lurved.

anything you desire, like sheep and guys in tight pants(: or cowboys who drink milk or potion masters that teach in hogwarts school of withcraft and wizardry. even better, 150 year old headmasters with a fetish for lemon drops.

unlurved.

stupid bad habits like chewing on your lips when they could be put to much better use or maybe even someone who breathes too loudly. whatever makes you want to wrench your hair out and bash your head on the wall, be happy to put it here. it's all for nothing's sake.

talk to me.

friends of the weird one.

the crazy times.

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credits.

designer* DancingSheep
resources* x x

7:31 AM + Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Decir las palabras que mi orgullo ha callado, y quizás pedir perdón por las que mi soberbia no se ha guardado.

Cerrar los capítulos que he ido dejando abiertos, para poder dar paso a los que deben empezar a escribirse.

Sacar las cajas viejas del clóset de mi corazón y sacar todas esas cosas que no me corresponden; dándole a cada quien lo que es suyo.

Romper con el patrón, deshacer la desconfianza que quizás han construido tantos acontecimientos, sin pausa. Analizar la lista de personas en las que confío, quizás está algo desactualizada y no están todos los que son ni son todos los que están.

Limpiar la casa, botar lo que ya no sirve. Quitar para poder reconstruir.

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