When Kids Go Mad
Mood:
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Colore: Rosso porpora
Film: Il Labirinto del Fauno
Libro: Achille Piè Veloce
Song: "Mad World" - Gary Jules
Cibo: Peperone
Bevanda: Vin brulè
Sport: Calcio a 5
Cartone: Tree Happy Friends
Musica: A lil' bit of "everything"
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Ultimo Album: "Pia Come la Canto Io" - G. Nannini
Ultimo Film: "Fried Green Tomatoes"
Ultimo Libro: "Prima o Poi l'Amore Arriva" S. Benni
"Cento demoni viaggiano con te
Ma la testa sa che ci sei solo tu"
postato da Ampala alle ore 15:09 venerdì, 21 ottobre 2005
Grandi i Simpson oggi con "One way or Another" by Blondie!!!
Grande song!
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha!
Grande song!
One way or another I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha!
postato da Ampala alle ore 21:37 martedì, 18 ottobre 2005
In realtà non è che sia una fan dei NIN, ma 'sta canzone era collegata a qualche fanfic o video che m'è piaciuto, e visto che ultimamente sto in in fase hentai la posto...mwaahaha!
Nine Inch Nails - Closer
(wahahaha!!! Me fa' morì 'sta gif!)
you let me violate you, you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you
help me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation, you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith, you can have my everything
help me tear down my reason, help me its' your sex I can smell
help me you make me perfect, help me become somebody else
I want to fuck you like an animal
I want to feel you from the inside
I want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach, scraped off my knees
I drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason I stay alive
postato da Ampala alle ore 19:56 sabato, 15 ottobre 2005
Cantine Riunite Tolentino batte Avenale Cingoli x 5 a 2!!! Yeahhh!!!
X la prima partita di campionato risultato + che bbbbbbuono!!!!
Dehihi!!!
C'ho stampato il pallone sulla coscia....si vedono i rombetti della palla °__°
X la prima partita di campionato risultato + che bbbbbbuono!!!!
Dehihi!!!
C'ho stampato il pallone sulla coscia....si vedono i rombetti della palla °__°
postato da Ampala alle ore 09:42 sabato, 15 ottobre 2005
Il pomeriggio di ieri:
1) Superstrada, stiamo andando verso Civitanova (guido io con la mia machine), si buca la ruota posteriore SX, la cambiamo;
2) Arriviamo in fumetteria ed i posti restanti x Lucca non sono poi così tanti;
3) Usciamo dalla fume, entriamo in macchina e dopo 500 m la machine si ferma, ripartiamo, si riferma dopo 200 m, ri-ripartiamo, si ri-riferma proprio su un incrocio ("fortuna" non proprio al centro dell'incrocio);
4) Decidiamo di lasciare la machine a Cita e di andare a MC col treno, il coso che fa i biglietti automatico che uso non funziona;
5) Dopo aver fatto i biglietti, B. va a timbrare il mio ed il suo, la macchinetta che dovrebbe timbrare il mio non funziona;
Venedì 14 è ufficialmente diventato il mio giorno sfortunato...
1) Superstrada, stiamo andando verso Civitanova (guido io con la mia machine), si buca la ruota posteriore SX, la cambiamo;
2) Arriviamo in fumetteria ed i posti restanti x Lucca non sono poi così tanti;
3) Usciamo dalla fume, entriamo in macchina e dopo 500 m la machine si ferma, ripartiamo, si riferma dopo 200 m, ri-ripartiamo, si ri-riferma proprio su un incrocio ("fortuna" non proprio al centro dell'incrocio);
4) Decidiamo di lasciare la machine a Cita e di andare a MC col treno, il coso che fa i biglietti automatico che uso non funziona;
5) Dopo aver fatto i biglietti, B. va a timbrare il mio ed il suo, la macchinetta che dovrebbe timbrare il mio non funziona;
Venedì 14 è ufficialmente diventato il mio giorno sfortunato...
postato da Ampala alle ore 15:25 venerdì, 14 ottobre 2005
O Captain! My Captain!
(Walt Whitman)
(Walt Whitman)
O Captain! My Captain! Our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady kell, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! Heart! Heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! Rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths - for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! Dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady kell, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! Heart! Heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! My Captain! Rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up - for you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths - for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! Dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
postato da Ampala alle ore 21:11 sabato, 08 ottobre 2005
Il blogozzo è in fase di restauro...entro fine settimana prossima dovrebbe essere pronto con uno sfondo decente e l'impaginazione funzionante...¬¬
postato da Ampala alle ore 19:22 venerdì, 07 ottobre 2005
Daddy's flown across the ocean
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy, what else did ya leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teachers, leave those kids alone
All in all its just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teachers, leave those kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No, don't think I need anything at all
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
[Goodbye Cruel World]
Goodbye, cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, all you people
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye
("Another Brick in the World Parts 1,2,3" - KoRn, from "Greatest Hits Vol.1")
Leaving just a memory
A snapshot in the family album
Daddy, what else did ya leave for me?
Daddy, whatcha leave behind for me?
All in all it was just a brick in the wall
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teachers, leave those kids alone
All in all its just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers, leave them kids alone
Hey, Teachers, leave those kids alone
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall
I don't need no arms around me
I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No, don't think I need anything at all
All in all it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all you were all just bricks in the wall
[Goodbye Cruel World]
Goodbye, cruel world
I'm leaving you today
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, all you people
There's nothing you can say
To make me change my mind
Goodbye
("Another Brick in the World Parts 1,2,3" - KoRn, from "Greatest Hits Vol.1")
