I was reading the paper over dinner last night and happened to come across a half page article with the photo of a couple friends of mine. Lauren and Dallas. They looked so cute and in love. The byline was tiny and vastly over shadowed by the huge quote in letters about one inch tall. `We are just happy they are together now. ` I never saw the words Plane Crash Victims.
Smiling me thought I should read this article and find out about my friends Lauren being an old co-worker. We used to work together for 3 years 3-5 days a week. We had a great work place we all went on beach days out for drinks to movie each other houses dinner a lot we were very close. Dallas was form my high school a few years older very kind he was the type of guy who in 12 grade danced with the shy 9th grader (me) who was trying to hide just a sweet boy I sure he was a nice man too.
As I read it went over there wonderful romance and I truly thought this was a wedding announcement until it wasn`t. The article turned form Della’s love of flying his own plane to the crash. It went to how he died on impact but Lauren was in critical condition. It talked about her family’s heart breaking decision to make her an organ donor and how her last act of kindness was to save 8 people.
It’s shocking how the byline can change something from a wedding announcement to a death announcement. I truly saddened by the loss of 2 wonderful people who I sure will be greatly missed Lauren just 24 and Dallas 30 sooo sooo sad.
getting mildly feed up with seeing the day backwards ...
i miss sleep! My god do i miss sleep, there is something uncontrollably frustrating about seeing the day come the wrong way round.
I dont want the sun to burn my eyes .... hell my lap is burning my eyes... Its slowly getting so bad i feel the sun hit my face and my head throbs for a moment
I am not a bloody vampire lol as fun a role play as that can be... i dont wan the sune to brun my eyes... I am just tired
I miss peaceful rest. I miss sweet dreams... waking up clam and bliss.. ya anyways if it was summer the sun would be burning my eyes already but its not... so maybe i will sleep enough that it wont 2moro
Sooo my mom is having an operation 2moro and I am sitting here worrying trying hard not to think of it to much ... but how does one not think about it when i 12 hours it going to happen. I really hate seeing ehr in the hospital i hate it i hate it soo much. I might lose my mind b4 morning sighs ... please say a pray for her
Sooooo I have a found Obsession something I am in crazy love with.
The SPIRIT HOOD!!!
I adore these things, I obsess over them I dont even think there is one I don't want. Not only are they amazing because they make you feel in touch with different parts of your self, you are helping wild life and that feels great. I mean maybe in warm places they are un practical but I live in Canada and its perfect in Vancouver.
They are warm and def make getting through a cold day much easier. There is also this affect I find wearing them brings. People seem to part for you on the street speeding cars slow to a stop. I like it lol. I have trouble going out with out at least 10 people asking me where i got it or commenting on how much they love it. They are soooo fun to wear.
In closing they are a blast they have function and a wild playful style thats not for anyone but the bold or very playful and that's just greatness to me..... Sooo if you want one and I know alot of you do :P i been linking this shit like crazy check out www.Spirithood.com and get ready to embrace something weird and wonderful or just warm and cuddly :P
I am completely blow away... and not so much in the good way.
The Passion is dead. But I too want to be alive, to live but the purest of desires seems to fade into the dark.I want to be moved, move me?
Moral of the story I watched a rather moving art film, and it left me feeling lacking.
When to 2 stright men portraying secret gay lovers have more passion in a monement acting then I have in 4 years. I have to say I feel void... its like ppl playing a role have more fire. I miss fire.
I havnt really desired someone in so long, Sure sex I love that, I love fetish and to play, But any moments of passion and desire past lust. No none I hardly remember what those feel like.
These actors ahh its not fair ... I know they were jsut playing a part but I feel evny lol
Any ways in closing I want to me moved :P