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update

i'm sorry if i don't add you but reached the friends limit here, and still didn't find a way to overcome it. :( 



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buy my stuff



.: spreadshirt and zazzle

[my thoughts on t-shirts]

.: dawanda

[crocheted stuff]

.: prickie

^^^^^^ they closed! :(( lucky you if you bought them already...

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i couldn't resist,

i'm making designs for t-shirts. 

you can find them here and here.

needless to say, feel free to buy them :P 

Touch me

I am losing shape

Look I am invisible

Can you say my name



If there's a perfect sky that we came from

We'll be like stars forever shining on



Catch me

I am almost there

How can I be near

I am highspeed

I am everywhere



I couldn't catch your smile

You are blinded by another side

I couldn't say goodbye

You are traveling at the speed of light



You and me

We never cross the boundary

That's how I know you

I can hear you say



You and me

We never unveil mysteries

Once you are shining

We never tried again



You and me

Always traveling separately

When I try to reach you

You are miles away



Catch me

I am almost there

How can I be near

I am highspeed

I am everywhere



You couldn't read my mind

How I wanted you to hold me tight

I couldn't save that night

I was passing by at the speed of light



We are flesh and we are free

Wa are drift wood in the sea

From the distance we are stars

Like there is a face on Mars



Wa are lost and we are one

We are neighbours to the Sun

Slowly drifting out of sight

Traveling at the speed of light 



{ Alphawezen - Speed of light }

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, 

I have forgotten, and what arms have lain 

Under my head till morning; but the rain 

Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh 

Upon the glass and listen for reply, 

And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain 

For unremembered lads that not again 

Will turn to me at midnight with a cry. 

Thus in winter stands the lonely tree, 

Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, 

Yet knows its boughs more silent than before: 

I cannot say what loves have come and gone, 

I only know that summer sang in me 

A little while, that in me sings no more.



{What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why}

{Sonnet XLIII}	 

{Edna St. Vincent Millay}

absolutely a lovely blog to step by, found great pictures and words there, thank you!

really lovely blog, so bad i can't add you right now... will delete some inactive friend to make space! can't miss your entries :)





i love this image. my dream... to live in an immense place full of books  - and sit there, all the time, reading.

Tell me how you've been,

Tell what you've seen,

Tell me that you'd like to see me too.



'cause my heart is full of no blood,

My cup is full of no love,

Couldn't take another sip even if I wanted.



But it's not too late,

Not too late for love.



My lungs are out of air,

Yours are holding smoke,

And it's been like that for so long.



I've seen people try to change,

And I know it isn't easy,

But nothin' worth the time ever is.



And it's not too late,

It's not too late for love,

For love,

For love,

For love. 



{ not to late - norah jones }