Come on, come on, let's play.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 20:47 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to The Cure
You're way across the sea.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 18:57 2 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Modest Mouse
Forever young, I want to be forever young.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 17:33 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to MGMT
Don't look back into the motherfucking sun.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 14:38 5 talk way too much
Now you are listening to The All-American Rejects
Get on your dancing shoes !
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 20:36 7 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
I'm stuck in a city, but I belong in a field.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 19:18 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to The Vines
Oh, in the sun, sun, having fun.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 02:36 6 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Weezer
How many special people.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 23:50 4 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers
Once you said: ‘It’s too green’.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 00:44 5 talk way too much
Now you are listening to The Coral
Goodnight, dream of all the impossible.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 02:23 6 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Jack Johnson
Why don't you fuck off?
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 15:17 5 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Dirty Pretty Things
Don't you wanna swim with me?
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 20:33 7 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Paramore
Still watching the ocean move.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 15:51 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Weezer
Oh, I may never learn, you never know.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 21:01 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to The Libertines
Bonfires of trust, flash floods of pain.
Después de quince días, unas cuantas cosas bastante locas, la cara medio quemada por el ultimo día (agh), unas mil quinientas fotos, varios videos que no tendrían que salir de mi computadora y unas cuantas otras cosas, puedo decir que, otro año, pasé unas vacaciones de puta madre. El fogón-que-nunca-fue-fogón casi no se ve, y nosotros tenemos caras extrañas, pero estamos casi todos y más. Gracias por las lindas vacaciones. Y a mis compañeras de cuarto, gracias por dejarme convivir con ustedes quince días en la habitación del pánico.
Fucked up by Dani. exactly at 14:18 3 talk way too much
Now you are listening to Other things, The Killers