Moi

Moi
J'ai
pas envie
de me décrire
ni de mettre de
photo de moi, un autre
article peut-être faut voir enfin
bref on va dire que ce nouveau blog
symbolisera mon passage en seconde, plus
simplement c'est le blog que j'utiliserais pendant
mon année de seconde!Bon j'imagine qu'il va pas y
avoir beaucoup de visiteur mais bon, bonne (courte) visite quand même^^!

Bah pour la photo je peux remercier Linda :Ninda
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# Gepost op donderdag 21 juni 2007, 05u23

Ma board

Ma board
Bon bah je vais vous présenter ma board :
C'est une board Cartel le grip est super c'est des roulements abec 5 et en fait je pense que personne n'en a rien à foutre donc pour ceux qui y connaissent rien c'est un skate quoi...
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# Gepost op donderdag 21 juni 2007, 05u29

Story of the year_Until the day I die

Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you

As years go by
I race the clock with you
But if you died right now
You know that I'd die to
I'd die too

You remind me of the times
When I knew who I was (I was)
But still the second hand will catch us
Like it always does

We'll make the same mistakes
I'll take the fall for you
I hope you need this now
Cause I know I still do

Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you

Should I bite my tongue?
Until blood soaks my shirt
We'll never fall apart
Tell me why this hurts so much
My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
But still we'll say, "remember when"
Just like we always do
Just like we always do

Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you

Yeah I'd spill my heart!!!
Yeah I'd spill my heart for you!!!

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Mistakes like friends do

My hands are at your throat
And I think I hate you
We made the same mistakes
Made the same mistakes

Until the day I die
I'll spill my heart for you, for you

Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you, for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
I'll spill my heart for you
Until the day I die (Until the day I die)
Until the day I die!!!

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# Gepost op donderdag 21 juni 2007, 09u19

Gewijzigd op dinsdag 01 januari 2008, 15u04

StoryOfTheYear_Anthem of our dying day

The stars will cry
The blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
That's exactly
Exactly what I need

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

For a second I wish the tide
Would swallow every inch of this city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your face
If you were here
I swear I won't miss a beat
Cause I never
Never have before

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Of our dying day
Of our dying day
Of our dying!!!

For a second I wish the tide
Would swallow every inch of this city
And you gasp for air tonight!!

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day
From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day

Our dying day
Of our dying!!!
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# Gepost op vrijdag 22 juni 2007, 06u46

citations

citations
Qui que tu sois, si tu es pensif en lisant, c'est à toi que je dédie mes oeuvres.
Victor Hugo

Le seul vrai lecteur, c'est le lecteur pensif. C'est à lui que ce livre est adressé.
Victor Hugo

La nuit, on pense mieux, la tête est moins pleine de bruit
Victor Hugo

Rien n'est mort que ce qui n'existe pas encore
Près du passé luisant demain est incolore.
Guillaume Apollinaire

C'est l'imagination qui étend pour nous la mesure des possibles,
et nourrit les désirs par l'espoir de les satisfaire.
Jean-jacques Rousseau

Souffre, meurs ou guéris ; mais surtout vis jusqu'à ta dernière heure.
Jean-jacques Rousseau
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# Gepost op vrijdag 22 juni 2007, 08u05