February 2012
17 posts
His eyes upon your face; His hand upon your hand; His lips caress your skin; It’s more than I can stand.
You’re free to leave me, but just don’t decieve me;
And please believe me when I say I love you.
Run, February! Run!
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
I’m going to find myself somewhere. Somehow.
January 2012
23 posts
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams.
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Om Namah Shivaya; Om Namah Shivaya; Om Namah Shivaya.
Blue jeans White shirt
Do the bad thing Take off your wedding ring But it won’t make it that much easier It might make it worse
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December 2011
29 posts
I don’t want you anymore. Still want the beach house, anyway.
I want you and a beach house. Is this too much to want?
New Year's Resolutions
01. Dignity.
That’s all.
You lightened up my Christmas. Thanks for that.
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Non ci si normalizza, anzi peggiora.
