sábado, 26 de noviembre de 2011

If he doesn´t chase you when you walk away, keepwalking.

I cant fall asleep but i sure can dream.
 You appear just like a dream to me.

You are, and always have been, my dream.
If you ever love somebody put your hands up.

 You were a dream, then a reality, now a memory.
I still dream of you sometimes.
My dream is to hear rocks on my window an see you standing there in the rain.
Under the same sky, dreaming the same dream.
 Becouse you´re young, you´re torn between a world of hate and a world of dreams. So much to lose, so much to gain, so much to fight for, so much to change.

 I want to travel all over the word, just to take pictures of us kissing in every city.
Would you like you, if you meet you?
 All i want is to be happy, confident, and skinny as hell.



Boo you whore.
Whats wrong with just being you?
I wonder if anyone ever looks at me and thinks ´wow she´s beautifull.

 She turned her can´ts into cans, and her dreams into plans.
Keep your head up. Things will get better.  Keep smiling, you will inspire someone. you are loved.

 You have to believe.
May all you´re dreams come true. (even the ones they laughed at)
 Not all who wander are lost.
Record all of your dreams on paper, or in memory, put them on your bookshelf with you´re seashell colletign

 The perfect day: going to bed with a dream waking up with a propuse.
 If you never chase your dreams you´ll never catch them.

You musn´t  be afraid to dream a little bigger darling.
 I must be dreaming.
If someone says   "That´s impossible" you shoul understand it as " According to my very limited experience and narrow understanding of reality, that´s very unlikely"


I livein the clouds. Reality is not for me. People say i should come down. That the clouds are not a place for grown ups to be. I smile at them. Maybe one day, i say maby one day i will come down. But i never will. Reality is not for me. I shall stay up here. The view is quite breath taking.  
Let me be your lovely nightmare.
Most people run because deep down, they want to be chased.
 If you don´t believe in yourself WHO WILL?

I am not a second fucking choice.

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