Yes, it can be Pensive's short form.
As I sing a song, comes someone who loves to be wrong!
Yes, it can be Pensive's short form.
As I sing a song, comes someone who loves to be wrong!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
im never wrong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pensive or amius :-) again
We can never know what to want, because living only one life we can neither compare it with our previous lives, nor perfect it in our lives to come'
Milan Kundera,The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Parce que c'est toi, parce que c'est moi
Yes.
And again, I predict:
As I sing a song, comes someone who loves to be wrong!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
wrong again. stil me! dont start a career as a fortune teller!
next is pensive who is wrong.
We can never know what to want, because living only one life we can neither compare it with our previous lives, nor perfect it in our lives to come'
Milan Kundera,The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Parce que c'est toi, parce que c'est moi
Nope, sorry. It's me!
Next is optimisticnad
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
how did you know!
hi! never seen you around here and yet ur not exactly new.
We can never know what to want, because living only one life we can neither compare it with our previous lives, nor perfect it in our lives to come'
Milan Kundera,The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Parce que c'est toi, parce que c'est moi
During the summer I never really have time to get on, but now that school started again, I can be online more often.
I take it you will now post.
I am the music floating free, I am the puppet trapped in the box... I am the cascades flowing tranquilly, I am the lava bursting from the mouth of the volcano... I am the rose blooming in a winter storm, I am the frost-bite on your finger in June... I am knowledge, I am ignorance... I am full of likenesses, I am full of contradictions.
~Me
u r a clever....girl?
wel im back to uni and getting less time to spend here!! i have no life-as someone rightly stated about everyone here.
We can never know what to want, because living only one life we can neither compare it with our previous lives, nor perfect it in our lives to come'
Milan Kundera,The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Parce que c'est toi, parce que c'est moi
failing to predict me as the next person to drop by means you are wrong.
Next, optimism herself.
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
Yes I try to be optimistic
Next is Aimus.
no he isn't!
Next is madhuri
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
Not really.
Next is someone who will like to be queen/king of mars.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
I have the capability
Next is not a king or a queen.
wrong, it's a king.
Next: Madhuri, would be ruler, so she can wear a shiny crown.
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
It isn't Madhuri.
Next will be someone who love to eat Apricots!
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
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