It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.

That was our old friend Albert, by the way.

A group in which only good friends of 'moi' are allowed! We... uh... do ♥♥♥♥. Have a lovely day, and always remember: 'Carpe diem', etc. >~<

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WE ARE BEST FRIENDS :D

7 Tháng 05, 2014 - misaligned | 2 bình luận

Well, I did the BBF-quiz[www.gurl.com] with Max.

My result
Siamese Twins
Now that's a connection. It's really great that you and your BFF are so close -- but do you two really need to do EVERYTHING together? Gain a little independence, and your friendship will grow because you'll have new things to talk about!

His result
BEST FRIENDS YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

I feel good :D

Greetings,
Jαηє Ɗσє AND THAT ♥♥♥♥♥ MAX WHO EDITED THIS ♥♥♥♥ <3

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Rebel, Rebel - Bowie

5 Tháng 05, 2014 - misaligned | 0 bình luận

You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe your hair's alright
Hey babe let's go out tonight
You like me and I like it all
We like dancin' and we look divine
You love bands when they're playin' hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel, rebel you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so

You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe your hair's alright
Hey babe let's stay out tonight
You like me and I like it all
We like dancin' and we look divine
You love bands when they're playin' hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel, rebel you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so

Rebel, rebel you've torn your dress
Rebel, rebel your face is a mess
Rebel, rebel how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so

You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of 'ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes

And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
(Rebel, rebel)
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
(Rebel, rebel)

So what you wanna know?
Calamity's child, child, chi-child
(Rebel, rebel)
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too
'Cause you've torn your dress
(Rebel, rebel)
And your face is a mess
Ohh your face is a mess
(Rebel, rebel)
Ohh, ohh so how could they know?
Eh, eh how could they know?
(Rebel, rebel)