Psyro

"Holler at ya boy"

"Je kijkt o zo zuur naar m'n haute couture want m'n haute couture is o zo duur"

Mrd tripe de malade [N'est-ce pas C ? ;)]
Peut-être que comme ça on apprendra finalement le néerlandais...
"Te dom om te popen" quoique...

Par contre je savais pas qu'on pouvait raper en néerlandais °-°

Blog pour se motiver, se remonter le moral, trouver la force de surmonter les obstacles.
Passez y faire un tour et n'hésitez pas à donner vos idées, ou à dire ce qui vous motive personnellement.

Arf, encore quelques jours et c'est fait. Direction université.
J'ai eu mon kot yes ! Mais plus le temps passe et plus je suis incertaine lol.
Que faire de ma vie... La grande question qui m'empêche de dormir la nuit mrd.

J'ai plus trop d'inspiration pour écrire quoi que ce soit. Plus trop envie de me bouger non plus. J'ai la flemme loool Et j'en ai marre de cette paperasse... Ca va me tuer tous ces papiers a remplir... J'ai juste envie que les vacances se finissent, bizarre hein? :p

Je regarde Kyle XY, c'est vraiment génial cette série xD. Je regarde aussi Hannah Montana HAHA trop drôle ce truc xD. Je devrais plutôt passer mon permis de conduire, mais je suis à la masse... Je me bougerai peut-être un jour xD.

Je regarde aussi les Jeux Olympiques, vive les nouveaux records xDD, J'aurai du faire des études sportives tiens... :p

Is it?

I wish I could sing you my love
Whispering sweet nothings
As we lay under the stars

I wish I could hold onto your heart
Never letting go
As we walk hand in hand

I wish I could wipe away your tears
Giving you things to smile about
As we arrive near the end

But life, is it really so sweet?
Full of romance, melodies, songs
Flowers flying around
Is it really so smooth?
No wrongs, no lies
No false promises, waiting to explode
Is it? Is It...?

I wish we could joke around
Never being afraid of what is to come
Trusting each other,
Comfy in our own little world

Painless words spoken
Loving touches here and there
Loneliness fought together

Sky so blue with birds flying
Clouds so white always moving
Not a tore in this peaceful picture

But life, it is really so sweet?
Full of romance, melodies, songs
Flowers flying around
Is it really so smooth?
No wrongs, no lies
No false promises, waiting to explode
Is it? Is it...?

Love

I tried to write about life
To write about lies
I tried to write about dreams
To write about peace
But it didn't work out
The only word that always came out
Was love

So tell me am I
really a crazy person?
Would I do everything, even die?
For such a thing called love
That grows up deep inside
Is going out and cry
The only way to make it alright?
Should I behave like I'm cold
Not showing that I'm afraid of being alone?

I tried to write about life
To write about lies
I tried to write about dreams
To write about peace
But it didn't work out
The only word that always came out
Was love

So tell me, will you
Help me figure things out
I need to find some clues
To know this is the truth
Is love really the word
That should be spoken aloud?
The most important thing
Stopping us from being alone
And chasing away the cold

I tried to write about life
To write about lies
I tried to write about dreams
To write about peace
But it didn't work out
The only word that always came out
Was love

So tell me are you
Really a crazy person?
Would you do everything, even die
For such a thing called love
That grows up deep inside
Is going out and cry
The only way to make it alright?
Should you behave like you're cold
Not showing that you're afraid of being alone?

Please tell me you do
'Cause I feel so insane
I need someone who can feel my pain
It can't be a fantasy
Never once have I been
All alone in my life

That's why when I tried to write about life
To write about lies
To write about dreams
To write about peace
It didn't work out
The only word that always came out
Was love