Hola gordoooooo, hoy vengo a actualizar tu abandonado blog yo. Porque te extraño, porque tuvimos una conversacion linda, y porque te amo muchisimo... Gracias por tanto que me das, sos lo mas lindo del mundo! Me siento bien estando cerca tuyo.. a pesar de las peleas y las boludeces que afecten a veces nuestro buen humor jaja, sabemos que son pura y exclusivamente muestras de amor.. El amor mas lindo de todos y el mas tierno, que naaadie se imaginaba, ni nosotro jaja porque nunca me imagine que podia querer tanto a un hombre que no fuera mi padreee jaja, que me podia hacer tan feliz un hombre como vos al lado mio. Nunca es tarde, y hace casi trece meses que sos el hombre de mi vida, mi novio hermoso que me llena todos los días, la persona que me roba varios 'te amo' a diario, y a quien no me canso de repetirle lo tan importante que es en mi vida. Creo que por vos pasa todo...: las ganas, el buen humor, la ternura, la simpatia, la anciedad.. todo. Evidentemente, Sos Todo ♥ Gracias por ser tan hermoso mi amor.
Jenn.
domingo, 24 de julio de 2011
jueves, 9 de junio de 2011
Y me decia tu me gustas asi
y me decia, no soy nada sin ti
si, no es amor dimelo tu que es
me preguntaba abrazandoce a mi
me despertaba con un beso y cafe
luego jugaba se dejaba querer
si no es amor dimelo tu que es
y se quedaba para hablar de los
solo tu solo yo
uno mismo tu y yo
solo tu solo yo
nunca he estado mejor
solo tu solo yo
dime que ningun hombre te ha echo
temblar como se hacerlo yo
solo tu solo yo
una historia tu y yo
solo tu solo yo
con principio y sin fin
solo tu solo yo
dime que no te sabes quedar
ni un minuto sin mi si me voy
jueves, 19 de mayo de 2011
Let the record play
Let the record play
Let the record play
The way that you dance
The way that you move
The way that you stare at me across the room
You carry Dior bags and you got your Chanel
You wear Louie Vitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got a model 26, but she stays in her place
I got a kershaw neatly tucked inside of my waist
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
They said (aha, aha)
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
Now she's sweatin my friends and my hurricane shoes
She likes the records I spin, my Adam Barton tattoos
But she can't say what's up, so what does she do
She just stays posted at the other side of the room
I got AMC tattood on my hand, I got Black Wall Street on a black bandana
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
They said (aha, aha)
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
She, she, she dont wanna talk about it
He, he, he wants to fight about me, me
I dont wanna fight about it, I just wanna be about it
I'm just trying to stay up out it.
Stepped out the wagon, you know the boy starts to hate
The girl that came with them, Looks Like That's Not The Boy She Dates
They get to fightin and swearing, and now the boyfriend is starin
The disco ball on the ceiling looks the chain that I'm wearing.
But the music keep playing
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
But the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
You carry Dior bags and you got your Chanel
You wear Louie Vitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
Let the record play
Let the record play
The way that you dance
The way that you move
The way that you stare at me across the room
You carry Dior bags and you got your Chanel
You wear Louie Vitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got a model 26, but she stays in her place
I got a kershaw neatly tucked inside of my waist
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
They said (aha, aha)
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
Now she's sweatin my friends and my hurricane shoes
She likes the records I spin, my Adam Barton tattoos
But she can't say what's up, so what does she do
She just stays posted at the other side of the room
I got AMC tattood on my hand, I got Black Wall Street on a black bandana
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
They said (aha, aha)
But the record keeps playing the same old song
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
She, she, she dont wanna talk about it
He, he, he wants to fight about me, me
I dont wanna fight about it, I just wanna be about it
I'm just trying to stay up out it.
Stepped out the wagon, you know the boy starts to hate
The girl that came with them, Looks Like That's Not The Boy She Dates
They get to fightin and swearing, and now the boyfriend is starin
The disco ball on the ceiling looks the chain that I'm wearing.
But the music keep playing
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
And the record keeps playin the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
But the record keeps playing the same old song
The hipsters be muggin on me all night long
They said (aha, aha)
Keep your hands off my girl
Keep your hands off my girl
You carry Dior bags and you got your Chanel
You wear Louie Vitton, HG and YSL
Now I got Bathing Ape, I got DCMA
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
I got brass knuckles hanging from my neck and my chain
miércoles, 18 de mayo de 2011
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