Mira

Parce que tu as tellement insisté pour que le blog ne ferme pas: un article "bonus" pour tes 18 ans =)

Vieille gâteuse va!



I look in the mirror to see what my hair is doing
is it kind of skywalker or is it kind of stupid?
but that's not the real reason i'm looking
i need a reminder of what i'm doing
i need a reminder that i'm human

in my dreams i love you like
a snowstorm in the night
the window's open wide
here comes reflected light
we can keep the covers up
we bet it all on love

but do dreams ever do damage to life?
when you need so much
you can't get it right

who else is here today?
i'm alone but can't obey
swim on my back at night
near my clothes and a flashlight

i look in the mirror
why am i complicated?
i'm trying to see clearer
the sun has faded

Nada Surf - In the mirror
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# Posté le vendredi 12 octobre 2007 19:32

Modifié le vendredi 12 octobre 2007 20:02

The End

The End
Finished.

2 ans, 8 mois, 0 jours.

Parce que je n'en vois plus l'interêt.
Parce que j'ai la flemme de l'actualiser.
Parce que je n'en ai plus envie.

To make a mountain of
Your life is just a choice
But I never learned enough
To listen to the voice that told me

Always love
Hate will get you everytime
Always love
Don't wait 'til the finish line

Always love
Hate will get you everytime
Always love
Even when you want to fight


Nada Surf - Always Love


Possibilité de réouverture non exclue...dans quelques temps, peut-être.
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# Posté le jeudi 06 septembre 2007 17:46

Modifié le vendredi 07 septembre 2007 02:07

Myrna - Karim - Mira

Myrna - Karim - Mira
- Quelques jours pas mal, en "famille" =) -





Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair
In '77 and '69 revolution was in the air
I was born too late, into a world that doesnt care
Oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

When the head of state didn't play guitar,
Not everybody drove a car,
When music really mattered and when radio was king,
When accountants didn't have control
And the media couldn't buy your soul
And computers were still scary and we didn't know everything

When pop-stars still remained a myth
And ignorance could still be bliss
And when God Saved the Queen she turned a whiter shade of pale
When my mom and dad were in their teens
And anarchy was still a dream
And the only way to stay in touch was a letter in the mail

When record shops were still on top
And vinyl was all that they stocked
And the super info highway was still drifting out in space
Kids were wearing hand me downs,
And playing games meant kick around
And footballers still had long hair and dirt across their face

(Sandi Thom - I wish I Was a Punkrockwer with flowers in my hair
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# Posté le vendredi 31 août 2007 16:43

Modifié le vendredi 31 août 2007 16:55

- because we are friends 'til we die -

- because we are friends 'til we die -
MA CôZINE!
Un article rien que pour toi & pour se rappeller les bons moments de cet été...
Les fous rires, les discussions jusqu'à 3hoo du mat', le shopping et tout ce qui va avec!



ps: reviens vite...pcq t'as oublié des trucs à la maison...


Relax
There is an answer to the darkest times.
It's clear we don't understand it, but the last thing on my mind
Is to leave you.
I believe that we're in this together.
Don't scream – there are so many roads left.

Relax, take it easy
For there is nothing that we can't do.
Relax, take it easy
Blame it on me or blame it on you

(Relax, take it easy - Mika)
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# Posté le vendredi 31 août 2007 16:37

Modifié le vendredi 07 septembre 2007 22:26

Ce n'est qu'un au revoir...

Ce n'est qu'un au revoir...
Bonnes vacances à tous ceux qui passent par là...



À en septembre pour certains...
Pour d'autres c'est un peu moins sûr mais "see you when i see you" ^^






ps: Béa...jviens squatter à Londres! haha =)
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# Posté le dimanche 01 juillet 2007 20:29

Modifié le dimanche 01 juillet 2007 20:40