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I &amp;#9829;&amp;#9829;&amp;#9829; MY BOYFRIEND. ... #_________Fred3liciOus &amp;#8226;[ © xx-&amp;#1108;&amp;#1084;0-psyc&amp;#1085;0-xx © ]&amp;#8226; Ah &amp;#38; puis pas de +1 +2 +3, Merci. POINT &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; I&amp;#039;ve got the gift of one liners And you&amp;#039;ve got the curse of curves And with this gift I compose words And the question that comes forward Are you perspiring from the irony Or sweating to these lyrics And this just in You&amp;#039;re a dead fit But my wit won&amp;#039;t allow it The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; I want someone provocative and talkative But it&amp;#039;s so hard when you&amp;#039;re shallow as a shower And from what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; Her bone structure screams &amp;#34;Touch her! Touch her!&amp;#34; And she&amp;#039;s got the curse of curves So with the combination of my gift with one liners And my way My way with words It seems I&amp;#039;m too hip to keep tight lipped And you&amp;#039;re on the gossip team You&amp;#039;re making something out of nothing And jealousy&amp;#039;s the cousin, the cousin of greed The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes The inside lingo had me at hello And we go where the money goes &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; I want someone provocative and talkative But it&amp;#039;s so hard when you&amp;#039;re shallow as a shower And from what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; Her bone structure screams (I want someone) &amp;#34;Touch her! Touch her!&amp;#34; And she&amp;#039;s got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone) From what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; We All have teeth that can bite underneath To where the reality grows Yeah, that&amp;#039;s where mine go that&amp;#039;s where mine go We all have teeth that can bite underneath To where the reality grows Yeah that&amp;#039;s where mine go Where the reality grows: From what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win And from what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; I want someone provocative and talkative But it&amp;#039;s so hard when you&amp;#039;re shallow as a shower And from what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; Her bone structure screams (I want someone) &amp;#34;Touch her! Touch her!&amp;#34; And she&amp;#039;s got the curse, the curse of: (I want someone) From what I&amp;#039;ve heard with skin you&amp;#039;ll win With skin you&amp;#039;ll win Skin you&amp;#039;ll win &amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600;&amp;#9604;&amp;#9600; -Fredok&amp;#039;. &amp;#34;EVERYTHING ISN&amp;#039;T MEANT TO BE OK&amp;#34;</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-02-28T00:31:39Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-02-28T00:31:39Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title>[...]"Mon âme en ce moment se sentit plus forte. N'hésitant donc pas plus longtemps: «Monsieur, dis-je, ou madame, en vérité, j'implore votre pardon ; mais le fait est que je sommeillais et vous êtes venu frapper si doucement, si faiblement vous êtes venu frapper à la porte de ma chambre, qu'à peine étais-je certain de vous avoir entendu.» Et alors j'ouvris la porte toute grande ; - les ténêbres, rien de plus."</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3a53dcc1/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C19252758170EMon0Eame0Een0Ece0Emoment0Ese0Esentit0Eplus0Eforte0EN0Ehesitant0Edonc0Epas0Eplus0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>6:40 PM Nouveau Blog =D : PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE Fais moi plaisir, commente moi...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3a53dcc1/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/978574529/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/978574529/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/978574529/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/978574529/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1925275817-Mon-ame-en-ce-moment-se-sentit-plus-forte-N-hesitant-donc-pas-plus.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-08-29T12:43:28Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1925275817-Mon-ame-en-ce-moment-se-sentit-plus-forte-N-hesitant-donc-pas-plus.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1925275817.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> 6:40 PM Nouveau Blog =D : PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE PURPLExGRAVE Fais moi plaisir, commente moi...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Deadly Mickey.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/651c710a/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C143911130A50EDeadly0EMickey0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Je crois qu'on a tous quelque chose de fané à l'interieur. Comme quelque chose de cassé mais qu'on préfère oublier. Comme une fleur. Les personnes mettent du temps à...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/651c710a/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1696362762/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1696362762/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1696362762/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1696362762/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1439111305-Deadly-Mickey.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-19T16:45:27Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1439111305-Deadly-Mickey.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1439111305.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Je crois qu&#039;on a tous quelque chose de fané à l&#039;interieur. Comme quelque chose de cassé mais qu&#039;on préfère oublier. Comme une fleur. Les personnes mettent du temps à...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>"I live in a Beautiful Place"</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/633aad5a/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C11462817860EI0Elive0Ein0Ea0EBeautiful0EPlace0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/633aad5a/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1664789850/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1664789850/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1664789850/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1664789850/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1146281786-I-live-in-a-Beautiful-Place.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-07-30T19:40:07Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1146281786-I-live-in-a-Beautiful-Place.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1146281786.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Death Note</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1b045d90/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C1126360A260A0EDeath0ENote0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&amp;#9829; &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1b045d90/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/453270928/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/453270928/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/453270928/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/453270928/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1126360260-Death-Note.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-08-08T16:10:19Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1126360260-Death-Note.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1126360260.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> &amp;#9829; </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>SUR LA PHOTO QUALITE WEBCAM C'EST MA GRATTE &amp; MOI. &lt;33</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1393b248/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C11113582560ESUR0ELA0EPHOTO0EQUALITE0EWEBCAM0EC0EEST0EMA0EGRATTE0E0G0EMOI0E330Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"TEXTE REMIXE! Putain, mais, j'ai pas changé quoi !" Je suis née un 2 janvier par un temps froid. Comme mon caractère diront certains alors que d'autres affirment le...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/1393b248/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/328446536/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/328446536/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/328446536/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/328446536/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1111358256-SUR-LA-PHOTO-QUALITE-WEBCAM-C-EST-MA-GRATTE-&amp;-MOI-33.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-08-25T19:48:16Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1111358256-SUR-LA-PHOTO-QUALITE-WEBCAM-C-EST-MA-GRATTE-&amp;-MOI-33.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1111358256.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> &quot;TEXTE REMIXE! Putain, mais, j&#039;ai pas changé quoi !&quot; Je suis née un 2 janvier par un temps froid. Comme mon caractère diront certains alors que d&#039;autres affirment le...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>My Favourite Song &amp;#9829;</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5bd0fd5b/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C10A370A143240EMy0EFavourite0ESong0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/5bd0fd5b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1540423003/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1540423003/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1540423003/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1540423003/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1037014324-My-Favourite-Song.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-07-30T20:09:31Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1037014324-My-Favourite-Song.html"><img align="left" src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/T2rlX0rF2oE/0.jpg" alt="" width="150" /></a> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Même si tu sais déjà tout...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/740e3614/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C10A16831260A0EMeme0Esi0Etu0Esais0Edeja0Etout0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Mon Amour, sais tu à quel point je t'aime? Je ne suis bien qu'avec toi, tu sais. Tu es irremplaçable. Je t'aime tellement. &amp; sache que je serais toujours là pour...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/740e3614/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1947088404/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1947088404/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1947088404/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1947088404/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1016831260-Meme-si-tu-sais-deja-tout.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-07-30T19:57:32Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1016831260-Meme-si-tu-sais-deja-tout.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1016831260.3.jpg" alt="" /></a> Mon Amour, sais tu à quel point je t&#039;aime? Je ne suis bien qu&#039;avec toi, tu sais. Tu es irremplaçable. Je t&#039;aime tellement. &amp; sache que je serais toujours là pour...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>"Letter for Dear J- , Dear L- , &amp; Dear C-."</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/69bf9da2/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C10A0A710A43620ELetter0Efor0EDear0EJ0EDear0EL0E0G0EDear0EC0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>PART 1 : Questions. Dear J- , Dear L- , &amp; Dear C- , [ How to say that ? *I miss U* I esper you'll ever be mine. You know, there's nothing wrong with you. How to say...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/69bf9da2/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1774165410/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1774165410/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1774165410/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1774165410/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1007104362-Letter-for-Dear-J-Dear-L-&amp;-Dear-C.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-06-28T00:02:17Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/1007104362-Letter-for-Dear-J-Dear-L-&amp;-Dear-C.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.1007104362.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> PART 1 : Questions. Dear J- , Dear L- , &amp; Dear C- , [ How to say that ? *I miss U* I esper you&#039;ll ever be mine. You know, there&#039;s nothing wrong with you. How to say...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>X-I'm Your Nigthmare-X</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/69d0ce83/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C952419620A0EX0EI0Em0EYour0ENigthmare0EX0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"Et il cita, la fin du Corbeau d'Edgar Poe comme constat : "Et mon Ame, de cette Ombre qui gîte Flottante à Terre ne s&amp;#8217;élèvera - Jamais plus." " &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/69d0ce83/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1775292035/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1775292035/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1775292035/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1775292035/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/952419620-X-I-m-Your-Nigthmare-X.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-07-30T14:46:03Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/952419620-X-I-m-Your-Nigthmare-X.html"><img align="left" src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/iUOlTEQM4Tg/0.jpg" alt="" width="150" /></a> &quot;Et il cita, la fin du Corbeau d&#039;Edgar Poe comme constat : &quot;Et mon Ame, de cette Ombre qui gîte Flottante à Terre ne s&amp;#8217;élèvera - Jamais plus.&quot; &quot; </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Cry Baby, Cry.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/15e52c4b/l/0Lxx0Eem0A0Epsych0A0Exx0Bskyrock0N0C54440A55930ECry0EBaby0ECry0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>THANK YOU =P Le mot de la fin ? &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/15e52c4b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/367340619/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/367340619/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/367340619/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/367340619/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/544405593-Cry-Baby-Cry.html</guid><dc:creator>xx-em0-psych0-xx</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-02T21:27:41Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://xx-em0-psych0-xx.skyrock.com/544405593-Cry-Baby-Cry.html"><img align="left" src="http://31.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/xx-em0-psych0-xx.19198431.544405593.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> THANK YOU =P Le mot de la fin ? </p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
