SOMETHING MY 4 YEAR OLD BEST FRIEND OFTEN TELLS ME.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
WHOOOSAAAA.
DRASTIC TIMES DON'T CALL FOR DRASTIC MEASURES. IT CALLS FOR SITTING DOWN, SHUTTING THE HELL UP AND THINKING THINGS THROUGH BEFORE YOU FUCK IT UP MORE...
THE RIVER SPEAKS
Once in a while, she just had to run away from the world.
When her thoughts started to turn from fluttering butterflies to stinging hornets
and her eyes from stars to pebbles,
She knew it was time to grab her knapsack with books and leave.
Mostly, she fled to the forest. The forest with her golden wind and green scents.
With humming robins and rustling leaves.
But above all, with her soothing, comforting peace.
That was all she ever needed.
Until she met him.
Ever since that moment,
whenever she had to run away form the world,
she laid her head down on his chest and listened to his heart beat.
Saturday, July 28, 2012
GRIMAUD..WE WILL MEET AGAIN
IN LIFE WE DO THINGS. SOME WE WISH WE HAD NEVER DONE. SOME WE WISH WE COULD REPLAY A MILLION TIMES IN OUR HEADS. BUT THEY ALL MAKE US WHO WE ARE, AND IN THE END THEY SHAPE EVERY DETAIL ABOUT US. IF WE WERE TO REVERSE ANY OF THEM WE WOULDN'T BE THE PERSON WE ARE. SO JUST LIVE, MAKE MISTAKES, HAVE WONDERFUL MEMORIES, BUT NEVER EVER SECOND GUESS WHO YOU ARE, WHERE YOU HAVE BEEN, AND MOST IMPORTANTLY WHERE IT IS YOU'RE GOING.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
PARTY HARD.
WE SHOULD CONSIDER EVERY DAY LOST ON WHICH WE HAVE NOT DANCED AT LEAST ONCE. AND WE SHOULD CALL EVERY TRUTH FALSE WHICH WAS NOT ACCOMPANIED BY AT LEAST ONE LAUGH.
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