Thursday, December 25, 2008

Roseville Fields Long Island

dailyxfeelings @ 2008-12-25T20: 34:00


start flying and there are no reasons to explain this, but you make me elvevar the soul as having two wings & floating through the clouds.
not need to understand, just enjoy it because I do not know how will this feeling, I'd imagine
qe be eternal is not sufficient, concrete is ideal, I do not know if my dreams are now specific just dry them flying through the skies, because the charm in my left.

This empiza to end, the truth when I wake, I will not stop flying, every time there is less & it's because you're leaving here will be
been the reality? you back? volvernosa hope someday to find, to feel unreal, but this time not to lose the opportunity ...

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Oklahoma Tax Commission Estate Tax Table

dailyxfeelings @ 2008-12-13T15: 02:00

indevidamente Forgive me if I have acted, if alomejor I hurt you, or I have not expressed well. I want to try firing cmprendas qe me, for your own good perhaps. This gets rid
little by little is becoming more distant stranger & I prefer qe end here & try to forget, it will not be easy .___. qe musho take me time; porqe qe I said do not be so easy to get out of my heart, but can not acerlo alomejor; & cn tigo alive in my life.
But it is time to tell goodbye to this, I'll let you go with your life as it as it was before I knew qe; complying with see you smile.
Make me the easiest way, & get me out of your mind, & if I esqe, in your heart, to not be thinking about a possible qe & cnstante illusion how everything becomes possible. It is not necessary to depart, and took care of that destination, it will take time no see, it is best qe this is over here, not to suffer.

still be a hope is the ocpicion of cntinuar; do not know how but this can save, attach one by one the pieces, all is not yet destroyed, there may be a return ago. Qe
not what you want, I would like to recover for not trying to forget. Maybe not forget you, because how do I delete the tracks you left on my heart? You can Choose any of the two roads, so happy to see you accept anyone. Just have to wait the words out of you, in one of these days when we direct qe words. Choose: End
this, becoming part of my treasures stored in a memory box. One to one will remember your words when you said I love you, your warmth & your smell when you were near, remember the times we crossed eyes & were leaving something in my ...
or continue, trying to save everything qe expect to be back at some point how he was, for me to be happy uu

cualqera choose, but my love will not go (y)

DBDH (L)

Friday, November 21, 2008

Why Cant I Have Dark Nail Polish For Surgery

back to me: (

My little flower, the wind derrepente qe me arrebatoó hand, without measuring consequences, I left with empty hands. & Qe perhaps is that flower was never mine; porqe from nature, I try to believe that one day may have been only mine; but escaping from my hands unexpectedly, who knows if esqe can return, never taught me what to do when you were with me, now you qe no qe I have not done, how to recover. It must be that nature wanted to come back to it, is in his own right, if it were born.
As I believe I was something more, if we just stayed with her, observations, their ; colors filled me; & aroma gripped me feel special. Now that I have you, I feel in here that there is something incomplete about me; without that flower you gave me joy., that it was only in the heap. I cut the meadow, by its special glow that intrigued me, how can we forget, if for me it was more than a flower; aunqe comparable in beauty, but more so; a part of my heart that I have no close, I need your cariƱoy your heat.
got me walking in a desert where there are no flowers, & even if you have, are the only one able to make me feel that special feeling that the others do not produce flowers.
If I have to ask the wind to bring you back or kneel facing a field of flowers for you just one moment back, give it all because it was like before, take back to the flower between my fingers; knowing that you belong to someone else. Just let me feel your scent again, & get lost in your colors, as was at first.
Nothing compares to the time next to you, now lost;
but I want to come back into existence.
I ask, go back to my beautiful Flowers do not make me more suffering ...