i never said i was a roll model


JAG ÄR TILLBAKA FRÅN DÖDEN ÄR MIN LÅT

I heard it said
You had come back from the dead
You were playing so fine
Scooping up the soul of the wine

Courage my boy, when you look them in the eye
Try not to look too scummy
If you want some money
If you need some money now, oh...

This ain't no happy place to be
There's nothing nice around me
Nothing nice about me
Oh almost everyone agrees

It's a hell of a year for you and me my friend
Oh promises, promises
I know you've heard them all before
Love is, love is, love is, love is, love is...

Oh well it's just around the corner

I heard it said
You had come back from the dead
Playing so fine
Even if you don't show up on time

Courage my boy
When you look them in the eye
Laugh if they try to be funny
If you need some money now, oh...

john frusciante



I simply have to be what I am, and have to do what I must do.

i smell you heart me again



Give me real don't give me fake.

THE WILL TO DEATH

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UD-Mkn0AzAU&feature=related


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a true friend stabs you in the front.

ärligheten, respekten, kärleken bara dog


Och jag stal något du var beredd att ge mig
Du förlät mig, jag kunde inte se dig
i ögonen, förlåt älskling
jag gör det snart igen

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jag behöver en smäll på käften för att komma i rätt balans.

ett brev skickat tusen gånger är kärlek


Jag har hört att du träffat nån
Jag har hört att han är allt jag inte var
Och jag hör att du är säker nu, jag vaknar med den tanken varje dag
Och jag hör att han är den rätte
Ja dom säger att du verkligen menar det
Och jag hatar att jag älskar dig
Och jag älskar dig så mycket att jag hatar mig



paris je t'aime


I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.

jarmusch


I always start with characters rather than with a plot, which many critics would say is very obvious from the lack of plot in my films - although I think they do have plots - but the plot is not of primary importance to me, the characters are.

jones


The more that you follow me
The more I get lost
You think that you know me
You're pissing me off
Yeah you say that you love me
Why don't you fuck off?
And you wanna think that you own me
You're ripping me off


what katie did



eyes lit
i want short breaths
i found dark eyelids
nice breasts
like the summer into rough hands

perfection





a man can be happy with any woman as long as he does not love her

letting up despite great faults



Following emergencies
We might feel the same
Only silhouettes are left now
Even when we're down

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