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Trying to stay optimistic...
Feeling terribly sold
“I’ve only had one ambition-to be free to follow out a good feeling. I had others once, but they’ve passed away.”
Me too...but I had hoped for better for you.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn't the way they actually are.
John Green
I always believed you would marry a man of importance.
This is your choice?
thantophobia
(n.) the phobia of losing someone you love
Lord Warburton versus me. You may wonder how we came to be friends?
You can also watch the new 2015 footage of our eagle soaring on the dunes of Dubai : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3vrX5bWBz1A Music: Topher Mohr and Alex ...
How I wish I could be so free.
She is. She soars like a bird in the light and the blue sky, far above the heads of men.
There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time Then it all went wrong I dreamed a dream in time gone by When hope was high And life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving Then I was young and unafraid And dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung No wine untasted But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame
I love you, but I love without hope.
Isabelle: you live on air.
Me: I do very much, and I shall go back into the garden and take another mouthful.
I am a paradox- a man with a lung condition, always on the run.