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Me despierto y lo único que puedo pensar es en ella..
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Me despierto y lo único que puedo pensar es en ella..
Love is free. It can be shared, but not of anyone's will. You cannot steal love. If you attempt to, you diminish it, destroy it. Love can be touched, embraced, kissed.
Music is a very important part of my life. Let me tell you why. When I wake up, first thing I do is plug in my iPod with my iHome and choose a playlist. Oh yes...I have a lot of playlists.
You're perfect, in every which way. Just missing a heart..
It's aggravating as hell to hold a baby that won't stop crying. Then she looks at you, yawns, and goes to sleep and you forget what anger even is..
Surrounded by darkness. Trying to be my own light..
My first impression of social networking was really confused. I really didn't understand what was it all about. I thought of it as a waste of time.
There have been times when I wish I wasn't alive. Times when the pain was too much for me to do anything but curl up and cry. The pain never goes, it becomes a part of you eventually.
I don't believe in Love. Not the selfless kind anyway . I hope to be proven wrong. Until then it is just a chemical phenomenon brought on by biological molecules . Nothing more..
I'm only on page 16 and Anne has inspired me. Reading "Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl" is going to be a great experience for me. I can't wait to finish reading every single entry in this book.
I just did my all-time favorite activity for an hour. :D.
There is this song I played on iTunes and I really liked it. Then I just realized it has been 12 years since. 12.Years...
I dream about you. We'd text for hours. And in my dreams I like you. But why. I don't really like you. I did, but I don't want to anymore. You're weird, and you don't like me... Do you.
I don't know how long you will be gone for or if you'll ever be back but I miss you already and wish you the best. Hope to see you again very soon. ~ Your Step Son..
If you're not sure it's love, it's probably not. So I'm not saying I'm in love with you.
Rank 81!!. Thanks u my followers!!. U rock!!!.
When it comes to all or nothing with you, as much as I rationally know we're never going to work, as often as it has proven to fail, as fickle as your heart is, as uncertain as loving you is, even...
Okay, so you all know how I have been using my art as my profile picture. And that sometimes its from my computer and otherwise on paper.
Friday night and here I am laying on my bed.
When I was very little, my beloved nana gave me a brown teddy bear. He wears a green sweater with a one big pocket in the middle on the front that's open on both ends.
We all have a shirt with our names on the back. "Class of 2012". I grab mine, and look at his name. For hours. I wonder if he does the same thing..
This is stupid, this is nonsense. When will I understand that this never started, yet it has to end. I will never know about his feelings.
The problem is not your absence, the problem is that I am waiting for you. -Ricardo Arjona.
Love starts with dreams and ends in insomnia. -Ricardo Arjona(great latino singer).