Love, it ain't for a man who can't spell it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't cherish it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't talk about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't even think about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't do anything about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't make any sense about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't explain anything about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't understand a thing about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't take anything seriously in it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't give up anything for it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't give a shit about it.
Love, it ain't for a man who can't make it.
Love, it ain't for a man who plays with it.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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9:38 AM
Posted by
Geryll
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:29):
well.. when u have tooo many plans.. u dun know which to take
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:29):
when u know too much, it's only urself that u hate
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
in the end, i spend the whole day thinking in bed
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
and leave everything to fate
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
before u know it, You're dead.
well.. when u have tooo many plans.. u dun know which to take
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:29):
when u know too much, it's only urself that u hate
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
in the end, i spend the whole day thinking in bed
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
and leave everything to fate
Geryll -soi-disant™"٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶ says (01:30):
before u know it, You're dead.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
Take you on a trip
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10:18 AM
Posted by
Geryll
I wanna drive big cars,
Get a plane we'ld fly to Mars,
Glide through the stars,
Tell the world we're going fast,
And that our love will last,
That we ain't interested in the past,
Cause it's our future we will cast,
The rides we take on the bus,
Take photos! That's a must!
Between the sheets we'll rush,
Movements that allow our skins to brush,
Looking at each other without any mask,
There's nothing more that I'll ask.
Get a plane we'ld fly to Mars,
Glide through the stars,
Tell the world we're going fast,
And that our love will last,
That we ain't interested in the past,
Cause it's our future we will cast,
The rides we take on the bus,
Take photos! That's a must!
Between the sheets we'll rush,
Movements that allow our skins to brush,
Looking at each other without any mask,
There's nothing more that I'll ask.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
at
12:58 AM
Posted by
Geryll
Thinkers don't say much,
Speakers don't do much,
Do-ers don't think much.
But my mum does it all.
Speakers don't do much,
Do-ers don't think much.
But my mum does it all.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Paint the feelings, not the words
at
7:59 AM
Posted by
Geryll
I'll paint a smile on your face if you show me the canvas of your heart.
-Geryll
-Geryll
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