Sunday, September 27, 2009
Color For Gall Bladder Cancer
often find answers to things that happen in the books of psychology, sometimes I think that for someone as wise as I, this me more difficult to live or rather, many times I understand ...
For example that you have repetitive thoughts in my head that do not go and leave no spinning is a consequence of disease in childhood, which led me to have thoughts cyclical ...
But today I believe that thought so long and constantly thinking of your name so easily and take my last embrace ideas that I felt from you, no nothing to do with synapses, or things like that ... they are to have found you, things you do while I thought they were forgotten or adolescence and deluded fool ... think of you today and I just hope one day, can to re-embrace. Bogotá
September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Marine Engineering Cutt Off
Learning to understand I want to go to be brave candy more
almost two years ago experienced the worst pain of my life, watch you die and know that never again going to be with me, alone in my thoughts and memories of many years at a time where happiness was overflowing and it seemed would never stop, coming from an eternal source. Years of knowing you were always there and yet you were there.
Living among the dead has been part of my everyday life, funeral, shovels throwing dirt or fire away ... most of the physical presence of guns, accidents, disease cyanide ... long and painful to wear.
Today I'm still here and I think that will continue for many years, I feel that I need much to live, to explore, test, write and teach.
In the two years since you left, your voluntary departure, I've become the person I dislike, but not throughout in relations with others and I've planted a lot of pain left in the other ...
I'm walking here and knowing that this can not stay the same, I have to forget so scared ... or maybe it's panic that paralyzed me ...
ever want to be brave ... to love again. Bogotá
September 13, 2009
almost two years ago experienced the worst pain of my life, watch you die and know that never again going to be with me, alone in my thoughts and memories of many years at a time where happiness was overflowing and it seemed would never stop, coming from an eternal source. Years of knowing you were always there and yet you were there.
Living among the dead has been part of my everyday life, funeral, shovels throwing dirt or fire away ... most of the physical presence of guns, accidents, disease cyanide ... long and painful to wear.
Today I'm still here and I think that will continue for many years, I feel that I need much to live, to explore, test, write and teach.
In the two years since you left, your voluntary departure, I've become the person I dislike, but not throughout in relations with others and I've planted a lot of pain left in the other ...
I'm walking here and knowing that this can not stay the same, I have to forget so scared ... or maybe it's panic that paralyzed me ...
ever want to be brave ... to love again. Bogotá
September 13, 2009
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