Kanon

Kanon
нормальненько так.....ООО...экзамен...буду ругать весь день.....

Kanon
  ну постараюсь

Uruha
Дарова Урупон...хватит спать....

Kanon
*сквозь сон*
привет Канончик,желаю ни пуха,ни пера на экзе...спасибо солнце
*разлегся на кровати*

пам парам пам пам

*тихо поет*

He's a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one

For a fortune he'd quit
But it's hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
 
On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit
Through the blood he can look,
see the life that it took
From council of one
He'll decide when he's done with the innocent

On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)

From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message
He doesn't want to read the message
Doesn't want to read the message here

On his face is a map of the world

From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn't want to read the message here
But he doesn't want to read the message here
But he doesn't want to read the message here

Uruha
*тихо подвывает*

Bou
*улыбнулся*
хорошо поешь)

Bou
хы я тож гитарист))))))))

Bou

представляю)))))))))

Bou
угу мне тож хотца,но надо лекции зубрыть