Angery time

being kind is consider as a good thing but u need to limit it at right degree, as if u be too kind, the situation will finally face you and make an ass out of you.
be nice for people who understand and appreciate it not for people who walk the street.
remembering the fading experience of old situations are the most important gift someone can have in his life.

and then like always life repeat itself , like an old story from corner of bookshelf when a man who rode it long time ago wrap his hand around of it and try to remember what he felt when he got that book from so called late father.

Three dreams of a man:
To be as handsome as his mother thinks.
To be as rich as his child believes.
To have as many women as his wife suspects...

Yep , that it for today.

- so why'd they break up?
: they stopped having sex.
: and they hate each other.
- which came first?
: i think they stopped, then realized they hate each other.
- do they hate each other because they stopped ... or stopped because they hate each other?
: i think they stopped having sex, then found out they hated each other.
: sex is a great thing to hide behind.
- that doesn't make any sense!
: for a lot of people, it's easier to fuck than talk.
- says who
: whatever. but every couple i know that stops having sex ...ends up hating each other ...
- but i don't hate her
: good!

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p.s : I'm so agree with ==> for a lot of people, it's easier to fuck than talk !
chao

there we are again, walking slow around town, watching rain & wind do their last dance together.
you put your arms around me & wind sing the goodbye song in my ears...

I just sometimes feel not happy, as if i'm in the party , having a drink , talk with a hot chick but still something is missing.
I guess i miss you.

Summer People

In the dark he kneeled down and took a drink from spring. He felt all right. He knew he was going to be a great writer. He knew things and they couldn't touch him. Nobody could. Only he did not know enough things.
He stood up , then kneeled down and kissed The girl. He looked into her pretty eyes, sleeping up there at the cottage, maybe not fishing , maybe not sleeping all night , still there wasn't anything he could do, not a thing.
As he didn't know everything.