I was discerning between numbers and figures, putting the pieces aside. The questions to ask the reason, science and progress do not speak as loud as my heart. Nobody said it was easy, it's all a shame for both parties. Nobody said it was easy, but nobody ever said we would not be this hard, and I just want to take me back to the start. ****************
True romance in joy opposites always is the case.
just enjoy taking the colors around you ... ***************
I have another confession ... I'm no fool. I'm tired of starting again somewhere else. "You were born to resist? I swear I will not surrender, I refuse. Does anyone ms are getting the best of you? ***************
is when the unnamed feeling comes alive again. Pushes me and take me. I feel the frenzy in your arms, and I can not sleep in this world such a low profile. Security found in the desert ever but I do not think you can stand it again for many years. ***************
If only tonight we could sleep in a bed of flowers ... If only tonight we could fall into an immortal spell ... If only tonight we could slide into deep black water, and breathe. Breathe ... Then an angel would come
. With flaming eyes, like stars. We bury velvet in her arms. And the rain would cry to see our faces slip. NotNguna of these phrases are mine. But I made mine.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
How To Get Rid Of The Nasal Spray Taste Want to read your subconscious.
ue to read. But ask that the share does not mean you can do it, but want want is strong but not immediate.
Suddenly, after that kiss, wake up. I know you've had a bad night. Television gives me good morning, announcing to get up there is chaos and death in a remote corner of the planet. I realize that everything has been a dream. A poetic recreation of our anticipated meeting.
know you saw something similar yesterday. In your dream. I absorbed some of your essence in exchange for you to stay with some of mine. I also agree, feel afraid, but you feel that there is nothing to fear.
'd give anything for you to be here forever.
Suddenly, after that kiss, wake up. I know you've had a bad night. Television gives me good morning, announcing to get up there is chaos and death in a remote corner of the planet. I realize that everything has been a dream. A poetic recreation of our anticipated meeting.
know you saw something similar yesterday. In your dream. I absorbed some of your essence in exchange for you to stay with some of mine. I also agree, feel afraid, but you feel that there is nothing to fear.
'd give anything for you to be here forever.
Friday, July 1, 2005
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The closest I could feel a feline. I've always admired his ability this animal did not make the slightest sound when breaks somewhere. However, coming to this desolate place, I had many problems to come. Not that I am a master at throwing stones at the windows, but for the fact of being twenty minutes without hitting a got me thinking. And pasting a forgotten until I saw him again to score.
never understood what the motivation of an artist. I once tried to do without much success, cheated and used a tracing paper. That, as I said with a gesture between laughter and failing, was not drawn. Totally agree. So the best thing that could have done was to shut my big mouth and see how you drawstraight ban. All details, all the things that I could fix me a first impression and could not catch the eye. It was a pleasant and quiet, nobody talked, just painted and I saw. It was something different, it was not like I got together with people to play because we all make noise. The art of painting requires skills other conditions and had not looked carefully until yesterday. All this, apart from being different, was quite nice.
Well, so much the thing.
I see, you draw.
I write, you read.
Now I understand better, and that explains what I explained yesterday with a laconic "No" to me, asking when I spoke as around five in the tburns. If I have who see and only I have someone read to me, has no case. If it were, anyway is not the same because it is not you and you are different, then. People do not use substitutes, chemicals, yes. The problem is that I see it all negative but I'm positive, and I need someone completely opposite, like you said yesterday.
never understood what the motivation of an artist. I once tried to do without much success, cheated and used a tracing paper. That, as I said with a gesture between laughter and failing, was not drawn. Totally agree. So the best thing that could have done was to shut my big mouth and see how you drawstraight ban. All details, all the things that I could fix me a first impression and could not catch the eye. It was a pleasant and quiet, nobody talked, just painted and I saw. It was something different, it was not like I got together with people to play because we all make noise. The art of painting requires skills other conditions and had not looked carefully until yesterday. All this, apart from being different, was quite nice.
Well, so much the thing.
I see, you draw.
I write, you read.
Now I understand better, and that explains what I explained yesterday with a laconic "No" to me, asking when I spoke as around five in the tburns. If I have who see and only I have someone read to me, has no case. If it were, anyway is not the same because it is not you and you are different, then. People do not use substitutes, chemicals, yes. The problem is that I see it all negative but I'm positive, and I need someone completely opposite, like you said yesterday.
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