ZONA DE ES3

pase por el flog de bito y me puso a pensar ke le diria al pekeño vikingo si pudiera regresar en el tiempo...

mojate mas
riete porke en algun momento dejaras de hacerlo
conserva a tus viejos amigos
disfruta el año ke vas a perder de la secundaria para la prepa, algo bueno pasara ahi
no andes de cabron kon kualkier vieja
anda de cabron kon alguna vieja
comprate unos converse color vino
aprende artes marciales jejejeje tarde o temprano te madrearan
no busques respuestas, deja ke lleguen
pon atencion a esos maestros ke te rompen las pelotas, son buenos, tarde o temprano te daras cuenta
si, el verde es vida
conoceras a un tipo ke sera tu enemigo, tu amigo y tu hermano
el amor de tu vida vale mas ke un racimo de estrellas, recuerdalo siempre
vas a llorar y te doleran muchas cosas, ten paciencia
no te van a dar la especialidad ke kieres, no hagas drama
perderas el tiempo en medios masivos
y lo mas importante, insiste y resiste siempre....

mayo mes de JUAN ROSA, siguen los podcast ahora tambien estare en radio por internet, felicidades wero......


esto se escucha en maynard jr

TIME TO PRETEND

MGMT

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone.

There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everyting must run it's course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah



paz y fuera.........

insistimos? resistimos? hell yeah!!!!

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