123Love

samedi 23 mai 2009

I am pretty simple. Music, make up, and fashion are what I'm really into. Sort of a typical girls list of hobbies...but I ain't no girls girl. I'm into making memories with photographs and I tend to be pretty nostalgic. Anything to do with the south, I'm down for it: good times and BBQ!!!

My goal is to make music that people, 30 or 40 years from now, wish they were around for.

Simplemente te amo Hayley Nichole Williams, mi spongebob ♥
y ahora me voy a ver the final riot! una vez más...

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mardi 19 mai 2009

If i'm a bad person, you don't like me... I guess i'll go, make my own way. It's a circle a mean cycle i can't excite you anymore. Where's your gavel? Your jury? What's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me well sentence me to another life.
You treat me just like another stranger... well it's nice to meet you sir I guess i'll go, I best be on my way out
Ignorance is your new best friend!
This is the best thing that could've happened any longer and i wouldn't have made it. It's not a war no, It's not a rapture. I'm just a person but you can't take it, the same tricks that once fooled me. They won't get you anywhere. I'm not the same kid from your memory now i can fend for myself.
Don't wanna hear your sad songs i don't wanna feel your pain. When you swear it's all my fault cause you know we're not the same... we not the same
oh we're not the same, the friends who stuck together. We wrote our names in blood but i guess you can't accept that the change is good...
It's good
It's good
You treat me just like another stranger... well it's nice to meet you sir I guess i'll go, I best be on my way out...
Ignorance is your new best friend



Oh dios! Te amo Hayley♥

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mercredi 13 mai 2009

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mercredi 6 mai 2009

Hayley Williams (L)

Perdon pero es demaciado hermosa y tierna ! La amo*

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dimanche 3 mai 2009

Just talk yourself up and tear yourself down. You've hit your one wall now find a way around. Well what's the problem? You've got a lot of nerve!

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samedi 2 mai 2009

Somewhere weakness is our strength and I'll die searching for it. Can't let myself regret such selfishness. My pain and oh the trouble caused no matter how long.

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mardi 28 avril 2009

Don't look up Just let them think. There's no place else You'd rather be.
You're always on display, For everyone to watch and learn from. Don't you know by now, You can't turn back...

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying. Just living proof that the camera's lying. And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night.So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style. You'll go out in style.

If you let me I could, I'd show you how to build your fences, Set restrictions, separate from the world. The constant battle that you hate to fight, Just blame the limelight.
Don't look up Just let them think There's no place else You'd rather be.


Yeah, yeah you're asking for it With every breath that you breathe in...Just breathe it in.
Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess. You do all this, big talk, yeah..

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CRUSHCRUSHCRUSH}♥

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lundi 27 avril 2009

I’m doing fine... You’ll be alright
Maybe you’ll think of me tonight
You’re doing fine... I’ll be alright
Just give me time
Hello hello is anyone home? Hello hello just pick up the phone
I don’t wanna hear you’re doing fine now. Don’t wanna hear I’m without you now
I’m without you you now...

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vendredi 24 avril 2009

Close your eyes and make believe this is where you want to be . Forgetting all the memories, try to forget love cause love's forgotten me. Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late pretty soon you won't remember a thing. And I'll be distant, the stars reminiscing your heart's been wasted on me.
You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you. My little decoy
Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through I'm using you, my little decoy
My little decoy!
Live your life inside a dream time is changing everything. Forgetting all the memories and I'm forced into you just cause you're into me . Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late When I'm gone you won't remember a thing . But I can't stay and you know I won't wait I was gone from the very first day .
You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you. My little decoy
Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through I'm using you, my little decoy
My little decoy!
I'm not sorry at all...not sorry at all, not sorry. no. I'd do it over again.

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dimanche 12 avril 2009

Sunday, bloody Sunday...Sunday, bloody Sunday...Sunday, bloody Sunday
How long? How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
Sunday, bloody Sunday...


Felices cuascuas para el que crea

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jeudi 2 avril 2009

Hallelujah

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samedi 28 mars 2009

I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top. She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock. It's a matter of time before we all run out, when I thought he was mine she caught him by the mouth.
I waited eight long months, she finally set him free. I told him I couldn't lie he was the only one for me. Two weeks and we had caught on fire...She's got it out for me, but I wear the biggest smile !
Whoaaaaa I never meant to brag but, I got him where I want him now. Whoaaaaa it was never my intention to brag, To steal it all away from you now. But god does it feel so good, Cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could then you know you would.
Cause god it just feels so...It just feels so good.
Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change. Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.
And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged. I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way. Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you. Looking as innocent as possible to get to who, they want and what they like it's easy if you do it right. Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!
I watched his wildest dreams come true not one of them involving you.
Just watch my wildest dreams come true not one of them involving.
Whoaaaaa I never meant to brag but, I got him where I want him now. Whoaaaaa it was never my intention to brag, To steal it all away from you now. But god does it feel so good, Cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could then you know you would.
Cause god it just feels so...It just feels so good.

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dimanche 22 mars 2009

I got a lot to say to you. Yeah, I got a lot to say. I noticed your eyes are always glued to me. Keeping them here and it makes no sense at all. They taped over your mouth. Scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies. They taped over your mouth. Scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies.
Crush...Crush...Crush...Crush, crush.
Two, three, four!
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone. Just the one-two of us, who's counting on. That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again. Let's be more than this
If you want to play it like a game. Well, come on, come on, let's play. Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending. Than have to forget you for one whole minute...
They taped over your mouth. Scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies. They taped over your mouth. Scribbled out the truth with their lies, you little spies.
Crush...Crush...Crush...Crush, crush.
Two, three, four!
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone. Just the one-two of us, who's counting on. That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again. Let's be more than this now !
Rock and roll, baby...Don't you know that we're all alone now? I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, HEY !...Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now? I need something to sing about
Rock and roll, HEY !...Don't you know, baby, we're all alone now? Give me something to sing about
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone. Just the one-two of us, who's counting on. That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again. Let's be more than... no, oh
Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone. Just the one-two of us, who's counting on. That never happens, I guess I'm dreaming again. Let's be more than this...
Ohoh ohoh ohoh
Oooh...

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mardi 17 mars 2009

I won't be the one to disappointed you, anymore. And I know I said all this so that you heard it all before. The trick is getting you to think that all this, Is your idea. And that it is everything you always wanted out of here.
Love's not a competition, but I'm winning...

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samedi 14 mars 2009

How can I decide what's right? When you're clouding up my mind. I can't win your losing fight all the time. How can I ever own what's mine? When you're always taking sides...But you won't take away my pride. No, not this time. Not this time...
How did we get here? Well, I used to know you so well...How did we get here? I think I know.
The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue. Just boiling in my blood, but you think that I can't see. What kind of man that you are? If you're a man at all well, I will figure this one out. On my own...I'm screaming 'I love you so'. On my own...But my thoughts you can't decode.
How did we get here? Well, I used to know you so well...How did we get here? I think I know.
Do you see what we’ve done? We’re gonna make such fools of ourselves.
I think I know...I think I know.
There is something I see in you. It might kill me...I want it to be true

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mercredi 11 mars 2009

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying. Just living proof that the camera's lying. And oh oh open wide, 'cause this is your night. So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style. You'll go out in style.
Yeah, yeah you're asking for it...With every breath that you breathe in, Just breathe it in. Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess. You do all this big talkin. So now let's see you walk it...I said let's see you walk it!

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dimanche 8 mars 2009

What a shame we all became such fragile, broken things. A memory remains just a tiny spark. I give it all my oxygen, to let the flames begin...to let the flames begin. Oh, glory! Oh, glory! This is how we'll dance when, when they try to take us down. This is what will be. Oh, glory...
Somewhere weakness is our strength, and I'll die searching for it. I can't let myself regret such selfishness. My pain and all the trouble caused, no matter how long. I believe that there's hope...Buried beneath it all and... Hiding beneath it all, and...Growing beneath it all, and... This is how we'll dance when, when they try to take us down. This is how we'll sing it. This is how we'll stand when. When they burn our houses down. This is what will be. Oh, glory. Reaching as I sink down into light. Reaching as I sink down into light. This is how we'll dance when, when they try to take us down. This is how we'll sing it. This is how we'll stand when, when they burn our houses down. This is what will be. Oh, glory...

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lundi 2 mars 2009

For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic. Just talk yourself up. And tear yourself down. You've hit your one wall. Now find a way around Well what's the problem? You've got a lot of nerve. So what did you think I would say? No you can't run away, no you can't run away. So what did you think I would say? No you can't run away, no you can't run away
You wouldn't
I never wanted to say this, You never wanted to stay. I put my faith in you, so much faith. And then you just threw it away. You threw it away !
I'm not so naive. My sorry eyes can see. The way you fight shy. Of almost everything. Well, if you give up. You'll get what you deserve.
So what did you think I would say? No you can't run away, no you can't run away
So what did you think I would say? No you can't run away, no you can't run away.
You wouldn't !
I never wanted to say this, You never wanted to stay. I put my faith in you, so much faith. And then you just threw it away. You threw it away !
You were finished long before. We had even seen the start. Why don't you stand up, be a man about it? Fight with your bare hands about it now
I never wanted to say this. You never wanted to stay well did you. I put my faith in you, so much faith. And then you just threw it away.

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