December 2009
17 posts
I feel like a little girl because I don't wear...
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If I didn’t know beauty, but I do…and it…and it hurts.
– The Bedhair Maid
I Steped on a Ladybug Once...
Dancing between two worlds… cultures… Walking on a wide hall… making my way through red veil curtains… tulle dresses.
Flowers… flying dragons…butterflies… anonymous souls
swimming, deeper and deeper inside your ocean… path..
drawing stars and sliding doors… Devotion… that takes me to another dance floor.
Feel free to judge...
Where is it?
Where is it… Hapiness?
Is it hiding behind a tree? is it hiding from me? Where shall I look for it… If when I try inside your eyes I get rejected. If I try to look it up inside the pool of memories of you, the most I can get is an already faded smile. It will soon be replaced by sadness… Where is it? tell me… Where is it really…
christmas sucks!
Where will you take me when I close my eyes this time?
– The Bedhair Maid
I think you are mistaking me for someone who is interested in what you have to...
– From the book: Angus, thongs and full-frontal snogging Confessions of Georgia Nicolson. Author: Louise Rennison
Blue Bed by Roman Muradov →
New in here
This is like a welcome note to myself… I don’t know anybody yet… so welcome! I have to say that I hate how cold it is right now…even though I know there are other places in the world where it is colder, and I should consider myself “lucky.” All the busses and driveways get so slow… or never even come… I have an accent even when I write… I love...