yemmerich, 29 september 2012
His stories of me
fall to the floorboards
and split them open
I am running my barefeet across them
over and over
until I'm splintered
with the past
My hands shake as I hope
to drown in this
mug of tea
I press it to my lips
hoping it will burn them away
I am sitting in (... więcej)
eguana, 10 september 2012
Lips are murmuring, laughing, whispering; eyes are staring, weeping, blaming; some faces are full of happiness, others covered by sorrow, the breeze is holding their echoes, passing through me, yet I can’t catch the scene.
I with my senses have been taken where the music is, dancing beat along your (... więcej)
Zabdiy Yoav, 4 september 2012
Letting go doesn't only mean that you gave up,
Sometimes it only implies that you just wanted a time to think, grow up, explore and know yourself even more...
Zabdiy Yoav, 4 september 2012
Making convictions that the WRONG person could be the RIGHT person for you is like believing that you passed the exam when you actually failed on it...
cauchy3, 3 september 2012
Treat you and cure you WUJANTO….
Treat by partly exposed for preventions. Treat our china tyrants acute durations by plots will need the help of his wife. First in views is he do not hope to kill his own wife.
All at once is to put away WUJANTO guns and send away and cut by doing cinall (... więcej)
cauchy3, 27 august 2012
China epoch…
Epoch making come as cores and hubs are laws and moral fibers.,
Try and true are making change with chances and very good intentions.
Times are wheels have lucky dips. Take our epoch for sign of justices and equal laws. Times can loss but forces are (... więcej)
Celine, 25 august 2012
It wasn’t always like this, you know. Before, I used to have lots of friends and family by my side, I had a smile on my face, and my thoughts were clear and mild and happy. That beautiful picture of all of the relationships I had with people—family, friends, relatives, acquaintances. The picture (... więcej)
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