tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3201048541397770936.post7571351311209426295..comments2023-04-16T10:19:31.336+01:00Comments on all that sounds: The one'sbulgarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16634464115394135960noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3201048541397770936.post-49124464442631711892008-12-07T18:04:00.000+00:002008-12-07T18:04:00.000+00:00- Em português CARAGO!!!!!- Em português CARAGO!!!!!Camolashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01987302606635535927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3201048541397770936.post-76973142285532405602008-12-05T17:29:00.000+00:002008-12-05T17:29:00.000+00:00At least you're mad! I don´t feel nothing. I don't...At least you're mad! I don´t feel nothing. I don't feel good or bad. I have no energy at all to spend. Every night i challenge myself to go out but there's always a "but" and the promiss that maybe the next time. If you ever find myself hanging around, tell me that i'm waiting to meet.bulgarihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16634464115394135960noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3201048541397770936.post-18548262019902388462008-12-03T23:05:00.000+00:002008-12-03T23:05:00.000+00:00Oh, I think I feel like Jack Kerouac in the last f...Oh, I think I feel like Jack Kerouac in the last few days. Mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time... Maybe to much passion and energy and unfortunetly no one to share it. No one with the same vibration. But what ca we do?Charlottehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15086724038720110941noreply@blogger.com