Et moi j'te connais à peine Mais ce s'rait une veine Qu'on s'en aille un peu comme eux On pourrait se faire sans qu'ça gêne De la place pour deux
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Et moi j'te connais à peine Mais ce s'rait une veine Qu'on s'en aille un peu comme eux On pourrait se faire sans qu'ça gêne De la place pour deux
William sheller - Un Homme Heureux
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It could.. If You were not an anonymous ;)
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je dis que je répond jamais, mais je répond toujours ...
And if a double-decker bus Crashes in to us To die by your side Is such a heavenly way to die And if a ten ton truck Kills the both of us To die by your side Well the pleasure, the privilege is mine
"PEANUTS" (March 5, 1953) By Charles M. Schulz
a drunk driver killed someone i love. i thought maybe, if i kept it up, i might hear something back…
This is so beyond heart breaking, yet so extremely powerful. Never forget to tell your family, friends, and others you love them. It may be the last time you do so!
I’m sobbing.
this makes me want to cry for days