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WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?

Fri, 01 Jul 2011 12:14:00 -0400

My old Canon ;)

I Belive I Can Fly;

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:47:01 -0400

Flight … I see from above, and curious little beings, always in a rush looking forsomething more. Flight … I see and gliding as you kill, steal, rape. Flight … andenriched as you see my flight, and you die of hunger and thirst. Flight … I see from up here and there small beings with your pain and your misery. Flight … and fly high in the sky Thank God for creating me eagle.

But;

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:44:13 -0400

But every story has the same illusion, its conclusion,
sin and believe it was a normal story special.
Now time will wear and it crushes every passing day running
seems almost ironic that scrutinize and look at us mockingly.
And indeed we are no longer heroes ready to deal with each undertaking;
we are like two leaves clinging to a branch to hold.

Photo

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:23:00 -0400

The hardest part is to start at the end.

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:21:57 -0400

I gave up too easily with people. If they do not call, if not then try it myself. It’s not fair to blame them when I call it myself. I just feel so guilty. I have a lot of resentment for his old friends for letting me go without a fight. I just want someone to call in and say ”I miss you, how are you?”. I just want to call someone and say ”I miss you, I’m sorry.” I want to be brave enough to stay in one place.

If you love someone let him free.

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:15:55 -0400

If you love someone let him free

But I‘ve never believed in that phrase. I believe that Richard Bach wrote it when he had just let slip a piece of his soul, a piece that would complete, I think he was looking for a way to justify. One way to say “Hey, I did it for his own good.”
Mh.

If he comes back to you, will always be yours, otherwise it never was.

When he wrote this, but perhaps he had returned to what had disintegrated, that hadtorn apart.
But in my opinion … not everything is persempre. Dunno, this is my opinion, does not matter much but it’s my opinion.

I love you not only for who you are, but what I am when...

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 17:13:45 -0400

I love you not only for who you are, but what I am when I’m with you.
I love you not only for what you done to yourself, but for what they‘re doing to me.
I love you because you have done more than it has any faith to make me better,
and more than it did to make me happy every fate.
You did it without a touch, without a word, without a nod.
You did as yourself.
Perhaps, after all, this means being a friend.

You‘ll also have a song, a photo, a bracelet...

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 16:53:56 -0400

You‘ll also have a song, a photo, a bracelet or something that reminds you of him.
Something that does not have courage, but above the stomach to look at, to, listen ..but never, ever going to throw or abbandonαre. What remains the concrete, there wassomething, that something you have lived, that you really loved. Remains the hated, yetloved, the subject that you will always remember him, and that you save it as the mostsacred and untouchable you. It will remain this and more, until when you do not forget.

Na na naaaaaa :)

Thu, 16 Jun 2011 16:37:19 -0400

Na na naaaaaa :)