Then shit gets crystal clear.
Much like my dear Carol said. Sometimes the universe sends some angels your way. Then shit gets crystal clear.
Wow. And stupid Amber thinking she was the queen of reading between the lines. I'm the queen of no shit.
Not yet. Still kick major ass, though.
When you know where your guilt lies, it's easier to pick it up and dump it in the nearest garbage can. And that is a whole other issue, isn't it?
Why does it make you feel better when you know you're not the victim? You feel superior, in a way. I guess. But that doesn't matter.
Wow. Of course. Hehehe, my bad.
That's the whole point of communicating. Once everybody gets it...
Wow. Life kicks major ass. 
- Postado por: wal às 11h15
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Sleep to dream.
I opened up a little place at msn spaces now.
But of couse I'll update both here and there. Couldn't leave point being if I tried. My whole life is written here. Even though Renato's the only one who reads it. (And thank you, my dear! You rock!) Or maybe you are too shy to leave a comment. Oh, c'mon, leave a comment. I won't bite. Or maybe I will.
Oh, I hate those dreams. The ones that go on after you wake up. The ones that make you wish you hadn't fallen asleep at all. Those reminders of what is lost. Over and done with. Damn, it's over and done with. On to the next! Go to the end of the line, please. Please. Please go. Damn you.
- Postado por: wal às 15h52
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