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Rabu, 13 Juni 2012

Freedom Of Expression



Lord, I don't know which way I am going
Which way the river's going to flow
It just seems that upstream I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go

And that light hits your eyes
I know I swear we'll find somewhere
The streets are paved with gold


Bullets fly split the sky
But that's alright sometimes sunlight comes streaming through the holes


you think you know me?



yep, im not better than any of you.
im just an overexcited kid who want to be a 'real' person



to feel the wind



to get my bestfriend, partnerships




peoples attention



lead the major followers


as a man.


tea



spouse to date



spouse? sorry, girlfriend at beginning i mean.
but what i've got ?



she ignore me, she wouldn't ignore me, i leave her alone.
i think... better she being my best friend girlfriend. the boy who better than me of course.
i expect, she would be happy with him. of course, so cold so cold.



Relax. lets have a cup of tea while i thinkin thinkin and THINKIN about people i care about.
of course SHE IS.


be patient


argh, EXPLODE EXPLODE!


HEART ABSTRACTURE


stuck in the momment.


I dont know WHY, she being SHY.



space melting



Yeah, like ICE CREAM




I try to be calm, look another side.
you dont expect me to be fine
i dont expect you to care.


i found another HOPES, WAYS, IDEAS


hmm~ what do you think? you know me at all?
yet i guess, you never understand what life will be.
but you understand i hope, How can i love when i afraid to fall.



BELIVE IN THE IMPOSSIBLE.

you will find, W letter. W for WIN.



BECAUSE LIFE IS AN ADVENTURE





EXACTLY

QUOTES

Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park
'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?'
It's so cold, it's so cold

Written up in marker on a factory sign
'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine'
It's so cold, it's so cold

See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart

Fire from my belly and the beat from my heart

Still I won't let go

Use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven


On every street, every car, every surface are names
And at the streets arise, I'll be rather insane
Don't let them take control



JEOVAN FILLANDRO, IN GOD I TRUST














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