In 2007, 
firua resolves to...
firua resolves to... Go to the sims every month.
Cut down on my reading.
Tell my family about ginger snaps.
Keep my sylver clean.
Become a better claire.
Buy new composing poems.
Cut down on my reading.
Tell my family about ginger snaps.
Keep my sylver clean.
Become a better claire.
Buy new composing poems.
Dieses nette etwas für 2007 hab ich im letzten Eintrag von
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nefantoiel gefunden! Ich find das jetzt echt mal LOL.
Ich freu mich schon ein bit overnight. I celebrate that is the first time with
arynolis and sarkasmuz . As Mona said so nice, this year is the real .... a funny compilation I also have no idea what's coming because even the friends of David. Daniel habsch already taken and is also probably quite nice .... Even though that is almost as quiet as ary. A retreat takes hold each xD
With Jami did I know ... then geskypet sounded okay. But the other two ...
And anyway .. Vanessa is a really quiet, there's nothing to Agathe. Magaritha can I have not really judge. She has a really nice voice, I find, and does so quite openly. Above all, I do like her hair and her clothes * _ * Nya, as have the plans that night so I still do not now * sigh * Mona
me yes now even called and asked if I was to get nibble , since it would have the David asked yesterday and she has forgotten to tell me ...
I'm doing exactly that, because it would not do that circumstance would, in any case taken away bottles. Then I have been at Edeka and I stood there for the first time really only one option: OoO. That which was FULL! And the clock at 17.30 where the shed is in half an hour. Well, and the snacks that I have wanted was of course no longer there, but fuck it was.
I am really very curious how this is so .....
I'm definitely not firecrackers from last year, that is, if I is a silly experienced the shock of his life * * And if MWAHAHAHA Mona actually bring Silent Hill 3 * _ *, then that is so cool ... Since then enough people who can play this while I sit and watch and those annoying tell from the side where you need * snicker *
I also wrote something nice again, Nepa, and although the monastic know already, but hey .. . covered all the other net!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Welcome my friend,
welcome in my soul.
In my soul there is a space
very small and gray.
a room with only a door through which you're
just entered.
An area with many broken windows,
show you my pain.
half concealed by heavy, old, over and over patched curtains,
are the web of lies that I have woven
to protect me.
creak under your feet the floorboards,
for my soul is older than my body.
creak and groan you under your weight,
but they keep it ...
you look up to in my room,
and see in the corner to your left is a metal bed.
originally from wood with many blankets and pillows,
was a sign of the warmth in my heart.
But now it chases you chills down your back.
you rub you the trembling arms,
and look in the other corner to your right.
In this corner you see a teddy bear sitting.
an old, dusty Teddy.
move with slow steps you up to on the teddy.
staying at every creak of the floorboards are and listen.
fall arrived in the corner you on the many cracks, fissures
adorn the walls,
would be so they have been built over and over and torn down.
you can easily and carefully Your hands wander over the cracks.
your eyes wander back to the Teddy.
you move your arms and gently lift him.
gently you stroke his back and his stomach.
remove the dust, forgotten by
says the long hours.
Your fingers move to the head of the teddy.
freeing him also from the dust of time.
Free from all the dirt you hold it slightly away from you.
look at it.
On his forehead is a word.
Hope.
As you very carefully, want to let your right index finger over
slide
is the head of the shoulders, and
you look on the cotton wool from the
Body swells out.
A tear comes away from your eyes,
travels down your cheek,
hear as you head away from you as the tumbles.
A tear,
showing that you know what that means. You
rotary heat your eyes and drops the body,
my lost hope at your feet.
You turn around and stride in the middle of the room. The creaking floor boards
who proclaim my pain,
and a slight chilly wind,
expression of my loneliness, which can
shiver up,
accompany you.
Again you rub your hands over your arms.
The sensation of cold becomes stronger.
You see a chair in front of you.
the back facing you.
He has large, stable and old, old
like everything here.
mourning complains your heart,
you go further, careful
until you reach the chair.
your two hands you can drop the top on the back.
feel worn out, rough cloth under your hands.
You let it slide over the back.
it feel every bump, every hole and every burn.
For what is probably this chair you were wondering.
your eyes fall on the table to the left of the chair.
lies at the foot of this table, the head of the teddy.
lifeless beady eyes staring up to you. You
compresses your eyes and turn you away.
timid you walk left around the chair.
worries about what you'll probably see in the chair.
You look at the chair,
and see only a wine-red rug,
with many spots on the edges of the salt has settled.
You are relieved and can move your gaze to the table.
the foot to avoid du
you look directly at the table.
Three photo frames and an old, withered dahlia.
One photo frame is black.
No picture, no glass, only the frame.
see in the second frame you my family. All
is clearly understood,
it is quite a nice photo find you, me
but do not you think in this photo.
The third photo frame has a new,
as if he had just bought and there have been portrayed.
In it you spot several small photos.
all cheerful, happy and smiling.
faces of people you know
.
of my friends.
also a photo of yourself.
Your heart will be easier to understand than you
,
is why the head of the teddy on this table gekullert.
hope.
A spark.
you can slide up into the chair.
pull the rug out from under you and uncoil up in it.
lean more relaxed you back up finally, close your eyes
and on your face appears a happy smile.
Despite the misery, sadness, loneliness.
You know where I've invited you.
Welcome my friend,
Welcome to my heart.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And I need to get rid of something! I have now FINALLY ne new SIM card, meaning I have a working phone again * bounce *
Isn arrived bit late, this should already be there for Christmas, but hey better now than Not at all.
