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Ton fermarane kala oi mayroi meta omws e.
This is my sideshow.
This is my playground.
This is my hatred.
apo oti fenete ke prin ton fermarane
the game is the game
Κυριως περιεχει βρωμοκουτουπα.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WSjIgU6F ... ed&search=
Και βραζιλιανικη προπονηση:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBw-kUL5 ... ed&search=
EDIT:
Cristiano Ronaldo:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=euMu1SKi-ak
http://stresss.deviantart.comσηκωσες λιγο την μπλουζιτσα και υποψιαστηκα οτι εισαι ο φρικ. Σε λιγα δευτερολεπτα ειχα μαθει την τραγικη αληθεια.Δεν ξερω αν προσεξες την απογοητευση στo προσωπο μου..
http://www.myspace.com/posteke
Yesterday 19:29 <menumission> de mporeis na kaneis ignore ton eauto sou sto tsat molis to dokimasa
στο θεωρητικό παρκούρ δίνω οστά και σάρκα,απο εμπόδιο σ΄ εμπόδιο πετάγομαι για πλάκα Άκου τον Φόρη and don't worry
εχει ξαναποσταριστειOriginally Posted by freak brother
To βρήκα στα ριλέιτιντ βίντεος από αυτό το απίθανο που πόσταρε ο φρικ μπρο:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGUZLxVw ... ed&search=
Deep in the night
underneath the darkest skies
searching for a sign or some distant light
Screaming yet unheard
repeating every line
and every final word
They remain, they remain
you still remain
All these words and memories
and everything you were to me
they remain, they remain
you still remain
an einai dynaton...
metraei to gamhmeno!
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
den kathesai kalytera na diavaseis kammia php lew gw?Originally Posted by Scarbaf
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
Originally Posted by Moonspellheim
αφού δεν την παλεύω την php, τί να κάνω?
Άσε που θα με ξελασπώσεις εσύ!
The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists
Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper
Turns me into a gutless wonder
τα εσπασεOriginally Posted by solution_AK-47