J'écoute : mon estomac qui crie famine...le pooooooooooovre!
Je regarde : ...le fond de mon blog qui me "bof"...
Je lis : des histoires à dormir debout...
Je joue : ...à une pédette dans la Chambre 304...
Je mange : n'importe quoi!viiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite!!!!!
Je bois : et ben toujours ce foutu coca à l'aspartame...

27/04/2005

27/04/05 - 14:50

j'étais une fois ( au même moment... )...27.04/2005


25/04/2005

25/04/05 - 18:16

elle était si...une fois 25.04/2005


19/04/2005

19/04/05 - 22:54

il est...(le message) une fois...19.04//2005


...tourner
789589621 fois
sa bite
dans
son boxer
avant

19/04/05 - 22:07

...toujours...19.04//2005

18/04/2005

18/04/05 - 15:39

nous étions...18.04//2005


pingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpongpingpong"

16/04/2005

16/04/05 - 11:32

15/04/2005

15/04/05 - 18:36

J'étais (Louison) une fois...15.04//2005

12/04/2005

12/04/05 - 22:45

il était...12.04.2005


...ce fût un réel plaisir très cher(e)... :-)))

12/04/05 - 16:29

ils étaient une fois...12.04.2005



Well we were born within one hour of each other.Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.Your name is Deborah. Deborah. It never suited ya.Oh they thought that when we grew up we'd get married, never split up.We never did it although often I thought of it.Oh Deborah do you recall.Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.I never knew that you'd get married.I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely...Thursday years ago.You were the first girl at school to get breasts.Martyn said that yours were the best.The boys all loved you but I was a mess.I had to watch them trying to get you undressed.We were friends but that was as far as it went. I used to walk you home.Sometimes it meant nothing to you cause you were so very popular.Ah Deborah do you recall.Your house was very small with woodchip on the wall.When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.I never knew that you'd get married.I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely...Thursday years ago.Oh yeah, oh yeah.And now you've paid your money and you've taken your choice.I know we'll never meet again but I want you to know...Want you to know that I remember every single thing.Ah do you recall.Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall.When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all.I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.I never knew that you'd get married.I would be living down here on my own on that damp and lonely...Thursday years ago.Oh what are you doing Sunday baby.Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby.Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. What are you doing Sunday baby.Would you like to come and meet me baby you can even bring your baby.Ooh ooh oh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Oh.


PULP
"Disco 2000"

11/04/2005

11/04/05 - 16:31

nous aurons...11/04/2005

08/04/2005

07/04/2005

07/04/05 - 21:22

j'étais...une fois 07/04//2005





...PARTIE DE CAMPAGNE


* sentir le
JETLAG
...à même pas 2 heures de Panam'...

* on
RESPIRE!
on ne sais pas pourquoi,mais on respire...

* les
POULES
de mamie Odette se portent bien
MERCI...

* c'était juste pour dire que...
...
voilà...merci encore
...

05/04/2005

05/04/05 - 01:11

nous irons...fois 05/03//2005


BONNE NUIT LES PETITS...

02/04/2005

 

J'ai comme une envie de tourner le gaz...Comme envie de m'faire sauter les plombs...Comme envie de t'expliquer comme ça...que ton indifférence ne me touche pas...Je peux très bien me passer de toi...Comme envie de sang sur les murs...Comme envie d'accident d'voiture...Comme envie d'expliquer comme ça... que ton indifférence ne me touche pas...Je peux très bien me passer de toi...J'ai comme envie d'n'importe quoi...Comme envie de crever ton chat...Comme envie d'tout casser chez toi...Comme envie d'expliquer comme ça...Je peux très bien me passer de toi...J'ai comme envie d'une fin torride...comme on en voit qu'au cinéma...j'ai comme envie qu'ce soit terrible...et qu'ça se passe juste en bas de chez toi...je peux très bien me passer de toi