November 2009
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Gone tweets, new names, gone facebooks.
Gone?
July 2009
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May 2009
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April 2009
7 posts
The bridge of your nose belongs to me. That spot where your eyes and the nose meet? Very much mine. And mine very much yours.
Because otherwise it means that all the other girls here aren’t stars andyou aren’t the northern lights.
And that seems fundamentally wrong and improper…and I miss you.
Colin Hay - I Just Don’t Think I’ll...
Look, the truth of the matter is that there is no tomorrow. Tomorrow’s a dream, a hope, a prayer. And the past? It’s behind you and done - with nothing that can be done about it.
But now? Here? It’s who you right now that counts. Will you lay down? Will you cry? Or, will you turn it all around and make it right?
Be proud. Be bold.
Cast off your fear. Look forward. Go forward....