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RocknRolla

people ask a question what's a RocknRolla? and I tell them it's not about drums, drugs and hospital drips. oh, no. there's more there than that, my friend. we all like a bit of the good life. some, the money. some the drugs. others the sex game, the glamour or the fame. But a RocknRolla, oh, he's different. Why? because a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot.

pain

You always ask 'why?'  Even if the answer is so obvious and you already know it.  But you hate pain. You would do anything to avoid it.  And here we have the area of illusion.  So many times you know what's coming but still, you are taking this route. You know the consequences, the price, but you are always surprised or disappointed.  Fascinating I heard you appreciating me but you'd rather not suffer. "I like getting better but I'd rather not get hurt on the first place". So funny.  Who made you do things you did?  Amazing creativity with blaming others.  You blame the Boss or you blame Lucy.  Not sure about them but I'm always  impressed with your twisted way of thinking. You blame the closest people or your made up 'life's circumstances'.  I'm not here to prove that most of your suffering you are bringing upon yourself.  I am just fascinated by you. And I'm happy to bring you healing. Glad to see you getting bet...

introduction

hi the reason I'm writing to you is simple. I like you. seriously. I will tell you everything I want to tell you but you can also ask me questions. the introduction is not necessary. I know you and most of you know me. it's just you hardly can see me. every time you hurt and recover, this is where we meet. healing, getting better... that's my directives; make you whole again. 

jack sparrow

Obraz
If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it. And did I happen to mention he's in love? With a girl. Due to be married. Betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him would only be half as cruel as actually allowing them to be joined in holy matrimony. Eh? Barbossa- the world used to be a bigger place Jack- the world's still the same. there's just...less in it.

picture of dorian grey

"Children begin by loving their parents ; as they grow older they judge them ; sometimes they forgive them." "I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life." "Pleasure is Nature's test, her sign of approval. When we are happy we are always good, but when we are good we are not always happy."

tajemnice barcelony

Cloé i Balatasar mieli swój własny kodeks honorowy: likwidowali wyłącznie szumowiny i uwalniali miasto od zbirów, mętów, świętoszków, fanatyków, zatwardziałych dogmatyków i wszelkiego typu kretynów, którzy-w imię sztandarów, bogów, języków, ras lub jakiejkolwiek innej mierzwy kamuflującej ich własną zachłanność i nikczemność-czynili z tego świata miejsce dla innych nieznośne.

"to nie tak jak myślisz kotku"

Obraz
"obudź swoją lewą półkulę, będziesz weselszy!" - Jak wyglądała moja żona? No, jak?!  - No... Normalnie - To znaczy? - To znaczy jak pańska żona - To znaczy jak? - Była taka jasna....pogodna, taka...promienna - To nie była ona. Bazyl: Bazyl... Nie żyje! Dr Hoffman: Jak to nie żyje? Bazyl: Wyskoczył z okna...nie wiem... Dr Hoffman: Boże! I leży na ulicy? Bazyl: Nie. Wczołgał się schodami przeciwpożarowymi....i leży tam w swoim pokoiku... Shrek: Jak to...wczołgał? Bazyl: Tak się podobno robi w okolicach Poczdamu. Shrek: Pierwsze słyszę. Dr Hoffman: W okolicach Poczdamu tak się robi.