It happens all the time, so brother don't be amazed...
You caught the vapors..
You caught the vapors..
Its like this and like that and like this and uh
Its like this and like that and like this and uh
Its like this, and I ain't got no love for those
So just chill, till the next episode.
you've got to be ill.
-snoop.
..bow wow wow.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
chick habit.
it hurts even in French.
France Gall
Quand je suis seule quand je m'ennuie
Que dans un rythme monotone
Au fond d moi ton nom résonne
Il me reste cet air-là
Qui vient me parler de toi
Car en chantant cet air-là
Je ne peux penser qu'à toi
Labels:
abondonment,
being young,
boyfriend,
depression,
france gall,
heartache,
latina,
not love
Monday, August 11, 2008
my new american classics.
- Drown by Junot Diaz
- Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan
- Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
- Reservation Blues by Sherman Alexie
- The Zinn Reader by Howard Zinn
- The Highly Selective Dictionary for the Extraordinarily Literate by Eugene H. Ehrlich
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