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mercoledì 11 maggio 2011

ALIBI by Thirty Seconds to Mars

No warning sign, no alibi
We faded faster than the speed of light
Took our chance, crashed and burned
No we’ll never ever learn

I fell apart
But got back up again
And then I fell apart
But got back up again, yeah

We both could see crystal clear
That the inevitable end was near
Made our choice
A trial by fire
The battle is the only way we feel alive

I fell apart
But got back up again
And then I fell apart
But got back up again
And then I fell apart
But got back up again

So here we are
The witching hour
The quickest tongue to divide and devour
Divide and devour

If I could end the quest for fire
For truth, for love, for my desire
My desire

And I fell apart
But got back up again

I fell apart
I fell apart
I fell apart
I fell apart
I fell apart

But got back up again

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Citazioni Preferite

To battle is the only way we feel alive. -Jared Leto-
True love never dies. It simply makes your heart big enough to hold even more love. ("Once Bitten, Twice Shy" by Jennifer Rardin)
He is my soul mate, my fresh air, the reason I look forward to getting up every morning. ("Forbidden" by Tabitha Suzuma)
Time has stopped; time is racing. Lochie's lips are rough yet smooth, hard yet gentle. His fingers are strong: I feel them in my hair and on my neck and down my arms and against my back. And I never want him to let me go. ("Forbidden" by Tabitha Suzuma)
Say what you had to about Ethan, but the boy filled a library very, very well. Okay—arguably, that wasn’t the only thing he filled out well, but let’s stay on track. ("Twice Bitten" by Chloe Neill)
Eventually, the room was cleared, and we stood there together, chests heaving, a spray of shifters and humans on the floor in front of us. We weren’t entirely undamaged—I’d taken a bruising shot to my right thigh, and Ethan had slices across his belly where he’d been caught with the edge of a bar of steel broken from someone’s office chair. But we were alive. We glanced over at each other. I was just about to speak, but before I could get out words, his hand was at the back of my head, his mouth pressing against mine. The intensely possessive kiss left me gasping for breath, but even as he pulled back, his fingers stayed knotted in the back of my hair. ("Twice Bitten" by Chloe Neill)
I kissed him, let him kiss me, let him clutch my hips, curl his fingers into the fabric of my shirt, slide his hands around my waist and splay them against my back, pull me infinitesimally closer. He made a sound, a growl or purr, some predatory noise that rumbled in his throat, then said my name. And this time, it wasn’t a question but a sound of victory, a claim on his prize. ("Friday Night Bites" by Chloe Neill)

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mercoledì 11 maggio 2011

ALIBI by Thirty Seconds to Mars

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