Eh tenido una vision del futuro traida por la trinidad entre sueños, “el futuro no ah sido escrito” susurro al mostrarme:
Yo, muero en un accidente vial 27 años antes de cumplir mi mision (herir a dios con mi hanso hatori y convertirme en el nuevo redentor, que no lees este blog, asshole).
Jose Luis, chef de profesión, viaja, por razone desconocidas, hacia África donde descubre que es rey de Botswana.
Blas, al reprobar un examen de matematicas, intenta “el haraquiri” hasta que llega a el la iluminación de buda y se combarte en el nuevo ayatolá (ayatola blax), después en vocalista de RBD reloded, luego en mazon, luego en sánscrito (¿?), luego en pederasta & por ultimo ayatola blax II.
Karl-0X, deja el arco iris (si como no).
Tavo, muere y al no estar yo no revive.
Javier, se convierte estrella porno… gay… (el es el pasivo).
Pablo, el destino es cruel para algunos, el ya no podra convertirse en sex simbol, si no que , se vuelve costplay.
Casi 100 por 100 de los adictos a la heroína y la cocaína bebe leche de pequeños. Por lo tanto la leche es una sustancia que incita al consumo de drogas.
El no tener un hijo es hereditario. Si tu padre no tuviera ninguno, lo más probable es que tú tampoco los tengas.
El alcohol esta implicado en el 33 por 100 de los accidentes mortales. Esto significa que el 67 por 100 restantes ha sido causado por personas sobrias. Así, esta claro, que la forma mas segura de conducir es beodo.
♫♪ When the day is long and the night, the night is yours alone, When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on) If you feel like letting go, (hold on) When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on
'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long, When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes, Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Everybody hurts. You are not alone ♫♪
♫ ♪ Life is bigger It's bigger than you And you are not me The lengths that I will go to The distance in your eyes Oh no I've said too much I set it up
That's me in the corner That's me in the spotlight Losing my religion Trying to keep up with you And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I haven't said enough I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try
Every whisper Of every waking hour I'm Choosing my confessions Trying to keep an eye on you Like a hurt lost and blinded fool Oh no I've said too much I set it up
Consider this The hint of the century Consider this The slip that brought me To my knees failed What if all these fantasies Come flailing around Now I've said too much I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thought I saw you try
But that was just a dream That was just a dream ♫♪
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