:: Thursday, October 07, 2004 ::

I hope you feel better today.
I hate my pms.
I am tired, really tired.
I play on a club tomorrow.
I have to go to the shrink today.
I need lots of sleep and pampering.
I will have dinner with my dad, soon.
I am listening to Velvet Revolver.
I will marry Scott Weiland if you give up on me. :P

You can make my shitty day happier.
You are a mongoloid, tho I love you.
You have to come here quick!

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 5:12 PM [+] ::
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Now I wear braces, and you are free to say "I don't date teenagers"! hahahaha
I'm talking like South Park's Stan's sister, you know? It sucks. I mean, it shucksh.
This week will be a blast: tha Satan Dealers tour starts, and I'll have so much to do, but also, so many parties to go. :)
Making contacts and having fun, so we can live well when you come.
I love you so much, be good hunny!

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 2:08 PM [+] ::
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Have you fed your mongoloid today?

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 7:28 PM [+] ::
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There is always something to make my day brighter.
Lately, it has been you msn box blinking on my screen.
Love you, love

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 7:04 PM [+] ::
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I came all the way from Floripa, 12 tiring hours, thinking of you, and how I want us to live happily ever after. That may sound cheesy, but the truth is that I can't take anymore of all that crap I've been taking lately.
Feels like nothing else fits completely. Nothing, no situation, no person, no feeling that isn't related to you.
I spent the whole morning crying over a stupid argument I had with my ex. Nevermind the reasons, all I can say is that you would never even think of doing all he's done to me, emotionally. You may have your insecurities and traumas, but I'd bet my arm you would be careful with my feelings, as much as I'd be to yours.
And I believe in it so badly, it scares me sometimes. Will I make you happy? Always? Even when I turn into a monster - and I know how bad I can get - ? All these questions will last until the day you come, and then we'll see. But I'm sure of one thing: watching you, talking to you or even chatting give me a peace I cannot find in anything else. You calm me down and give me hope, and that's what I've been needing lately.
I love you so much that I guess no one has ever granted you what I grant. Love me back as you do, and we'll get what we need to be happy: ourselves.

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 4:05 PM [+] ::
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Of all the boys I've known and I've known some
Until I first met you I was lonesome
And when you came in sight, dear my heart grew light
And this ol' world seemed new to me

You're really swell, I have to admit you
These are the expressions that really fit you
And so I've racked my brain, hoping to explain
All the things that you do to me

Bei Mir Bist Du Schon, please let me explain
Bei Mir Bist Du Schon, means you're grand
Bei Mir Bist Du Schon, again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the la-a-a-and

I could say bella bella, even sir-ir wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, Bei Mir Bist Du Schon
So kiss me and say you understand

Bei Mir Bist Du Schon
You've heard it all before but let me try to explain
Bei Mir Bist Du Schon, means that you're grand
Bei Mir Bist Du Schon
It's such an old refrain and yet I should explainI
t means I am begging for your hand

I could say bella bella, even sir-ir wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are

**Re-dee, re-dee, re-dee, re-dee, re-dee, re-dee
I could say bella bella, even sir-ir wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I've tried to explain, Bei Mir Bist Du Schon
So kiss me and say that you will understand...

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 6:54 PM [+] ::
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You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher Feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later We'll invent new four letter words You are the bitter, I am the sweet Run through the fields, sing with the birds You are the griddle, I am the meat I'll turn you on like the electric company You are the bitter, I am the sweet Flick on the switch and light your pilot light You are the griddle, I am the meat You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher Feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later We'll laugh away our golden years You are the bitter, I am the sweet We'll line the clouds with silver tears You are the griddle, I am the meat You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher Feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later You and me are the disease and the germs are spreading Use me like listerine, keeping your breath fresher Feel the stroke of your paintbrush, my blank sheet of paper I'm your book of the month, read the fine print later You are the bitter, I am the sweet You are the griddle, I am the meat You are the trick, I am the treat You are the circus, I am the freak

:: Love you, Bia Bonduki 3:23 PM [+] ::
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