Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Ganz Ceramic Magnet Letters Frame

Yo!

grieved.

So I tried to listen to Russian rap .... and love it)) ... well, or even To understand ... But no! Over a lifetime, except smirk or gag reflex in me, he's nothing more aroused. And not because I was out of date or fixated on something one! I just can not understand: what is all the same it is not so (or me)? Lyrics? Maybe. They did not mesh perfectly. Most do not about that.
cons? Oh, yes! Where did they take this kind of music? I now can not even remember their foreign counterparts with minuses. Say, for someone mow the Russian benchmarks? Feeling that they have downloaded some sort of secret program to write the cons, which is called the "Russian rap" with a set of 20 samples and 10-bit and picking them in different sequences and all get the same thing)) All these castes, Gufy, Busta ..... Although this is a recent seemingly intelligent guy, but I still can not listen to him. The whole so-called "Rostov rep - not for me. There are gangs that I like: Krovostok, 2H Company, Kutch (if you remember, too, then Finish). I recently threw one more check out: "Night movers "- the good guys. Underground)
Do you agree with me?" Or something I do not catch up) may recommend further Che listen?

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Gun For Sale Desert Eagle

rout

December 4 Voronezh "KillaBeat 2" Club BitTown
meeting in touch


Monday, September 27, 2010

2003 Yukon Engine Light 02 Sensors

Today's Poem by Eva Nielsen




Ever since I as a little girl
Taught me to Read the Writing
Have pen and paper
Been my most faithful Friends

It was through the pen's ink
My tears met the paper's Comforting sheets
By both of them
I always felt strong

Many many are the leaves
that I talked to through the pen
For both of them I turned
with my curiosity about life
With Secret cool land Emotions
With World disdain and hysteria

All my sorrow the pain
through teenage life growth
All My Deep Dark Black
that I often felt out of
Yes, all this,
and more ...

Suicidal Thoughts on Killer Sinn
dialogue between me the Lord
Knowing the way but to go wrong ...
bitter tears
Broken Soul
Sometimes Erotic and Horny
Sometimes almost Galet Childish

To my Base Friends
the two, as always
goes to Trust
Mr Paper on Mrs. Pen
I always been able to go

It applies today just as my Friend
Strong
Now as well as when ...

Eva.Nielsen --- --- ---
Posted 27 September 2010 ---