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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
Me prolaves.
Xronia polla oloi. Kalo kapsimo k fetos.
Διαολεμένα beat
xronia polla ston georgio tsagkozi pou itan paron sto irc mazi mou kai sto abigay pou me kratise parea. kai stous ipoloipous.
pao na etoimasto.
ola 8a pane kala.
agaphte anagnwsth:Kalh Xronia!
Those little demons ain't the reasons for the bruises on your soul you've been neglecting
You'll never lose your mind as long as you're heart always reminds you where you left it
And don't ever let them make you feel like saying what you want is unbecoming
If you were supposed to watch you're mouth all the time I doubt your eyes would be above it
To diko mou thread itan to prwto omws.
Kali zwi solous.
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YAMASCH~! KAI KALH XRONIA
Originally Posted by Angrafan
xronia polla mounares!!!
Practical men, who believe themselves to be quite exempt from any intellectual influences, are usually the slaves of some defunct economist.
J. M. Keynes.
xronia polla re , gamw thn poutana mou pote 8a stamathsei na brexei?
oeo...kali xronia se olous sas...to 2005 na sas ferei oti epithymeite...
na trote kala,na akoute kali mousiki,na ginete gavroi kai na pinete southern kai amstel..geia mas
i need feminime venoms in order to function with the system.
Kalh xronia
kai
Originally Posted by irreligious
"Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things".
George Carlin
EIMAI TARTA! APSENTH OWNZ
Ravel: There is no room for '2' in the world of 1's and 0's, no place for 'mayhap' in a house of trues and falses, and no 'green with envy' in a black and white world.
Originally Posted by Neronas
MPLE SKATA STA MOUTRA SAS
YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL. YOU ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL OR UNIQUE SNOWFLAKE. YOU'RE THE SAME DECAYING ORGANIC MATTER AS EVERYTHING ELSE. YOU ARE THE ALL-SINGING, ALL-DANCING CRAP OF THE WORLD.
HIPPIE METAL OR NO METAL AT ALL