hola si... no los entiendo...
son una especie que no comprendo y despues se quejan de nosotras?
si son mas histericos y vuelteros que una mina en su periodo!
igual lo que mas me molesta es que nosotras somos unas boludas
que siempre siempre siempre caemos en sus redes.. BASTA!
me harte de que solo te busquen para una noche
hola si tenemos sentimientos tambien... a no sabian?
bueno ENTERENSE LOCO!
hombres, malditos ellos, por que son un dolor tan necesario en nuestras vidas?
martes, 23 de diciembre de 2008
martes, 16 de diciembre de 2008
miércoles, 3 de diciembre de 2008
It was an improbable romance.
He was a country boy.
She was from the city.
She had the world
at her feet,
while he didn't have
two dimes to rub together.
Noah, come on.
Whoo!
Look at us.
What are we doing?
Do you think in another life, I could have been a bird?
What do you mean?
Like reincarnation.
I don't know.
I think I could.
Say I'm a bird. No. - Don't do it. - Say I'm a bird. - Stop it. Stop it now. - You're not. - Say it! - You're a bird. - Yeah. Now say you're a bird too.
If you're a bird, I'm a bird.
She was from the city.
She had the world
at her feet,
while he didn't have
two dimes to rub together.
Noah, come on.
Whoo!
Look at us.
What are we doing?
Do you think in another life, I could have been a bird?
What do you mean?
Like reincarnation.
I don't know.
I think I could.
Say I'm a bird. No. - Don't do it. - Say I'm a bird. - Stop it. Stop it now. - You're not. - Say it! - You're a bird. - Yeah. Now say you're a bird too.
If you're a bird, I'm a bird.
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