sexta-feira, 20 de abril de 2012

just some words again.

Where I always begun with
is now adays worst nightmare
you see whats inside of your mind, but cant make what you dont want to go away..
..this is one of the few real things that grow up suck to..
you can let things aside but you cant make them go away.
Even if its necessary to be fine... to live.
Its called "luggage".. things that you get along the way and its always there..
Experience.
Thats all we gather and have, that no one can take from us.
They can take our wifes, husbands, children, friends, parents... even our freedom.
But our experiences are locked down in our minds.
Good or bad, they're everyday .. tormenting or conforting...
...and they are this luggages.. everyone have and everyone carry their..
sometimes they're loan.. and everyone have them too..
..if you think you're special for carring your's alone.. think again.

So.. it ends here.
Dont even know why I wrote this.

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