Tuesday, March 21, 2006
About Me
- Name: schottkey
- Location: Cloud 1001011
Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
Previous Posts
- cut your hair, you freak!
- machine says maybe
- πάμε πάλι απ'την αρχή
- ποπ απ.
- count me down, count me down!
- oh such a lonely planet
- Heroic
- "Κοιτάμε κάθε παιχνίδι ξεχωριστά."
- This Halloween,
- but if you hurt what's mine..
5 Comments:
Most of the time?
Well, human crying is forced by emotions mostly..so, i guess if emotions are a cloud inside you, weeping is rain..
(we didn't see you at κόρε. mister..)
everyone cries
Blame it all on τσίου..
Το comment box μου είναι όντως μικρό, αλλά επειδή το “History Of Tears” με ενδιαφέρει πολύ, μπορείτε να βρείτε κι άλλους τρόπους, right?
There’s a tear in my beer
cause I’m cryin’ for you dear
You are on my lonely mind
Into these last nine beers
I have shed a million tears
You are on my lonely mind
I’m gonna keep on sittin’ here
Until I’m petriified
And then maybe these tears
Will leave my eyes
-Hank Williams
Hank is adorable.
Holding back the tears (παράφραση), 96 tears, the track of my tears (smokey), tears-frankie knuckles..
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