a u g u s t 2011 was born this artfolio, by marts, a girl from florence with 14 yars of past life.
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« man's mind stretched to a new idea never goes back to its original dimensions. »- Oliver Wendell Holmes ☇click to see more of them, or become an affiliate now i'm just reading reading › gli occhi gialli dei coccodrilli by Pancol Katherine.
already fixed with - someone like you, by adele. « You know how the time flies,
Only yesterday was the time of our lives,
We were born and raised in a summer haze,
Bound by the surprise of our glory days. ♥ » now watching the nine lives of chloe king, + s e e in s t r e a m i n g |
BOHEMIANRHAPSODYIs this the real life ? Is this just fantasy ? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality. Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go. A little high, little low Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me. Mama, just killed a man. Put a gun against his head. Pulled my trigger, now he's dead, Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away. Mama, ooo Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow. Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time. Goodbye everybody - I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows). I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all, I see a little silhouette of a man Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo, Gallileo,
Gallileo Figaro - magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me, He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity. Easy come easy go - will you let me go.
Bismillah! No - we will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never), Never let you go - let me go, Never let me go - ooo No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me
For me
For me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye, So you think you can love me and leave me to die. Oh baby - can't do this to me baby Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here. Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, Nothing really matters Anyone can see, Nothing really matters - nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows...
(bohemian rhapsody - queen) ღ
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