Caminhos, atalhos, trilhas, lugares... por cada passagem algo de novo sempre acontece.. postando uma fotinha um pouco desatualizada já.. Unespiando por aí... conhecendo pessoas novas.. estranhando algumas já conhecidas.. e assim se forma o ciclo.. as pessoas vão e vem sem nenhuma explicação...
Da esquerda para a direita: Ana, Dani, Nat, Wend, Joana e Carol...
Ao som de Stone Temple Pilots... Plush
And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where are you going to tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
Would you even care?
And I feel it
Where are you going for tomorrow?
Where are you going with that mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So, is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where are you going for tomorrow?
Where are you going with that mask I found?
And I feel and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
Where are you going for tomorrow?
Where are you going with that mask I found?
And I feel and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
To find it
2 comentários:
Sim, o ciclo! Por mais que existam encrenquinhas, sempre vale a pena! hehe
ah, eu gostei dessa festa, não tava ema, estava calor, e ai ai ai...vc sabe! hehehe
bjo
hahaha é né dona nat.. festinha unespiana muito boa pra senhorita.. apesar de uns pesares, tb gostei muito dessa festinha, e até queria mais.. =)
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