Pack ur bags!

New Soul (mate?)

I'm a new soulI came to this strange worldHoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and takeBut since I came here, felt the joy and the fearFinding myself making every possible mistake See I'm a young soul in this very strange worldHoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fakeBut why all this hate? try to communicateFinding trust and love is not always easy to make This is a happy end Cause you don't understandEverything you have doneWhy's everything so wrongThis is a happy endCome and give me your handI'll take you far awayI'm a new soulI came to this strange worldHoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and takeBut since I came here, felt the joy and the fearFinding myself making every possible mistakeNew soul... In this very strange world... Every possible mistakePossible mistakeEvery possible mistakeMistakes, mistakes, mistakes...

vos hace 1 año

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a trainAnd I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,It rode us all the way to New Orleans.I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,We sang every song that driver knew.Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose,Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,You know feeling good was good enough for me,Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done,Hey Bobby baby? kept me from the cold.One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it,But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah,But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la laLa la la la la Bobby McGee.

a.k.a.: 8 horas
janis joplin

Michelle ma Belle.

michelleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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Helen: everybody wants something in return, who doesn´t?
Carson: Uhmm.. No... ( i wouldnt if it was for you )


* What can i give you?

te acordás?

El marino, vos y YO.





so very nice...



ivarSon

en la casa de lucia

si la perdés a Alejandra, me perdés a mi!


it´s up to YOU.-

que me importa, yo lo consigo. compro uno nuevo.
no, te falta calle de libros.

hahahaha!!! reite... y el perfume de mama? que ?


eliel.. baja la cancion.

Mas que cierto..

Eric Dane

Dedicated to my Friend Laurita Previtalli.-

Encore.-

lucieta via skype

lucieta: sometimes i choose not to know some things like, what he thinks of me or whatever. in this case i wont choose not to know.

lucieta: so, tell me.

Sunshine on my window!!!

No se.-

Alejandra Pizarnik

la noche soy y hemos perdido.

asi hablo yo, cobardes.

la noche ha caido y ya se ha pensado en todo

Septiembre 1972,   Alejandra Pizarnik.- 

P.s.> Me dijiste...   Boludo, sos vos chabon!   

Mrs. PacMan

"Los videos juegos no tienen ninguna influencia sobre los ninios. Quiero decir, si el Pac-Man hubiese influenciado a nuestra generacion, estariamos todos corriendo en salas oscuras, masticando pildoras magicas y escuchando musicas electronicas repetitivas."

Martu.-

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abstraerse!!
=)

A.P.

Juancha (L)

Esa es Juancha saliendo de nuestra casa en Necochei.. nos ibamos a hacer un poco de Sandboarding.-

With Smelly-Dog.-

Ditto.-

Juancha, I'm Here.-

JUMP.-

Carson.-

Morondanga.-

[16:40:58]

Welcome......

[16:40:58]

Session is already open.

[16:40:58]

Morondanga says: chateo con MI ABUELA!

[16:40:59]

Morondanga says: AJJAJA

[16:41:09]

Whatchamacallit?  says: NO, 

[16:41:10]

Morondanga says: 80 años

[16:41:11]

Whatchamacallit?  says: SU BLI ME!

[16:41:16]

Whatchamacallit?  says: me puede esto.

[16:41:18]

Morondanga says: sisi

[16:41:20]

Whatchamacallit?  says: copy paste al blog 

[16:41:21]

Whatchamacallit?  says: SORRY!

[16:41:36]

Morondanga says: sta aprendiendo a usar la internes

[16:41:38]

Morondanga says: jajaja

[16:42:17]

Whatchamacallit?  says: She ROCKS!

Carson.-

Evan Wade.-

we used to be friends @ GreenWood Lakes Middle School...

Marky Mark. haha

Disco Lies (remember?)

You said you want me that was just a lie You said you love me that was just a lie All i wanted was someone who could keep me warm at night You tried it baby but it didn't work and now i know this is gonna be the end oh how could you lie You said you need me that was just a lie You said the truth once that was just a lie All i needed was someone who could keep me warm at night You tried it baby but it didn't work and now i know this is gonna be the end oh how could you lie All i needed was someone who could keep me warm at night You tried it baby but it didn't work and now i know this is gonna be the end oh how could you lie

Carson.-

My Pumpkin..

1. los colores no son los reales..

2. son las 6:25 am

3. illustrator me quemó el cerebro.. y este fue el resultado en esta hora...

4. Martin ponete a usar illustrator porque vas para atras...

AH NOOOOOO... MENOS DIBUJO:: MY goddddddddddd!!!

(At least I had fun making it..... )

Carson.-

"Laura"

Laura is the face in the misty lights
Footsteps that you
hear down the hall
The laugh that floats on a summer night
That you can
never quite recall

And you see laura on the train that is passing
through
Those eyes how familiar they seem
She gave your very first kiss to
you
That was laura but she's only a dream

(Laura Soledad Passarello Vasquez) = = = = > Named after this song.-

Interesting Huh?

Es cierto? ....

Carson.-

P.s.: Im happy with myself today.-