expanding my knowledge about LIFE itself.
I AM PRETTY MUCH CONTENT WITH THE PEOPLE WHO ARE PART OF MY LIFE ALREADY.
"we will complement each other.. I will be half of what YOU are not, and YOU will be the half of what I am not."
yah digg? lol.
rofls. yahhh, what can i say, when you're so drunk you sound good to yourself!
whatever rocks my ears!
aladdin, the wood, a bronx tale, my girl I-II-III, a walk to remember, spiderman I-II-soon to be III. =)
BOY MEETS WORLD.
ONE ART
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is not disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved homes went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it make look like (Write it!) a disaster.
mom & sis. my FAMILY.