Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 25 people and include me. You can’t use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. It might be harder than you think! Repost as “my life according to _______”.
Are you a male or female: Senor Payaso
Describe where you currently live: Te Invito A Mi Fiesta
If you could go anywhere, where would you go: En El Vaticano
Your favorite form of transportation: Tripulacion, Amar Toboganes
Your best friend is: Abigail
Your favorite color is: Martirio de Oro
What’s the weather like:
Mi Huracan llevaba tu Nombre
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called: promecas/decepciones
What life is to you:
Corazon De Un Cuento Roto
Your current relationship: Si Supieras
Breaking up: Estoy Mas Solo Que Ayer, Pero Menos Que Manana
Looking for: El Cuello Perfect xD
Wouldn’t mind: Un Tipo De Indulgencia
Your fear: Quiciera No Pensar
What is the best advice you can give: Ya No Es Suficiente Lamentar
My soul’s present condition: Pathetica
If you could change your name, what would you change it to: El Gran McGee
So yes, I’m a fan of Scott Pilgrim, but I cant really say I’m a harcore fan, although I really love the series. Now I only have about 2 weeks to make it clear that I am a hardcore fan, so I need to order the damn books. Ugh, money money mooney…..lol wtf is this Kingdom Hearts? Anyways, for these next few weeks I’ll be making a big deal over Scott Pilgrim, and about Starcraft 2 >.> cuz you know….I’m like the best at Zerg in South Texas >.> ZERG RUSH KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKKEKEKE!
It lies deep within each one of us. It’s a fragile curious part of ourselves. Some set it free others lock it within themselves. It is not something that must be kept from others, but I understand why some refuse to let it out. Those two kind of people have a big one. Those whom set it free are strong enough to share it with others. Those whom hide it keep it safe and let it grow for that special someone. Mines different though. Maybe it used to be big and warm like everyone else’s, but as long as I can remember, it’s always been small and cold… Like a shattered piece of glass. All but tiny shards remain scattered, damaged, neglected. However, even though it is no longer in one piece, it is still there. Even though time has refused to heal it, it refuses to melt away. It lies deep within myself in a deep slumber, neglected. Even though it is inside me, I can no longer feel it. It lies buried underneath painful memories I dare not see. So please, I beg of you, for my sake. Even though it stopped beating along time ago, never forget, that I too have a heart…..