Ponder me this
Shared joy may be doubled joy,
but shared madness is definitely halved madness.
Happy endings take a bunch of effort.
posted by HjAa | 6:58 am
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Life is an article
"Life was good, back in the days". Ever thought about how the only remains of the past is how you remember it? Life is an article, my friend; it's up to you to make yesterday epic.
About Me
- Name: HjAa
- Location: London, United Kingdom
I live life hard. I love intensity, high speed and passionate romance. I'm a crooner, writer, poet, actor, snowboarder, singer and dancer, who trusts too much and falls in love too easily. I'm also a total nerd who can spend three days in a row playing computer games.
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- Oh, free spiritWhat role will you play next? Yet ...
- What would you do?
- The Fear of the Backstab
- The limit
- Frost
- Ponder me this
- The fading life
- Breadcrumbs
- A night with Mr. Berringer
- June 2006
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Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Friday, September 02, 2011
The fading life
He found her lying on the pier, cold and alone in the morning mist. B'Naan! He stopped in his tracked, shivered, then hurried to pick her up. Her yellow shell had gotten brown bruises in several spots and he knew that she wouldn't last long in there. He started to carefully and methodically strip her from her battered suit, and could see that the damage had not yet been collateral. He knew that this was not a moment to hesitate. There was only one thing he could do, to avoid further decomposition. He put her in his mouth.
posted by HjAa | 6:08 am
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