Coccoon

Wish

May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.

AnarCHY

“Anarchism stands for the liberation of the human mind from the dominion of religion and liberation of the human body from the coercion of property; liberation from the shackles and restraint of government. It stands for a social order based on the free grouping of individuals…”
― Emma Goldman

When we take action to avenge the ones we love, personal justice collides with social and divine justice.

We become judge, jury and god.

With that choice comes daunting responsibility. Some men cave under that weight, others abuse the momentum.

The true outlaw finds the balance between the passion in his heart and the reason in his mind. The solution is always an equal mix of might and right.

The paradox that is

“There are dreamers and there are realists in this world. You’d think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists, but more often then not, the opposite is true. You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun. And the realists? Well, without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.”

Eνα εκατομμύριο αστέρια φωτίζουν ό,τι μ' έχει πληγώσει

Σαν κατεψυγμένα κρέατα πουλιούνται τα πρότυπα
ταυτιζόμαστε με ήρωες κι αλλάζουμε πρόσωπα..

πολύ αργά καταλαβαίνουμε πως ήταν σα μια στύση που πέφτει

ένα εκατομμύριο στερεότυπα που δεν έχουν πια καμιά γεύση
με κάνουν ν' απορώ πώς στεκόμαστε αδιάφοροι στο ψέμα
γιατί χάνουμε χρόνο όταν μέσα μας τρέχει το αίμα

σαν οδοντόπαστες λιώνουμε μπροστά απ' την τηλεόραση
κοιτάμε εικόνες έχοντας χάσει την αρχική όραση..

η αγάπη μάς διαφεύγει κι αντί γι' αυτό..

χρησιμοποιούμε το σεξ για ν' αποφύγουμε τις σχέσεις

Civilian

I am nothing without pretend

  I know my faults ... can't live with them

I'outro

My blond hair dreaded after a long night
Dejavu, I think I said this in another life

In another form
I was a witch, a slave, the master, my crown adorned

We're sexually repressed
Look at the popularity of porn

And everything we eat
is made of genetically processed corn
and chicken, its crippling, and rather sickening'

But also leaves me, somewhat awe stricken
The victim she's dead
I hung her, then said
Its time to start again, but first, please tell me
All about where you've been

But I'ma break out and take my fake out and take the drake route
minus the deal and the mass appeal

I'm speakin from the subconscious beyond what some may think is real

I will insinuate, communicate and elevate until everyone has freedom they could celebrate

I vow to be expressive, You know ultimately some privilege can be repressive

And I came into this world without the imprint
not feeling I could trust no matter how much time was spent

My mamma, never left my paragraph indent
But it was heaven sent, and just how it should be
And through my own prison, I'm diggin out a path to free
And, in the meantime or in between time,

I might be drinking wine then freaking out then coming back to fine.

Just to make sure you got the right impression of what I'm here to do

I know you wanna hate me rr date rape me or make fun or call me flakey
But just consider a book falls apart without its cover

We all come in strange packages, we must discover
The undercover, meaning deep inside each other

Why do you think its so easy to call someone greasy or skeezy or cheesy or sleazy
But saying I luv you ain't easy

In fact some says it's hard cause this is a prison planet and we are all at large
But the beings have entered to put the many back in charge

Illuminati knowledge of a few is now there for the masses
The drastic, the shakin asses, the high to lower Classes
Teachin a new magic in another fashion

You ain't gotta have money to know that you could make it
Or be aware of heart to know that you could break

My impatient being will not allow for dreaming without evidence
Know that I tested it and measured it and then went back to re-tether it

I promise just consider all these things, all the joy that it could bring
To free yourself from past strings

Cause the truth is in your heart

Feel the pound we are bound
By an interest to be found, to be loved to be free and to have fun and to this end
I am here as your servant of evolution..

will you be my friend
until we, meet again?

No lies, just love

it has to start somewhere

it has to start sometime

what better place than here?

what better time than now?

dON;T

and don't u know im not your ghost?

you lost the love i moved the most

and who do you think you are, running round leaving scars

collecting your jar of hearts, and tearing love apart?

your gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul, so don't come back for me

who do you think you are.

* i wish i had missed the first time that we kissed

Bunraku

A pure soul is like pure water.. and pure water has no shade & no colour.

It only reflects what stands next to; its durt, wind & salt that gives it character.

*and thats all that mattered to me today, have a nice evening.

Love is temporary.. hope is eternal

Only Breath

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu

Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion

or cultural system. I am not from the East

or the West, not out of the ocean or up

from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not

composed of elements at all. I do not exist,

am not an entity in this world or in the next,

did not descend from Adam and Eve or any

origin story. My place is placeless, a trace

of the traceless. Neither body or soul.

I belong to the beloved, have seen the two

worlds as one and that one call to and know,

first, last, outer, inner, only that

breath breathing human being.

A tast of stock-market chaos

Burn

In the burning ..

I open my soul to awakening,

I plant my roots in the divine

The smoke will carry away ..

My judgements, my impatience, my worries,

my emotional poison, my envy & jealousy,

my anger, my resentment, my stubbornness,

MY EGO ..

and from the ashes I Arise Anew

I arrive with you..

De clutter

Things, thoughts, mental barriers or even people physically/or mentally have to go in order to give way for the new.

Sometimes its the only way to make way to grow and be thus able once again (free from everything that used to hold you back) to experience and fully commit to the new and unexpected thats around the corner.

De clutter e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. ; anything or anyone that un-suits you, everything that sets you back and keeps you bounded.

De clutter .

Thats my advise for the day..

Need of Change

Lets just hope that the large global change happening in 2012 that the Mayans foresaw is the collapse of the global market system that we have been living with all these years.

It would certainly change the world.

Thats all from me tonight,

have a nice evening.

...

Its worse when the heart cries instead of the eyes..

H-57 typodesign

“Typodesign Strips,” the studio’s collaboration with the culture website First Floor Under, are a collection of whimsical, non-comprehensive, and somewhat revisionist posters that outline the basic life stories of people like Marie Antoinette, Jesus, and Adolf Hitler, in pictograms.

*For more complicated histories, certain stages will be elaborated on in vertical space. In some cases, the number “3” (raised to the third power) represents larger quantities--soldiers, spaceships, or repeated actions.

Tree of Life

The nuns taught us there were two ways through life - the way of nature and the way of grace. You have to choose which one you'll follow. Grace doesn't try to please itself. Accepts being slighted, forgotten, disliked. Accepts insults and injuries.

Nature only wants to please itself. Get others to please it too. Likes to lord it over them. To have its own way. It finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it. And love is smiling through all things.

The nuns taught us that no one who loves the way of grace ever comes to a bad end.

I will be true to you. Whatever comes.

*The only way to be happy is to love. Unless you love, your life will flash by.

Because

Because the world is round it turns me on

Because the wind is high it blows my mind

Love is all, love is new .. Love is all, love is you !

Just a mirror for the sun.. ;)

Innocence

Officially screwed

All women want to find a young prince charming, a.k.a the man who will commit, and father their children.

The probability dictating that most of us will not be 'the lucky ones' has everything to do with the shift in todays society's sex ratios [and not with 'happy ends and fairytales are for children' bull*sh*t excuse my French] that was previously thought.

The way I see it , there is one and only one solution to our problem!

So women EVERYWHERE gather close and listen well !!!


The ones that consider their selves lucky enough to have a prince/ or a frog to call 'my other half', owe it to the rest of the female population to ......


START PRODUCING MORE BLODDY SONS!!!!


*Thats the only way forward. Studies have been published, statistics don't lie.


In our society today ,males have low sex ratio (in plain english: they are far less than women) in the population THUS ---->


and i quote:


'Young men in low sex ratio populations have lower marital rates than their peers in high sex ratio populations, whereas older men in low sex ratio populations are more likely to be married than their counterparts in high sex ratio populations. In young adulthood, men appear to use their relative scarcity in low sex ratio populations to their advantage for short-term relationships. In older adulthood, men appear to leverage their relative scarcity to increase their chances of marriage.'

WE HAVE TO SHIFT THESE FREAKING RATIOS AROUND & PRONTO!!!!


I've shown you the way

Go now and do whats right.

and may the force be with you...

Where is the love

English summer rain

Always stays the same ...

***UHG***

My wrath is as fearsome as my countenance is splendid !!

The Rules to be Happy :

Rule 0001: Try and fail, don't fail to try

Rule 0002: Be content with what you have

Rule 0003: Smile

Rule 0004: Give yourself a rest

Rule 0005: Make the best out of everything

Rule 0006: Follow your heart

Rule 0007: Trust God

Rule 0008: Forgive and forget

Rule 0009: Read a Book

Rule 0010: Laugh

Rule 0011: Be yourself

Rule 0012: Live as if it is the end of the world

Rule 0013: Let your imagination be the limit

Rule 0014: Love someone but save something for yourself

Rule 0015: Keep calm and carry on

Rule 0016: Let other people help you

Rule 0017: Eat some ice-cream

Rule 0018: Learn how to be independent

Rule 0019: Count the good things not the bad ones

Rule 0020: Listen to music

Rule 0021: Believe that you are beautiful

Rule 0022: Free your heart from hatred

Rule 0023: Challenge yourself

Rule 0024: Travel

Rule 0025: No lies, just Love

What will you protect?

How Facebook affects you and your relationships

Stay creative !!

29 WAYS TO STAY CREATIVE from TO-FU on Vimeo.

We got it covered

Enough said

I believe that inherent within the God-given right to the pursuit of happiness, is the equally God-given right to the pursuit of unhappiness.

That is why I support gay marriage.

Well..

*Mr. Misogyny's
Tips For Breaking Through
the Glass Ceiling

SHRILL BAD, DUSKY GOOD: No man can happily work or vote for a woman whose voice sounds like a mom or wife yelling at him. Whether running a Fortune Five Hundred company or running for office, women should practice speaking like Kathleen Turner in Body Heat. (If you have small children present, rent Who Framed Roger Rabbit and check out Jessica Rabbit.) POWER WORDS: Down through the ages there have been secret words and phrases that a select group of women have known and used to give them control over men. Use them wisely and you'll be on the other side of that glass ceiling before you know it. A short list includes: panties, huge, amazing and "anything you want, just hurry." For increased effectiveness, say these power words like Kathleen Turner. BOOBS: If you got' em, flaunt' em. If you don't got' em, buy' em. (CAUTION: This will cause other women to hate you. Do not despair. Once you and your terrific rack are running things, you can fire the jealous bitches.) POLITICALLY CORRECT FLIRTING: There is no such thing. That being said, if, by subtle words or actions, you can make a man feel sexually viable, he will act like a fool and you can steal his job. If you think that's cruel, you're not ready to break through the glass ceiling and should instead consider marrying a fat guy with hedge fund money and a history of confusing his erection pills with his heart medication.

* The views and opinions of Mr. Misogyny are not endorsed, held, or shared byElle, anyone who works for Elle, or any of her friends, neighbors and relatives.

Adventure

“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world.
The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it.
Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness.
In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both.
This will change you.
Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” – Mark Jenkins

Όλα από μία πόρτα περνάνε..

Τα σπίτια φυτρώνουν και αυτά σαν τα λουλούδια
Μαραίνονται και αυτά με τα χρόνια, σαν τα λουλούδια
Άμα παίζαμε το video της ζωή μας γρήγορα, θα μέναμε εκστατικοί
Μπαίνεις για πρώτη φορά στο σπίτι σου αγκαλιά στα χέρια, μόλις γεννιέσαι
Βγαίνεις μετά, αγκαλιά στα χέρια ή με το καρότσι
Μετά με τα παπούτσια σου, τα πρώτα
Μετά με ένα παιχνίδι στο χέρι και έναν σκούφο μέχρι τα μάτια, και το άλλο χέρι στο χέρι των γονιών
Μετά κρατάς μία σάκα
Μετά μόνο τα κλειδιά και ένα πουλόβερ «Που ήσουνα τόσες ώρες»; «Άσε με μάνα!»

Και από εκεί και μετά όλο και κάτι κρατάς.. Την πρώτη σου βαλίτσα για την εκδρομή
Τον πρώτο σου έρωτα, τον φέρνεις σπίτι όταν λείπουν οι δικοί σου
Μετά κρατάς το παιδί σου, εσύ και το φέρνεις
Μετά κρατά τους δικούς σου, που μεγάλωσαν και τους πας όπου θέλουν
Μετά κρατάς το στόμα σου κλειστό και λες λίγα
Μετά κρατάς τα έπιπλα για να περπατήσεις

Όλα από μία πόρτα Περνάνε, όλα περνάνε
Η ζωή η ίδια είναι ένα πέρασμα
Περνάς καλά; Να περάσεις καλά! ..Περαστικά, περαστικός..
Περαστικός ήμουν... Έτσι έπρεπε να λέει ο έρωτας όταν έρχεται και σε βρίσκει
..Απροειδοποίητα... και εμείς του λέμε περάστε




Λίνα Νικολακοπούλου

And so the story goes ..

They weren't not in love. It's just that the subject, as such, never really came up. It kind of loomed over them like a blissfully stupid cloud. The love cloud.

Guaranteed to rain on your brain, 'til you're moanin' with seratonin.
Maybe what was happening was that they were in love with the idea of being in love. But that's still love, right? Instead of loving each other, they loved an idea. An aspiration. A wish. The other person was more or less of an afterthought. Somewhat expendable, or at the very least, interchangeable.

I love that you make me feel like I'm in love. You, on the other hand, I can take or leave.
Of course, it was just a matter of time before the truth of each other, the hard fact of their unique selfness, their one-of-a-kind snow-flakiness, became unavoidable.

I may be a broken toy, but you are a Chinese crib factory that uses lead paint.
Saying goodbye in these circumstances is always very awkward.

"I just had your car towed."

"That's okay, those Flip videos I
said I erased are now on the internet."

Oy vey ..

We tell ourselves stories. We weave together different plot lines, wondering if the outcome of the story might be different were we to have done or said something other than what we had done or said, all the while knowing that the various alternative outcomes are just more stories - fictions meant to distract us from what's actually happening. And so we pause from weaving and commence breathing, gently and non-judgmentally saying hello to what is...

Oy vey.

It is what it is

I hear the phrase "it is what it is" a lot these days. I like it.
The words strike me as an attempt to express a minor epiphany. The speaker is announcing in a casual way that they accurately perceive an unchangeable reality and have accepted it as such. There's no defeat implied, it's just an articulation of consciousness doing its thing.
An evolutionary step forward from "c'est la vie," which implied a weary, apathetic resignation.
Another phrase I've been hearing quite often is, "it's all good." This one really bothers me. A cursory look around would indicate that "it" is not even remotely "all good."





CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS

Up in smoke

Sigmund Freud was an avid pipe smoker. Legend has it that during a lecture he gave about the sexual implications of oral fixations, a mischievous attendee asked him what the unconscious meanings were behind his constant pipe puffing. The great man's answer was, "Sometimes a pipe is just a pipe." Over the years this quote somehow morphed into "Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar." Regardless, the intent is the same. Every once in a while there is no subtext, no hidden meaning. In my own experience I would suggest that "Sometimes a monkey is just a monkey." That being said, I think we can all agree that a cigar is always an ignitable penis.




CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS

What does't kill us ..

What doesn't kill us makes us bitter.

I used to believe that to be both funny and true. Years later I learned that pain could also be the touchstone for personal growth, which of course points back to the original saying, "what doesn't kill us makes us better." Not funny, but perhaps closer to the truth. Or at least the truth I choose to believe in these days. So, having recently experienced a bit of pain, am I better? Well, let's review: I think I'm fairly immune to name-calling now. I'm not sure I could have made that claim a few months ago. I've also come to see that the things I used to think were big deals, are not. Problems appear to be relative. If you have a big one, it makes all the others seem almost charming in comparison. And finally, when your life takes a path you could never have foreseen, it's humbling. In a good way. It's kind of like a friendly reminder from the universe that while you may think you have the starring role in the movie of your life, you're actually just a bit player trying to grab a quesadilla off the craft services table when no one's looking.

So, to sum up: I now have a thicker skin, I'm less likely to sweat the small stuff, and, perhaps most importantly, I have a renewed sense of humility. All in all, better.



CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS

The woman

The woman changes in every moment.. dark becomes light .. but then light becomes dark..

We have no hope in hell to understand this ..

Equals U say?

and I told him what I thought..

she said "the world is too fragile for people to be untrue...

there's too much at stake and life's too short for lies.

And you're the worst kind of person in the world,

because you wasted my heart..."


and he said ..

''We don't love the people we love because they are perfect..

we love the people we love because they 'are'

.. even after they are gone''

Dear _________ !!

Dear movie,
Please don't do anything exciting while I'm gone!
Sincerely, I really gotta pee!

Dear forest animals,
I've been singing for over an hour, where are you?
Sincerely, too lazy to clean the house.


Dear dream,
Please cut to the chase. My alarm clock goes off in 2 minutes, and I don't like cliff hangers.
Sincerely, dreamers.


Dear greasy individuals,
When your hair is water repellant, it's time to take a shower.
Sincerely, my gag reflex.

Dear Noah,
We could have sword you said the ark wasn’t leaving ‘til 5.
Sincerely, Unicorns

Dear Icebergs,
Sorry to hear about the global warming. Karma’s a bitch.
Sincerely, The Titanic

Dear Voldemort
So they screwed up your nose too?
Sincerely, Michael Jackson

Dear Justin Bieber
Ariel would really lover her voice back.
Sincerely, King Triton

Dear Rose
There was definitely room on that raft for the both of us.
Sincerely, Jack


Dear windshield wipers
Can’t touch this.
Sincerely, that little triangle

Dear ''friend'',
Please know that Facebook is a place to reconnect with friends, not to start your own prostitution ring.
Sincerely, sick of looking at the slutty pictures and the desperate statuses.

Dear best friend,
When I die, immediately clear my web history.
Sincerely, seriously, it's important.

Dear Superman,
I feel your pain, we are scared of rocks too.
Sincerely, scissors.

Dear Board of Education,
So are we.
Sincerely, students everywhere.

Dear women who breast feed,
Doesn't feel so good, does it?
Sincerely, cows everywhere.

Dear male population,
Just because you have one, doesn't mean you need to act like one.
Sincerely, the female population.

Dear "my dog ate my homework",
You've been replaced.
Sincerely, "my printer broke."

Dear 72-hour deodorant,
why?
Sincerely, shower.

Dear peanut butter and jelly,
WHY DOESNT ANYONE EVER MENTION ME?!
Sincerely, bread.

Dear heart,
Please stop getting all up in my business. Your job is to pump blood, that's it.
Sincerely, brain.

Dear tectonic plates,
Calm the heck down.
Sincerely, Chile, Haiti, New Zealand, and Japan.

The L word

Πάρτα μωρή άρρωστη..

Ψευτο-ροκάδες με μακριά μαλλιά τραβάνε ζόρια ταυτότητας..

Την είδαν μέντορες στα ξαφνικά, χεστήκαν στα ναρκωτικά... κολλήσαν μες τη νύχτα.

Χλωμοί στο χάραμα, τίποτα δεν λογαριάζουν.

Έμαθαν να χλευάζουν με ατάκες εποχής, την άγνοια και την αμορφοσία τους.

Στην άσχημη ύπαρξη τους, τα ξωτικά τρομάζουν...

Και πάρτα !! Πάρτα μωρή άρρωστη ψυχή και σπάστα ...

όλα τα γαρύφαλλα και βάλτα εκεί που ξέρεις!!!

Σάββας Ισοβήτης

******* Που να'νε τέτοια ώρα η αγάπη μου; ********

Dear you...

***

ΚΗΠΟΣ ΜΕ ΤΙΣ ΑΥΤΑΠΑΤΕΣ..

Ι.

(...)

Ἡ μιὰ πεντάρα σὲ κάνει πλούσιο, οἱ πολλές ποτέ. Ἀνέκαθεν στὸν κόσμο αὐτὸν βασιλεύει μιὰ κάποια ὅπως θα λέγα ἄνισος ἰσομετρία. Το ἴδιο δυναμικὸ καὶ γιὰ τὸ καλὸ καὶ γιὰ τὸ κακὸ ἀπαιτεῖται νὰ καταβληθεῖ, ἀφοῦ τὸ φαρμάκι ἐπενεργεῖ ἀρνητικά, ὅπως ἀκριβῶς το ἀγαθὸν θετικά, πάνω στοὺς ἄλλους, ποὺ ξέρουν νὰ κρατοῦν σωστὰ τὸ κάτοπτρο τῆς καθαρῆς ἀντίληψης, στὴ σχέση τους μὲ τοὺς τρίτους. Εἶναι ὅμως διαφορετικὸ τὸ μῆκος τῶν πεπρωμένων. Θεέ μου, πόσα πολλὰ πράγματα καὶ ν' ἀντιστοιχοῦν μόνο σ' ἕνα σκέτο σπίρτο, ποὺ τὸ τραβᾶς ἐπάνω τους· καὶ νά!

Μόνο μιὰ λάμψη ὁ ἄνθρωπος · κι ἂν εἶδες, εἶδες.

Ὄχι βέβαια τὰ τῆς χρείας, ποὺ ἀχρείαστα νά 'ναι, ἀλλὰ τὰ χαϊδεμένα τῶν αἰσθήσεων, ποὺ τὰ φυλάγει καθένας μας σὲ μιὰ ζεστὴ γωνιὰ τῆς καρδιᾶς του κι ἔχει τὸν λόγο του. Γιὰ κεῖνο τὸ κάτι ξεχωριστὸ ποὺ τὸ καθένα τους προσκομίζει στὸ ὕφος τῆς κοινῆς πατρίδας

Τιμή στὴν ἑλαία γιὰ τὴν ἐγνωσμένη της φρόνηση.

Στὴν λουίζα γιὰ τὴν εὐγενή της καταγωγή καὶ τοὺς λεπτούς της τρόπους.

Στὸ μάρμαρο γιὰ τὸ ἕνα κάτι ἀπόλυτο ποὺ ἀντιπροσωπεύει.

Στὸν πευκώνα, γιὰ τὸ ἁπτό καὶ μή τῆς παρουσίας του.

Στὸ νεράντζι, γιὰ τὸν τρόπο ποὺ ἐπέτυχε δέκα αἰῶνες ἀργότερα νὰ συμπυκνώσει τὴν σκέψη τῶν Ἰώνων.

Στὸν θαλασσινό βράχο, γιὰ τὴν μνήμη τῶν Πατέρων Πάντων.

Στὸ ἁπλῶς κυανό, γιὰ τὸ ἀπείρως παρόμοιο.

ΟΔΥΣΣΕΑΣ ΕΛΥΤΗΣ

Brigitte Bardot poster collection

The 30-Day Song Challenge:

The idea is to share a little bit about yourself by choosing one song a day, for 30 days. Introspection is required, but it sounds like fun. Looking at the list, I can tell that some songs will be easy to choose, while others will require a little bit of thought.... and let the sharing begin!


Day 01 – Your favorite song
Day 02 – Your least favorite song
Day 03 – A song that makes you happy
Day 04 – A song that makes you sad
Day 05 – A song that reminds you of someone
Day 06 – A song that reminds of you of somewhere
Day 07 – A song that reminds you of a certain event
Day 08 – A song that you know all the words to
Day 09 – A song that you can dance to
Day 10 – A song that makes you fall asleep
Day 11 – A song from your favorite band
Day 12 – A song from a band you hate
Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 – A song that describes you
Day 16 – A song that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 – A song that you hear often on the radio
Day 18 – A song that you wish you heard on the radio
Day 19 – A song from your favourite album
Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry
Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy
Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
Day 24 – A song that you want to play at your funeral
Day 25 – A song that makes you laugh
Day 26 – A song that you can play on an instrument
Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play
Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty
Day 29 – A song from your childhood
Day 30 – Your favorite song at this time last year