February 2012
52 posts
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Twice, is the number of how many times it had happened. The first time was for all the wrong reason of not having enough courage to face what would be coming after, and the second time was for all the right reason. For the feel of being adored and loved, being treated gently and careful, for feeling grateful, for feeling love.
Let’s keep it as simple as it is.
“I’m really afraid to feel happy, because it never lasts.”
– Andy Warhol (via horreure)
“Have you ever thought that maybe you were just a little too mad to noone but...”
Pa :)
My dad txted me this morning, sounded happy and proud about me being able to manage spending some time on the treadmill machine every morning. And just like that, he made me smile all day.
Nothing could make me happier than sensing my father being proud of me. Nothing.
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Hoh mah Gawd, I might have created a monster.
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My throat is killing me. Please, I want to enjoy my foods :’(
WatchZEITGUISED never fails to impress me :O_______
January 2012
61 posts
