionante, tan lindo o tan feo.
No quiero que pase mas el tiempo, y bueno y si pasa que pase lo mejor posible ; que cuando me acuerde diga que lindo tiempo que pase.
YEEEAH FUCK YOU!
"Ehhhhhhhhhh. . Facebook. .Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,boob job,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Twitter,Fuck you! Listen to meee!!!! i know everything, listen to meeeeEEE!!! motherfuckkaa! you think youre better than me because i crapped on myself, and then i peed on myself, and can i borrow 50 ceeeeeents. eeehhhhhboooh"
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