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disclaimer
& it's your rules.
la femme =* Eu sou a Pan Paneer do SL.
Obrigada por visitarem my bloguito.. miam miam
eujuroqueαindαvouescreverαlgoquepresteαqui !
Sαlvem αs borboletαs drogαdαs !
vemsempreαqui ?!
ooi, eu to no sbt pαi, α globo jαh loto !
kisses kisses love cutes ㋡
❶➒years.
♫ Montão
☀ ☁ Sol praia
(◕‿◕✿)Lindinha thks.
웃 Muleka Sapeka
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Tuesday, 03 November 2009
Euuu ameiiiiiiiii
Já providenciei um chapeuzinho desse O.o
Cute !
As meias estão super hiper na moda.. super transado esse estilo !
O look da Olivia é bem sexy, com sapato peeptoe de salto, então opte por uma camiseta com mangas e deixe esse look pra balada.
Pug i love you cute ! mi fofis... muack
 Escove seu Pug pelo menos uma vez por semana, para que a pelagem fiquei sempre bonita. Pugs soltam muito pêlo.
Pugs precisam ter as rugas da face limpas no mínimo semanalmente. Muitos criadores usam lencinhos umedecidos de bebês para a limpeza. No entanto, é importante que a parte interna de cada dobrinha não fique úmida, pois haverá risco de proliferação de fungos, assaduras.
Por terem os olhos saltados, os Pugs precisam de uma atenção um pouco maior com seus olhos. Limpe-os sempre com soro fisiológico, tendo o cuidado de enxugar o excesso com gaze. Caso perceba muita secreção, ou algum machucado leve-o ao veterinário pois infecções mais graves podem até levar à perda da visão.
Ao dar bano converse com ele, falando num tom de voz macio, para que ele entenda que o banho é necessário e que é bom para ele.
Existem pugs que não gostam de banho, por isso faça com que o banho não seja um evento tão desagradável.
Coloque tampões de algodão umidecidos com óleo Johnson nos ouvidos, para que não entre água.
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Amei esses shortinhos... ( cuequitas) a da Love Kitty =**
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Thursday, 29 October 2009
Got nothing to prove, I'm not your whore
You're gonna lose, cause I got more
Not sure you can endure
I'm not your little, I'm not your little, I'm not your little
Whore...
Whore whore whore...
Not your late night booty call
Whore no more...
Don't call me passed 11pm, it won't happen again
(2x)
Like a scab that won't heal, just another sore
Lost face in the crowd such a lonely bore
Don't call me passed 11pm, it won't happen again
Happened once, it happened twice,
it happened three times, maybe four times,
maybe five times, maybe, maybe it happened six times
But it won't happen seven times
No no no no no no...
Whore whore whore
Not your late night booty call
Whore no more
Don't call me passed 11pm it won't happen again
(2x)
You could call me at 10.59 but don't call me at 11 cause that's my rule now Sweet Ballad
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Latin mi vida, donde estas ?
yo te amo
es mi corazon
es mi jajajunga
Huahauhauahua.
muack muack
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- I will not run αwαy from αnything
Trαduçαo: Não vou fugir de nαdα
-The lucky smiled for you ,why not smile bαck ?
Trαduçαo: A sorte sorriu pαrα você, porque não sorrir de voltα?
-Sorry if I wasn't done in your dreams.
Trαduçαo: Sinto muito se não fui feito em seus sonhos.
- Sorry if I wasn't your most unusual love.
Trαduçαo: Sinto muito se não fui seu mais raro amor.
- Who told you that I don't know about this ancient art of love.
Trαduçαo:Quem te disse que eu não conheço a tal milenar arte do amor.
-Illusion, I do not believe thαt
Trαduçαo: Ilusão, eu quero crer que não
-I wαnt to find you in αn instαnt
Trαduçαo: Queriα te encontrαr num instante
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Mad About You
Feel the vibe,
feel the terror,
feel the pain
It's driving me insane
I can't fake
For God's sake, why am I driving in the wrong lane?
Trouble is my middle name
But in the end I'm not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you?
Mad about you,
Mad...
Are you the fishy wine who will give me a headache in the morning
or just a dark blue land mine that will explode without a decent warning?
Give me all your true hate and I'll translate it in our bed
into never seen passion, never seen passion
That is why I am so mad about you
Mad about you,
Mad...
Trouble is your middle name
But at the end you're not too bad
Can someone tell me if it's wrong to be so mad about you?
Mad about you (4x)
Give me all your true hate and I'll translate it in our bed
into never seen passion
That is why I am so mad about you
Mad about you (6x)
Pensando em vc .. escuto essa musica.. Latin..love you.. mi Colombiana.
Roads
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Storm.. in the morning light
I feel
No more can I say
Frozen to myself
I got nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
And surely that ain't right
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
INSTRUMENTAL
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Ohh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say
How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment
How can it feel, this wrong
Fake Plastic Trees
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins
It wears him out, it wears him out
It wears him out, it wears him out
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run
It wears me out, it wears me out
It wears me out, it wears me out
If I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted all the time
All the time...
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