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Questionnaire No.1

Iulie 9, 2009


My ex…: brain misses me.
Maybe I should…: find it and make up with it.
I love…: taking my clothes off.
People would say that I’m…: not listening to what they say.
I don’t understand…: why we need to understand every fucking little thing.
When I wake up in the morning…: it’s already noon.
Life is full of…: clichés.
My past is…: always there for me.
Parties are…: some groups of old men trying to convince us to vote for them.
I wish…: I would find Alladin’s lamp, so I could keep on wishing.
Tomorrow…: will be a miraculous day or not, depending on my decision.
I have low tolerance…: for work.
I am totally terrified of…: moths, storms and the day I have to pay the rent.
If I had a million dollars…: I would be rich. That would be bad, because I also have low tolerance for rich people.
I am…: whatever I want to be.
My home is…: uncertain yet.
My best friend…: is I.
My parents taught me…: all kinds of things in vain.
Every day…: is followed by night.
My life…: is exactly how I make it.
If I found out my ex was gay…: I would pat him on the shoulder.
Boys are…: those stupid amusing creatures which have not turned into men yet.
Girls are…: those adorable and wonderful creatures which have not turned into hysterical frustrated bitches yet.
I hate people who…: think I am capable of hate.
Last November…: was a long time ago.
Hickory Dickory Dock…: I’d like to suck a clock.
I love it when…: everything is upside down.
I work…: not.
God…: Gorgeous Onyrical Dog
Jesus…: Jaded Enthusiastic Son Uf Satan
Buddha…: Bothersome Ugly Deluded Domestic Hilarious Architect
My dream last night…: involved a lot of liquids.
My first thought waking up…: geez, I probably have to step out of the bed now.
Today I ate…: too little again.
Sometimes I swear…: I see little spirits of the woods dancing around my head and singing indecent songs.
As a child, I…: wished I would grow up and be like this.
The world could do with less…: ditches. And stitches. And bitches.

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  1. nadaella permalink
    Iulie 10, 2009 6:30 am

    more peaches! i’m dripping them all over your tits mmmmm

  2. Iulie 10, 2009 7:55 am

    you’ro sooo complex!

  3. peach permalink
    Iulie 10, 2009 9:30 am

    si frustrata

    • Iulie 10, 2009 9:45 am

      o, da. frustrata ca oamenii ca tine au voie sa respire.

      • gigel colacel permalink
        Iulie 10, 2009 10:18 am

        I walk back home; the tongue has moved in my right ear.

        Asta e geniala; creca frustreaza rau lumea:)

        • Iulie 10, 2009 10:30 am

          da, oamenii se frustreaza foarte usor pe-aici. si imediat devin nesimtiti. pentru ca, nu-i asa, e usor sa arunci cu pietre in necunoscuti, din spatele unui ecran de calculator. si te face sa te simti bine. mai ales daca esti prost.

          • gigel colacel permalink
            Iulie 10, 2009 10:47 am

            acuma tu arunci fara sa cunosti.
            Hai fara aruncat, vrei?
            mai bine transforma-te intr-o ureche uriasa

            • Iulie 10, 2009 10:51 am

              De ce? vorbeam in general despre oamenii astia, nu cred ca am jignit pe nimeni. Inca. In nici un caz nu te tinteam pe tine. Si nu ma mai transform intr-o ureche uriasa, pentru ca asta am facut si ieri, si deja devine obositor. :)

  4. gigel colacel permalink
    Iulie 10, 2009 10:59 am

    Gata, de la capat:)
    Cred ca era de vis daca era uriasa.

  5. Iulie 10, 2009 11:18 pm

    cine e tipa din poza?

  6. Iulie 11, 2009 2:31 pm

    imi place, ce sa spun

  7. Iulie 11, 2009 10:31 pm

    sunt in manchester, dar tot dau peste tine cand o sa fiu in romania. promit…fie ca iti place fie ca nu.promit ca o sa iti placa pana la urma


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