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Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
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Evoluzione.I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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Epoca.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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Classificazione.I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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Scale.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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ahahahah ho sbagliato a postare...
aggettivo per Kyra:
Stimabile.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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Deviante.
Uhmpf, mi avete gabbato.I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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indispettitoMother, did it need to be so high?Comment
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Singolare.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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frescaIl vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
(George Bernard Shaw)Comment
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Floreale. (si, lo so che sono melograni)I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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Di buon umore.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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Studiosa"Io sono una Donna... e le Donne non distruggono niente ma coltivano, conservano.
Io non ho dimenticato cio' che ho vissuto, ho tutti i miei ricordi, soprattutto quelli che ti riguardano, tengo tutto dentro di me".Comment
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Fragile.I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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@LaMadchen: Semplice. (senso più che positivo)
@Kyra: Consapevole.
I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...
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