only now I seem to stumble in life.
is like .. like you're flying forward, in slow motion, after a tripping ..
Yes.. Yes, it is. Perhaps it is this life: a flight after a tripping ..
Friday, January 27, 2006
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Maintain Confidentiality Through Letter
white sheets
White paper, have an inexplicable power and energy.
unwritten page, you can become everything.
You can become a joke and rip a smile. You can collect
tears that dribble of ink.
can be rolled up and become a ball in the midst of other, now simply press a button to get the same effect. Gather your thoughts and requests
be viewed by one person and change his thinking. Can be ignored.
can be filled with incomprehensible graphemes or words meaningless. You can be the outburst of a broken heart.
You can help pass the time. You can be a mirror and reflect the desires and the hidden torment of those who write about you. Be
letter full of apologies and remorse or angry words, hateful page.
You may never be read by anyone, not even by those who wrote to you.
be filled with loving words, unnecessary words or phrases that might make you think.
You can be a short message, or be filled with the daily shopping list.
You can also stay clean sheet. Stimulate the imagination of those who looks at you, or tell the sadness or emptiness of those who do not write. And wait
someone positioned his fingers on you.
White paper, have an inexplicable power and energy.
unwritten page, you can become everything.
You can become a joke and rip a smile. You can collect
tears that dribble of ink.
can be rolled up and become a ball in the midst of other, now simply press a button to get the same effect. Gather your thoughts and requests
be viewed by one person and change his thinking. Can be ignored.
can be filled with incomprehensible graphemes or words meaningless. You can be the outburst of a broken heart.
You can help pass the time. You can be a mirror and reflect the desires and the hidden torment of those who write about you. Be
letter full of apologies and remorse or angry words, hateful page.
You may never be read by anyone, not even by those who wrote to you.
be filled with loving words, unnecessary words or phrases that might make you think.
You can be a short message, or be filled with the daily shopping list.
You can also stay clean sheet. Stimulate the imagination of those who looks at you, or tell the sadness or emptiness of those who do not write. And wait
someone positioned his fingers on you.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Grannieswho Suck Cock
today
I can not think coolly. I can not look around with ease.
keep looking at the same point, although around the head.
Even if I close my eyes.
Things happen, and that's it.
And they're moving on, I get in my way or the stare as I watch a phone that does not ring.
And go ahead, I can not figure out how.
The illusions are useless as is resignation.
time wins again and the crumbs of happiness that I will be granted again depend on him.
Sometimes situations are frozen and remain there, motionless, like enchanted, and when I turn I see them raised in the air behind me just as I left.
Escape is always the last solution. The only way to pass a test and treated.
out of my mind and my thoughts and what they are building, unreal images as a TV show and I turn to look at the wind blows me around.
You can not dig a hole in another place by continuing to dig the hole deeper.
I can not think coolly. I can not look around with ease.
keep looking at the same point, although around the head.
Even if I close my eyes.
Things happen, and that's it.
And they're moving on, I get in my way or the stare as I watch a phone that does not ring.
And go ahead, I can not figure out how.
The illusions are useless as is resignation.
time wins again and the crumbs of happiness that I will be granted again depend on him.
Sometimes situations are frozen and remain there, motionless, like enchanted, and when I turn I see them raised in the air behind me just as I left.
Escape is always the last solution. The only way to pass a test and treated.
out of my mind and my thoughts and what they are building, unreal images as a TV show and I turn to look at the wind blows me around.
You can not dig a hole in another place by continuing to dig the hole deeper.
Monday, January 9, 2006
Religious/sports Mottos
gull
Near the street where there is a working river.
From the bank of the river rises a seagull in flight. Other gulls are screeching and the bank to get food, but not him.
lifts off and begins to fly in wide circles above me. You are leaving
behind everything that is not with him at this time. All that is not air, sky and wind.
E 'only, because this is his destiny.
Vira, and walks away, becoming a smaller and smaller.
I wonder how it feels to fly above all, how do you feel the cold air as it cuts to her body.
I wonder if you feel sad or free or enlightened.
If you feel alone.
Near the street where there is a working river.
From the bank of the river rises a seagull in flight. Other gulls are screeching and the bank to get food, but not him.
lifts off and begins to fly in wide circles above me. You are leaving
behind everything that is not with him at this time. All that is not air, sky and wind.
E 'only, because this is his destiny.
Vira, and walks away, becoming a smaller and smaller.
I wonder how it feels to fly above all, how do you feel the cold air as it cuts to her body.
I wonder if you feel sad or free or enlightened.
If you feel alone.
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