воскресенье, 25 октября 2009
06:54
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суббота, 24 октября 2009
13:26
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13:24
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11:19
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пятница, 23 октября 2009
23:03
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19:02
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17:03
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15:47
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12:28
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04:46
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четверг, 22 октября 2009
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Адам Джексон "10 секретов любви"
Современная притча о мудрости и любви, которая изменит вашу жизнь
Первый секрет Истинной Любви — СИЛА МЫСЛИ.
Любовь начинается с мыслей.
Мы становимся тем, о чем думаем. Полные любви мысли создают полную любви жизнь и полные любви отношения.
Позитивные утверждения могут изменить наши убеждения и мысли о себе и других.
Если хочешь кого-то любить, нужно учитывать его потребности и желания.
Мысли о своем идеальном партнере помогут узнать его, когда его встретишь.
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Современная притча о мудрости и любви, которая изменит вашу жизнь
Первый секрет Истинной Любви — СИЛА МЫСЛИ.
Любовь начинается с мыслей.
Мы становимся тем, о чем думаем. Полные любви мысли создают полную любви жизнь и полные любви отношения.
Позитивные утверждения могут изменить наши убеждения и мысли о себе и других.
Если хочешь кого-то любить, нужно учитывать его потребности и желания.
Мысли о своем идеальном партнере помогут узнать его, когда его встретишь.
читать дальше
17:49
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12:32
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01:30
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среда, 21 октября 2009
23:15
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"Addicted"
It's like you're a drug
It's like you're a demon I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
And I know I let you have all the power
It's like the only company I seek is misery all around
It's like you're a leech
Sucking the life from me
It's like I can't breathe
Without you inside of me
And I know I let you have all the power
And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm lost
It's like I'm giving up slowly
It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me
Leave me alone
And I know these voices in my head
Are mine alone
And I know I'll never change my ways
If I don't give you up now
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm not me
I'm hooked on you
I need a fix
I can't take it
Just one more hit
I promise I can deal with it
I'll handle it, quit it
Just one more time
Then that's it
Just a little bit more to get me through this
I'm hooked on you
I need a fix
I can't take it
Just one more hit
I promise I can deal with it
I'll handle it, quit it
Just one more time
Then that's it
Just a little bit more to get me through this
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm not me
It's like you're a drug
It's like you're a demon I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
And I know I let you have all the power
It's like the only company I seek is misery all around
It's like you're a leech
Sucking the life from me
It's like I can't breathe
Without you inside of me
And I know I let you have all the power
And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over time
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm lost
It's like I'm giving up slowly
It's like you're a ghost that's haunting me
Leave me alone
And I know these voices in my head
Are mine alone
And I know I'll never change my ways
If I don't give you up now
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
It's like I'm not me
I'm hooked on you
I need a fix
I can't take it
Just one more hit
I promise I can deal with it
I'll handle it, quit it
Just one more time
Then that's it
Just a little bit more to get me through this
I'm hooked on you
I need a fix
I can't take it
Just one more hit
I promise I can deal with it
I'll handle it, quit it
Just one more time
Then that's it
Just a little bit more to get me through this
It's like I can't breathe
It's like I can't see anything
Nothing but you
I'm addicted to you
It's like I can't think
Without you interrupting me
In my thoughts
In my dreams
You've taken over me
It's like I'm not me
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I finally found how to describe this feeling, slowly destroying me from within.
It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest (c) New Moon, Bella. So It's really feels like that.
It seems to me that I'm in a place, almost lightless and soundless. So soundless, that it's getting me pressed with an air, and so lightless, that I can't even understand that i'm alive. This place makes me feel breathless and I can't speak a world, 'cause I don't know how to do it and i'm really afraid of any sound I make.
Heavy heart beat, heavy and really slow. Time doesn't have any matters here, it's not even pain there, it's no-thing. Trying to feel myself alive with fake emotions and with living someone's lives , but it can't help, of course. Not a decision, just an attempt to survive. I'm trying.
Always want to hug myself and cry in a shower, 'cause I want to cry out this hole from my chest, to wash away this emptyness and indifference. And can't. I'm helpless in this place.
Right now I'm... ill. I hope so. I prefer to perceive my condition as illness, then anything else.
The hysterical stupid lamb -)
Makes me wanna cry too, but I can't. Can't... as always, when It's connected with you.
I сalm myself with music. Not soundless time -)
Now i don't want. I need. And it's so stupid... The stupidest thing i ever made.
It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest (c) New Moon, Bella. So It's really feels like that.
It seems to me that I'm in a place, almost lightless and soundless. So soundless, that it's getting me pressed with an air, and so lightless, that I can't even understand that i'm alive. This place makes me feel breathless and I can't speak a world, 'cause I don't know how to do it and i'm really afraid of any sound I make.
Heavy heart beat, heavy and really slow. Time doesn't have any matters here, it's not even pain there, it's no-thing. Trying to feel myself alive with fake emotions and with living someone's lives , but it can't help, of course. Not a decision, just an attempt to survive. I'm trying.
Always want to hug myself and cry in a shower, 'cause I want to cry out this hole from my chest, to wash away this emptyness and indifference. And can't. I'm helpless in this place.
Right now I'm... ill. I hope so. I prefer to perceive my condition as illness, then anything else.
The hysterical stupid lamb -)
Makes me wanna cry too, but I can't. Can't... as always, when It's connected with you.
I сalm myself with music. Not soundless time -)
Now i don't want. I need. And it's so stupid... The stupidest thing i ever made.
10:28
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00:40
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