footie all day loong!
read or be read to?
belgian waffles
kiwi or star fruit?
thank yuh, thank yuh verrry much person above me
lool…get used to it! kidding
pomes! yum
kiwi or star fruit?
mmmmmmmmmmm delish!
honey cake?
lol…no worries…I'm just me. ![]()
person above me is my pimped out spiritual adviser!
u guys r fast! lol
sunset
sarcastic or sardonic?
boooooo to that answer! ![]()
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hmmm…serious when necessary, funny when able. 🙂
sarcastic or sardonic?
person above me is most definitely not a man! lmao
yum
black forest cake?
green
half empty or half full?
The name is Japanese. He was an emperor of Japan.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hirohito
I apologize, but I'm unable to make the link function correctly.
Yemenilicious:
“Feelings are not supposed to be logical. Dangerous is the man who has rationalized his emotions.”
I love this…describes me! ![]()
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leaning on a tree trunk
thinking all the same junk
falling in and out of a dream
back and forth im swaying
im contamplating staying
laying and decaying
when I know I must leave
where do I aim when I shoot the breeze?
how do I call myself at times like these?
I need a simple kind of lovely
you can spend the whole time dangling from a grape vine
standing underneath you when they cut you free
but what about when the sun leaves?
and what about those bad dreams?
who will walk you back into reality
I wish things could be like this everyday
I know that I could never live this way
it was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be ok
I wish things could be like this everyday
I know that i could never live this way
it was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be ok
was just a simple king of lovely and the memories will be ok
the memories will be ok
memories will be ok
The direction of the eye, so misleading
The defection of the soul, nauseously quick
I don't question, our existence
I just question, our modern needs
She don't wander in…don't wander in here, she…
She don't wander in here…
I will walk…with my hands bound
I will walk…with my face blood
I will walk…with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone…yeah…
After all is done, and we're still alone
I won't be taken, yet I'll go…with my hands bound
I will walk…with my face blood
I will walk…with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone
The moment I read this, I thought of you. It isn't a song, but…I thought I would share it with you!
In the search for me, I discovered truth.
In the search for truth, I discovered love.
In the search for love, I discovered GOD.
And in God, I have found Everything.
I feel your pain. I had the same experience with my dog Hiro (short for Hirohito).
You're doing the right thing.
ADDENDUM: Words once spoken, can't be taken back. For that reason I won't delete this. (said as the egg drips from my face)
I will apologize, though, for my presumptuousness. I wish you'll feel better about things soon.
Purani jeans aur guitar
Mohalle ki vo chhat
Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko jaagna
Subah ghar jaan
Kood ke deewar
Vo cigaretee peena
Gali mein jaake
Wo karna daanton ko
Ghadi ghadi saaf
Pahunchna college hamesha late
Vo kehna sir ka
“Get out from the class!”
Vo bahar jaake hamsha kehna
Yahan ka system
Hi hai kharaab
Vo jaake canteen mein
Table bajaake
Vo gaane gaana
Yaaron ke saath
Bas yaadein
Yaadein
Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti
Chhoti
Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..
Vo papa ka daantna
Vo kehna mummy ka
Chhodein ji aap
Tumhein to bas nazar aata hain
Jahan mein beta
Mera hi kharaab
Vo dil mein sochna
Kar ke kuchh dikha dein
Vo karna planning
Roz nayi yaar
Ladakpan ka vo pehla pyaar
Vo likhna haathon pe
A + R
Vo khidki se jhaankna
Vo likhna letter
Unhein baar baar
Vo dena tofe mein
Sone ki baaliyan
Vo lena doston se
Paise udhaar
Bas yaadein
Yaadein
Yaadein reh jaati hain
Kuchh chhoti
Chhoti
Baatein reh jaati hain
Bas yaadein..
Aisa yaadon ka mausam chala
Bhoolta hi nahin
Dil mera
Kahan meri jeans aur guitar
Mohalle ki vo chhat
Aur mere yaar
Vo raaton ko jaagna
Subah ghar jaan
Kood ke deewar
Purani jeans
Aur guitar..
More research for me…thanks Professor ji. Pardon the audacity.
May I call you this, if I promise to remember you as Senor Jalapeno?
More quotes please…
boo:
Ness:No can do… he's as much mystery man to me as I am to you guys.. not a clue about his contact details. I suppose I should have asked.. but hmm.. the chances of me EVER seeing the guy again are nil. I write wonderfully?
Too bad…I was preparing to cheerleader uniform for the sparring match! ![]()
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