terça-feira, março 08, 2011

wipe that grin out your face

Or I'll slap it out of you.
That's not happiness or bliss, that's sheer ignorance.

Life's no sea of roses, and I hope that who made that up
died in a sea of rose thorns,
stabbed one million times,
bled one million times.

Life's not to be lived in the moment,
if you don't think so,
I hope you drive into a cliff
and in that last moment, you don't have time to stop.

Life is just a mix of bad coincidences, of bad chances.
And a bad chance is just another kind of chance.

Life's a love at first sight that you'll never see again.

Anónimo

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