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![]() Непросветен ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 17 Регистриран: 4-February 04 Потребител N: 384 ![]() |
Toz praznik ... golqma liubov golqmo neshto
![]() ta ... kak shte otpraznuvate denq ... ? S liubimata/liubimiq ili s butilkata i bandata piqni priqteli ? Az lichno da vi kaja poneje kum momenta sum samichuk reshih che e vreme da darq sveta s edin nov praznik - Praznika na Liubovta kum ALKOHOLA ... ![]() ![]() spodelete ideite si ... ako predlojite neshto po-interesno kato variant na otpraznuvane mn shte se zaradvam ![]() -------------------- Every day I dream of sunlight in my dark room
I want to find a reason why Justify my reason to stay alive Within this pain ... |
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![]() Тих Наблюдател ![]() ![]() Група: Потребители Коментари: 218 Регистриран: 13-January 03 Град: On a Wisconsin Death Trip Потребител N: 5 ![]() |
Twa e ebati gadniq praznik.Sas vsi4kite mu tam rozovi4ki syr4ica me4enca i sekvi takiva ligav6tini.EEE sa rage ako po4erpi6 s ne6to[predlagam alkohol]moje i da stane interesno
![]() ![]() -------------------- And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore! Edgar Allan Poe |
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