007 Ultimate Bond Girl Ursula Undress ( ?° ?? ?°) like Aphrodite..... I like this scene... Bond; "I assure you my intentions are strictly honourable" - his last words before he rip her clothes off
Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence Fools, said I, you do not know Silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you But my words, like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls And tenement halls And whispered in the sounds of silence?.....
When your day is long And the night, the night is yours alone When you're sure you've had enough Of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go 'Cause everybody cries And everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong Now it's time to sing along When your day is night alone (Hold on, hold on) If you feel like letting go (Hold on) If you think you've had too much Of this life, well hang on
Everybody hurts Take comfort in your friends Everybody hurts Don't throw your hand, oh no
Don't throw your hand If you feel like you're alone No, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life The days and nights are long When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes Everybody cries Everybody hurts sometimes And everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on Everybody hurts ?
A mess could of be peacfully - privately resolved if he wanted to talk to me, but his priority is to talk on CS and not with me ! ! ! He did not respond on any of my private message ! He plays clueless when I ask him to take down my pictures from his FB.
By the way, it's easy to give up beating dead horse but I want my 2 pictures on his FB to be taken down and dispatch contacting FB I still see them. I didn't give him permission, nor did he ask permission!
Emotions can triumph over inteligence but when I notice fake games of mind game manipulations, I know that has nothing to do with love, trust, honesty.
Welcome back to "nutter club." Inteligence is like an underwear, it's important that you have it, but not necessary that you show it off .....specially not in a painful nutt way.
Did you think that playing love mind games on CS would work - with no personal private attempt of explanation what happened ? False motives are dishonorable for gentlemen.
RE: Good Vs Bad
The limitation of our understanding....is good vs bad.