A weather to sit down in front of the ocean, to look at the waves to surge on the beach, the mind elsewhere, without knowing where. To feel the hands on my shoulders, a body that sat next to mine. To escape one instant, being two. To forget the rest of the world. Egoistically. To spend one instant between two parentheses. Because between these two comforting plumpness.... (I dream...)
Yes...I did receive the most beautiful present I ever had...An Angel, a precious and sherish Angel who is looking at me and smile to me all the time. Since he is there, life is beautiful ya know? And lots of amazed things arrived to me, it is absolutely TERRIFIC!
Vous allez me manquer mon cher Paddy, faites bien attention à vous, vous me le promettez n'est-ce pas? Donnez bien sûr sa caresse à Paddy le chien pour moi et bon voyage!!!
I dont mind where you come from As long as you come to me But I dont like illusions I cant see Them clearly I dont care, no I wouldn't dare To fix the twist in you You've shown me eventually what you'll do I dont mind I dont care As long as you're here
Go ahead and tell me you'll leave again You'll just come back running Holding your scarred heart in hand It's all the same And I'll take you for who you are If you take me for everything And do it all over again It's all the same
Hours slide and days go by Till you decide to come But in-between it always seems too long For certain But I have the skill, yeah I have the will, to breath you in while I can However long you stay is all that I am
I dont mind, I dont care As long as you're here
Go ahead and tell me you'll leave again You'll just come back running Holding your scarred heart in hand It's all the same And I'll take you for who you are If you take me for everything And do it all over again It's always the same
Wrong or Right Black or White If I close my eyes Its all the same
In my life The compromise I'll close my eyes Its all the same
Go ahead say it You're leaving You'll just come back running Holding your scarred heart in hand It's all the same And I'll take you for who you are now If you take me for everything Do it all over again It's all the same
I walk the line of the disappointed I celebrate when I’m in pain My heart and mind can be disjointed I built a bed in this hole I made I recognize that I’m damaged I sympathize that you are too But I wanna breathe without feelin’ so self-conscious But it’s hard when the world's starin’ at you
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn’t fit You throw your arms up, you’re so damn sick of it What are you working for What are you searching for love You won’t be thinking of cars when You’re on your death bed and dyin’ You’ll only be thinkin’ of what you are paying for, what you are praying for Love
You join the line of the getting richer You keep your pace but it’s movin’ slow You are defined by all that you have hoarded But you’re surprised it doesn’t fill up the hole.
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn’t fit You throw your arms up, you’re so damn sick of it What are you coping for What are you hoping for love You won’t be thinking of cars when You’re on your death bed and dyin’ You’ll only be thinkin’ of what you are paying for, what you are praying for Love
I’ll never be what I see on the tv screen I just keep dreaming of what I’m never gonna be I can’t think of a better way to waste my time then try
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn’t fit You throw your arms up, you’re so damn sick of it What are you hurtin’ for What are you searching for Love love love love You won’t be thinking of cars when You’re on your death bed and dyin’ You’ll only be thinkin’ of what you are paying for, what you are praying for Love love love love
You won’t be thinkin’ of cars when You’re on your death bed and dyin’ You’ll only be thinkin’ of what are you workin’ for, what are you waitin’ for
"Strawberry Quick" looks like a simple "candy"... Scaring! And if it is right... I can't believe that some adults have consciously created that kind of stuffs to the attention of the children...
A simple story. That could be the title of a movie. It can be only a fearless story, a simple story. A story of which one doesn't fear the fall. The fear, it comes from afar. The falls don't dig some gulfs but build the walls, the battlements, the armors. More or less permeable.
Yes it is can be that a simple story. A fearless story. What is sometimes silly that is that it is not the present story that frightens, but those of the past, those that one didn't yet digest. It would be necessary to forget everything. To avoid the fear.
Years ago, not far from ten years, I had read Dune, the brilliant Dune. I remember the litany against the fear :
"I won't know the fear, because the fear kills the mind. The fear is the small death that drives has the total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will allow him to pass on me, through me. And when it will have passed, I will turn my interior eye on its path. And where it will have passed, there won't be anything anymore. Nothing than me."
"Where it will have passed, there won't be anything anymore. Nothing than me."... It is well that that frightens...
Here we go for another sterile and boring speech or each will have its word (more or less intelligent moreover) to say and to demonstrate... I won't throw back any debate therefore...
RE: Get Rid Of Bad Dates (and other social catastrophes)