.all good things must come to an end... but there are pleanty more where they came from.

.all good things must come to an end... but there are pleanty more where they came from.
i descovered that you can't alway go around, sometimes you have to go through...

Friday, March 12, 2010

Read through lines of desire...


I pose to you one question. What makes a perfect person?
Is it the hair, the lips, the body, the brains, the care the witt, the love, the smile, the personality, the height, the money, the staus, the face, the family, the fashion, the laugh, the eyes, all of these things? We all aspire to be perfect, but what is it really?

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.the world is my playground.

.the world is my playground.
i discovered that its the littlle things in life that make it so special.