Χρυσή μετριότης...
...είναι χρυσή. Αλλά θα πληρώνατε γι' αυτήν...;
(αχουυυ, άρχισα κι εγώ τα ρητορικά, δεν είμαι καλά, άιντε, βαράτε... αλλά απαντάτε;)
(αχουυυ, άρχισα κι εγώ τα ρητορικά, δεν είμαι καλά, άιντε, βαράτε... αλλά απαντάτε;)
posted by hobgoblin at 11/07/2005 04:34:00 μ.μ.
9 Comments:
lets help this fella over here.
i'm not sure if i get u, the rephrase changed everything. but i'm sure u have the same problem with others as well, so don't worry.
U see tyler, the whole world has problems, but that doesn;t make me feel any better or worse.
and still, u re not answering. afraid of probable apocalypses?
i didn't know there was a time limit.
there are different kinds of fun, the
one messing with the mind is the preffered.
and its the most difficult to get inside to.
now to answer your 'inside' thing,
its not the same for me.
u know what should worry u?
how come a dream can make u feel worse than
world problems.
no time limit. time is my enemy, always been.
cause the dream tyler was there, in front of my closed eyes. the world is hiding from me and still, I admit, I do not seek for him much.
call me small or ignorant. just add the sincere somewhere.
and if i rephrase, this means that u shouldn't worry more about world problems but less about dreams.
now it's time for u to go home and think about these words.
ignorance is bliss, we all know that.
damn it tyler. my dreams are like the green dots. it's my probs that look like the pink.
Γουαι ντοντ γιου τελεφον ιτς αδερ?
xaxa! swstos averel... will do.
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