Hai una firma troppo ganza.
In ogni caso, il font mi piace e mo me lo scarico.
Ricorda un pò il mio medico quando scrive ricette dopo
aver bevuto e... nonononono scherzo scherzo
Ma ti sei impegnato a scrivere bene, dì le cose come stanno !!! Di solito la tua scrittura assomglia a quella di un medico ubriaco !
Ha ragione Bru cmnq... bel concept
( vado a memoria che non c'ho il testo a portata di mona...ehm, mano)
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth, (?) void of our digression (?) such an awful tering sound, with this measure only equal by the power of my stare wearing over you and over you thi feeling of despair is never wearing out....... ehm così non ha molto senso...diciamo pure che ho scritto delle parole a caso
"Walking away. It's not the same as running. Is it to you know that you've run in this ground. And you say take this. This medicine is just what you deserve. Swallow, choke, and die.
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth. One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound. With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out.
It's wearing off and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart and a head to match. The bottle is waiting the cap is twisted begging to be used and so are you. "
{This Bitter Pill - Dashboard COnfessional}
In ogni caso, il font mi piace e mo me lo scarico.
Ricorda un pò il mio medico quando scrive ricette dopo
aver bevuto e... nonononono scherzo scherzo
Andrea
Ha ragione Bru cmnq... bel concept
Grazie!
( vado a memoria che non c'ho il testo a portata di mona...ehm, mano)
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth, (?) void of our digression (?) such an awful tering sound, with this measure only equal by the power of my stare wearing over you and over you thi feeling of despair is never wearing out....... ehm
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth. One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound. With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out.
It's wearing off and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart and a head to match. The bottle is waiting the cap is twisted begging to be used and so are you. "
{This Bitter Pill - Dashboard COnfessional}
... ma che scrittura bobo'
still a cool font tho'