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I just got back from 2 weeks of traveling around Europe. That's 4 countries in 2 weeks. We went to London, Dublin, Paris and Rome. I officially HATE Paris with a passion and think everyone I met there was rude. If you'd like me to elaborate I'll tell you in person. It's too much to write ( Read more... )

I'm going to europe for 2 weeks in march for no particular reason besides wanting to. The trip starts in London then Dublin on st pattys day, paris and Rome. I'm really excited and I've been writing a lot. Trying to take the good and the bad and not dwelling. For those that want updates call me. Ciao.

What pisses me off ( Read more... )

Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost.

Sometimes I think people spend so much time complaining and wanting something more that they forget and neglect what they already have.

I'm very confused and upset as to my Aaron put my banana in the freezer. haha more confused. seriously. what the hell?!

Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I would cross

Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get
What I deserved
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Ohhh and I'm...
Just waiting 'til the shine wears off

Today one of the "head bosses" (basically the lady who runs the entire office) came to my cube, told me I was insane for being at work and that I should go home since my sister Lisa has been in and out of the ICU for the past day and in the ER for 2. Yeah so I'm going home obviously. Everything else can wait to stress about later. And this is when ( Read more... )

Pienso que los poetas tienen la capacidad de demostrar la intensidad de emociones con su fuerza de revelar su alma al mundo.

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such ( Read more... )