Lostinspace

DeRank : 2,97
DeAge™ : 7566 days • Here since 20 september 2005
Dream Theater Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence
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I was missing a nice review on drimtìata. God, how I missed it. Like when on Christmas Eve I couldn't sleep waiting for the gifts. Like when shit peeks out from the sphincter. Those 60/70 millimeters, nothing more. If it's soft, you tattoo your underwear with a nice flourish. Like when I refresh du Debbaisero and find out that there's still someone who wants to say something. About something. For something. Something, damn it.
Piero Scaruffi Una Storia della Musica Rock
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Chinotto is chinotto. How can you argue with that? I'm going to get myself a nice chinotto. Take that.
Antonio Polito Contro i papà
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Screw it, right?
Muse The 2nd Law
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Damn, but it was my own doing, I swear.
Muse The 2nd Law
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As when the grammar and the dyslexia mentioned above spoil a post like the one above. As when.
Muse The 2nd Law
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Monday trackbaitrack is like the sea in winter, like certain early mornings when the pharmacies' clocks say 1°, like when beauty fades over time, like when you tread on a carpet of yellowed leaves, like when you step in dog shit and dirty the new carpet, like when you fart and stain the new light-colored Celio boxers that this time you bought for 13 euros and 99 cents just like that. Like when it’s raining outside. Like when.
U2 All That You Can't Leave Behind
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Another memorable tracbaitrac. The satisfactions, the emotions never end. I have one that tickles my scrotum. before an explosive fart. Total well-being.
Alicia Keys Girl On Fire
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Alice Keys. Alice, keys? Nomen omen. Beautiful review, beautiful artist, just like today's weather. For several days, my insides have been boiling, producing dark and deep sounds. The above-mentioned tracbaitrac has stirred something violent within me. Now the stench erupting from my sphincter takes on a certain roundness. I adore roundness.
Rihanna Unapologetic
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Today I'm feeling a bit like this. You might have had that kind of mood too. You might have experienced that mood that messes up your underwear. Every now and then. I am messy. The shit always flows beneath my windows overlooking tomorrow, a future that has little of the present and a lot of staleness. Today I'm feeling a bit like this. I'm off. Think of me if you can. But only if you can.
Pink Floyd The Final Cut
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After all these new releases in 2012, a gift from Pink Floyd was just what we needed: a new album to listen to. They'll be on tour in 2013, for God's sake?