funnily enough, i have a clear recollection of being born, i even remember my mother shortly after my birth holding me up for my father to see me for the first time, he looked at me and said, '' well name him Friday '' why Friday my mother inquired? because my father replied '' i think its time we called it a day ''
beauty, in its softer forms, a gentle smile, lovely eyes, loyalty above all else, the kind of girl if your life was in ruins, she would put her arms around you, cuddle you, and freeze to death in the snow with you, shes beautiful, more than words can say.
there are only 2 form of magic, gifted to mankind, childbirth,and true love, childbirth is a physical event, easily described, true love, has so many undefinable elements to it, it is indescribable, poets and gifted orators, have versed at length, in romantic muse to decipher it, lovers fresh from passion, are lost for words to describe there hot, tender, passionate moments, it is a music which fuses the heart,and soul, we can feel its power over us, willing victims to its enchantment, it frees our spirit, yet takes prisoner our heart, can anyone describe what true love is? i leave it to you.
avast me hearties,im in the rigging, hello blondie, welcome aboard the pirate ship C.S. the trade winds will blow yer heart to happiness, to be sure arrr, yer a lovely pretty girl, good to yer kids, love yer folks, look after the dog, theres more good than bad in ya thats for sure, an i wish ye happiness, dont mind the lads they were at the rum bottle earler, there a bit wild with the drop in em, but there harmless, best to you blondie, ship ahoy.
religion is simply symbolism gone mad, destiny, nothing more than chance, ultimately we all do foolish things because we are foolish, but its nice to have the props to take the blame, something, or someone has to take the flak,
if we dont care about ourselves, and love ourselves, its hard to expect others to feel positive about us, we can all feel down at times, but you pick yourself up, dust yourself down, and try again, it aint easy, but its living, the alternative is as you say just existing, and that zombie land, the land of the living dead, there has to be more to life than that surely. wish upon a star and dream. :('');
this may in part at least relate to the blog beneath, in that if they murdered there mother-in-law, i would help them hide the body, on condition they murdered mine as well, lol('');
its been like that since the days of the cave men, men are programmed like that, they will never change, its a fallacy to suggest otherwise, and thats the raw truth.
an opinion, like writing is subjective, dont be to hard on me, its the crew of the pirate ship C.S. they wear you down, they wear you out, then you walk the plank,('');('');
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funnily enough, i have a clear recollection of being born, i even remember my mother shortly after my birth holding me up for my father to see me for the first time, he looked at me and said, '' well name him Friday '' why Friday my mother inquired? because my father replied '' i think its time we called it a day ''