There's a lady who's sure, all that glitters is gold...

17 décembre 2011

14 décembre 2011

« They didn't agree on much. In fact they rarely agreed on anything. They fought all the time and they challenged each other everyday. But inspite their differences, they had one important thing in common, they were crazy about each other »

12 décembre 2011

...for when you get in love you are made all over again.
The person who loves you has picked you out of the great mass of uncreated clay which is humanity to make something out of, and the poor lumpish clay which is you wants to find out what it had been made into.
But at the same time, you, in the act of loving somebody, become real,
cease to be part of the continuum of the uncreated clay and get the breath of life in you and rise up.
So you create yourself by creating another person, who, however, has also created you,
picked up the you-chunk of clay out of the mass.
So there are two you's, the one you yourself create by loving
and the one the beloved creates by loving you.
The farther those two you's are apart the more the world grinds and grudges on its axis.
But if you loved and were loved perfectly then there wouldn't be any difference
between the two you's or any distance between them.
They would coincide perfectly, there would be a perfect focus...»

11 décembre 2011

The ugly naked truth,
she starves me of my youth - I swear it’s not by choice, but Ana has this voice... And it calms me down...
It gives me purpose.
And it’s alright, i’m alright, i want to be ok - I’ve seen it before, this eyesore,
it’s me.

11 décembre 2011

its so easy to come back into you._

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