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the amount of what? this si out of context.the amount of apples you have? the amount of apples you’ll need to feel satisfied? or the amount of love? how much love do we need to function? is there a limit for us? will we feel unfullfilled without it? can we survive without it? what amount of anything is too much? we drink large amounts of water, we mPosted By asdf On 01.02.2013 @ 1:20 pm
So let’s begin from yesterday. I was walking down the street when I saw her on the bus, just a glimpse of her, and immediately all of those memories I told myself I’d let go of, came back to me. The picnics, the sea trips, all those days I spent together, gone and back together in a moment, impossible to forget yet necessary to. I wonder if she saw me. I wonder if she still thinks of me. Who am I kidding? Of course she does.
So I begin to walk towards her house.Posted By asdf On 09.20.2012 @ 6:24 pm
Where am I? I don’t know where I am. I don’t know who you are. I don’t know anything.
But I feel comfortable here. This is my place. I wonder if it’s the atmosphere, how busy it is, how everyone passes me without noticing. I wonder if they can even see me, because maybe I’m removed from all of this, in an entirely different zone.
Who knows? I walk into a store and browse the different clothing.Posted By asdf On 08.15.2012 @ 6:19 pm
there is a lot ovf straw in the horses mouth they like it a lot. i love horses they are calm and nice and feel soft. when im with them i feel at home. i feel like there is more meening to my life than everyone else says i thinkt that with horses i am truly me, what i am ment to be. :) :) :) i want to be with them forever and ever. BreighPosted By asdf On 06.13.2012 @ 8:38 pm
I see transformation. Transofrm. The transformers all all of them. Transform. If it stay s still it is dead. It must transform. That’s life. Butterfly from cacoon. Kid to adult to old man to death. Transform. All stages are temporary. Every moment fleeting. One moment transforms into another, and if you hold on to the last one, you may not tranform when you were supposed to.Posted By asdf On 05.27.2012 @ 4:11 pm
I am a shepherd. My sheep return to me every night. But during the day, I leave them free to wander to wherever they want to go. They always come back; they’re learned this is their home. And I would never leave them, because I love the just the same. They’re here for me and I’m here for them; even though I decide every aspect of their lives, they are the ones defining my life. I love my sheep.Posted By asdf On 10.25.2011 @ 6:03 pm
The guy was purely evil. He was sent to jail for numerous crimes before. But never this bad. Convition. The word kept playing through his head. Conviction. Conviction, conviction, conviction. It was ringing in his ears. The metal bars slammed shut in front of him, the lock clicking into place. Conviction. Ten more years.Posted By asdf On 10.11.2011 @ 5:00 pm
soon we are going to have whiskey, we are going to go into the room and we are going to sit down, take off our shoes, lie down on the bed and stare at the ceiling and swirl the whiskey, whiskey on our tongues and tangled in your mustaches, your mustache, i never liked men with hair but in these times it’s the best i can do, best you can do, drink it drink it drink it goPosted By asdf On 08.09.2010 @ 3:35 am
deer in films ususlly horrow ones appear infront of cars when riding through forests. deers seems to be a lovable animal while it is just used as a symbol of horror or fear. I wish deers were in my country. I remember the on my 7 day on earth, the first aznimal i was with a deer, bamibiPosted By asdf On 04.14.2010 @ 2:43 am