Journals
Saturday,Apr 4 2009, 04:00:20 PMThe youth ...
The youth ... I compare it with the fragrance of cherry flowers in spring ... passing along that embrace youth first challenge ... first kiss ... first sympathy and memories and mischief, all dressed in the exuberance of youth ... Let's try to take what is most beautiful ... the best because it does not return ..., by taking away his wings ...., friends and colleagues ... poznele memories burying them into the abyss of memories .. .
Time passes, we despoaie as a thief and let us suspinand behind him ... but the only treasure that we can steal it .. is .. treasure
memories ...
Take care of you dear friends and stay young forever young ... ...
Friday,Mar 27 2009, 05:29:17 AMI am ... love
They say you can fly, although I have wings ... They say the foam floating on the sea, although I know not to swim ... I felt some warmth in the nights cool, although not fire ... Although I can not see, is between two lovers wherever they are ... Are flashing in your child's eyes ... Earliest traces are hidden in the mother's face ... I am your father's power to protect the home ... And yet .... They say they are stronger than granite, though I have more weight than a tear ... Some say that no I never sought, nevertheless I always accompanying ... They ...
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Thursday,Mar 26 2009, 06:48:49 PMI am love ...
Love ... Why so short word for an idea so big and strong ...
He changed the course of history, to tame mosnstri, inspired works of art, to cheer on the sad, turned strong men into clowns, he comforted the captives, led powerful women on the verge of insanity, has covered with glory the poor, fed national scandals, ruined nobles ... How can the infinite love to play the inclaustrarea three syllables? ... Love is a raving old as the hills, a forerunner desire chaos and civilization ... The heart is a living museum ... In each of the galleries, however too ...
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Wednesday,Mar 18 2009, 05:26:40 PMLife...
An alley of the park! ... Below are steps to open a road covered with dozens of colors ... You never know what is under the step ... maybe just a dry leaf, maybe a color, maybe a harsh fragrance as you shake the soul, may the road nice and smooth, a wave can always restless ... who can know? ... I look behind, I look back now, I look in front and everything seems a way that is apparently no ninth bedding colors and scents, stones and dust ... Sometimes you know where to step ... Hurry to run ... make great strides, and the road is full of holes, turning ...
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Saturday,Mar 7 2009, 07:37:46 AMA dream, a beginning, a ray of sunshine! ...
And spring's arrived ...
Spring ... is a smile morning, it's air is the soul of the child's breath ... brat, I believe, every one of us started up, is playing bud, breeze fly ... Spring is the season best of a new beginning. is the season where we can test creative ideas born in the dense mist of hibernation ... exuberant energy, full of boldness captures investors ... Sometimes I sit and think about what a human life is short! ... Everyone's life is like a star ... Top it appears in the sky, the sun is shining and the sky clear or cloudy, and maturity ...
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