tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57674837358698007.post-88369722469328679702008-07-05T21:10:00.009+02:002008-07-07T20:18:42.297+02:002008-07-07T20:18:42.297+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TeBNjnWFWu0/SG_Jx1WG4pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lNrpHgIvOqk/s1600-h/ELEAONE.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_TeBNjnWFWu0/SG_Jx1WG4pI/AAAAAAAAAVs/lNrpHgIvOqk/s400/ELEAONE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219612351116272274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">copyleft eleaone.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Big time cliché.</span><br /><br />Pas trop de temps. Mais une soudaine envie de vous dire que demain ressemblera à ce que vous en faites aujourd'hui :<br /><br />Se prendre la tête ou laisser couler.<br />Tirer la gueule par principe, ou sourire.<br />Regarder de haut, ou accueillir.<br /><br />Ça sonne cliché, mais vous êtes demain (lol)<br />Burnt skin, beat, smelly, slightly pissed, mad happy still !<div class="blogger-post-footer">Come share your thoughts.</div>ELEAONEnoreply@blogger.com1