AT HOME

J'aime :
- les embrouilles de merde à chaque soirée
- Nico qui est même pas capable d'enlever ses chaussures tout seul ( merci Julia V_V )
- la BONNE musique
- les blagues de 3h du mat'
- avoir un strip-tease pour moi tout seule ( haha )
- le petit tej de 3h30
- le café-clope après 4h30 de sommeil
- le blindtest de Guillaume
- Nico qui tombe du canapé
- Lorène et son kit de la meuf qui fait trop souvent du camping
- Brice qui fait copain-copine avec mes soeurs
- ...

Merci à tous
AT HOME
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# Posté le mardi 09 décembre 2008 13:14

" Les filles de Montgis' "

" Les filles de Montgis' "
Encore une soirée plus que trop méga bien avec :

♥ Elena qui prend un gros trip à couper les cures-dent et à nous viser quand les petits bouts giclent partout dans la cuisine
♥ Fannou qui montre sa culotte au public
♥ Floriane et Julia qui font un petit concert privé au gazon sur du Lou Bega ou sur du Anastacia
♥ Fanny qui parle tout seule
♥ Le MEGA cul-sec de Gloss
♥ La pizza&salade de 3h30 du matin
♥ Floriane qui ne voit vraiment rien sans ses lentilles
♥ Sarah avec son pygama "j'adore les grasses mat'"
♥ Le fondu au chocolat dans les dents
♥ La boule de lumière comme une boule de cristal sur du M.Jackson
♥ 3 d'entre nous déchainées sur le dancefloor sur la BO de Grease
♥ Fannou qui comprend PAS DU TOUT la blague de Babou ("beh si en fait le poney il avait des boutons alors la ponette elle est partie")
♥ Jean-Luc qui rentre..comment dire...au mauvais moment
♥ Lysa qui trouve que il y en a qui se sont amusées avec son paquet de clopes
♥ Leïla et Sarah qui chantent "Joyeux Anniversaire" sur un manche à balais
♥ Les multiples pipis dehors (:o)
♥ ...

MERCI FANNOU
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# Posté le lundi 10 novembre 2008 20:19

Modifié le mardi 25 novembre 2008 13:25

Cette perle qui est la mienne || 04-11-08 || ♥

Cette perle qui est la mienne || 04-11-08 || ♥
When you're down in troubles And you need some love and care And nothing, nothing is going right Close your eyes and think of me And soon i will be there To brighten up even your darkest nights |[ You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there Yes I will You've got a friend || If the sky above you Grows dark and full of clouds And that old north wind begins to blow Keep your head together And call my name out loud Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door || You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there Yes I will You've got a friend || Now ain't it good to know that you've got a friend When people can be so cold They'll hurt you and desert you And take your soul if you let them Oh, but don't you let them || You just call out my name And you know wherever I am I'll come running to see you again Winter, spring, summer or fall All you have to do is call And I'll be there

You've got a friend
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# Posté le mardi 04 novembre 2008 13:34

Modifié le vendredi 07 novembre 2008 14:32

________________________________________SORRY_____________________♥

Am I that scary or are you only indifferent
Are you ashamed to show me?
Sometimes I know I can be different
Are you proud of me?
Those nights when I sing at the restaurant?
Or would you prefer to be free?
Just too busy to keep your arms open?

Am I just too strange?
To be a girl, more than a friend
Could we speak seriously?
Right now I swear to you I won't ask for it often
Would you forgive me?
If I'd cry while you're having fun
Would you pretend to be free
The minute you were alone with that girl?

Maybe I'm much too close to jealousy
Lost between regrets and melancholy
Give me a reason to be less insecure
Maybe I'm much too close to fantasy
Miles away from reality
Sorry if I'm unable to hear anymore

Am I really that angry?
Or are you just too stoned ?
Well it's driving me crazy
You may think I'm always paranoid about being wrong
But this pain that cuts so deeply
Tell me, is this the way I was born
Now I feel I've been real
Just like I've been for so long

Have I spoken clearly?
Should I still wait for that sun?
Stop feeding me with stories or apologies
I've already learned to be strong
But keep your hands off of me
'Cause you know that I won't run
Then once again probably
How I'll swear I'll never ever be that dumb

Maybe I'm much too close to jealousy
Lost between regrets and melancholy
But give me a reason to be less insecure
Maybe I'm much too close to fantasy
Miles away from reality
But apologies I just can't believe anymore
Sorry if I'm unable to hear anymore
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# Posté le vendredi 10 octobre 2008 11:39

Modifié le mardi 02 décembre 2008 13:02

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Entre 18 et 20 ans, la vie est comme un marché où l'on achète des valeurs; non avec de l'argent, mais avec des actes.
La plupart n'achètent rien.


Malraux
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# Posté le dimanche 28 septembre 2008 07:25