Who would have ever thouhgt that I would agree with Mussolini??!?!
But I guess there is a first to anything, and here it is:

“you can build a Mosque in Rome when we can build a church in Mecca"


I never thought about it like this before...but the muslim community is asking for rights that they are not willing to give anyone else. They are the biggest racists of them all.
How is that no one stands up for the rest of the world and asks the question why Synagogues and Churches are not allowed to be build in Muslim countires????
Why are they demanding acceptance and respect from everyone while not giving it to anyone else?

chuck palahniuk, choke
What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.

thanks to ladymadness...I read this poem today.
How true it is...

I Am by John Clare


I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am! and live with shadows tost

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
And e'en the dearest--that I loved the best--
Are strange--nay, rather stranger than the rest.

I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smil'd or wept;
There to abide with my creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below--above the vaulted sky.

William French looked about his flat in Corduroy Mansions, as anybody might survey his or her flat in a moment of self-assessment, of stocktaking.

There was a lot wrong with it, he decided, just as he felt there was a lot that was not quite right with his life in general. Sorting out one’s flat, though, is often easier than sorting out oneself, and there is a great deal to be said for first getting one’s flat in order before attempting the same thing with one’s life.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/books/corduroymansionsbyalexandermcca/6202369/The-Dog-Who-Came-In-From-The-Cold-Chapter-1-What-Our-Furniture-Says-About-Us.html

I'm an only child and probably very spoiled when it comes to attention.

When shit brings you down, just say 'fuck it' and eat yourself some motherfucking candy

-- David Sedaris, Me Talk Pretty One Day (You Can't Kill the Rooster)

"Live all you can; it's a mistake not to. It doesn't so much matter what you do in particular, so long as you have your life. If you haven't had that what HAVE you had?"
The Ambassadors by Henry James

The right time is ANY time that one is still so lucky as to have.
The Ambassadors by Henry James

"The difficult part in an argument
is not to defend one's opinion,
but rather to know it." ~Andre Marois

Друзья, они всегда друзья!
Без них прожить ни дня нельзя!
Без них мне не осилить бед...
Без них не может быть побед!

Друзья, они всегда друзья!
В общении с ними жизнь моя!
Я с ними не кривлю душой,
А остаюсь самой собой!

Друзья, они всегда друзья!
Помогут, выручат меня!
И в мирной жизни, и в бою,
Я им доверю жизнь мою!


Друзья, они всегда друзья!
Мне с ними связь терять нельзя,
Они мне дарят радость встреч,
Их дружбу буду я беречь

Когда Создатель женщину творил,
Он все продумал в ней до мелочей,
Талантами, дарами одарил,
Таинственным сиянием очей...
Он мягкость формам, телу ее дал,
И прочность, и выносливость в придачу,
Чтоб вид ее мужчину возбуждал,
И приносил богатство и удачу...
Ее глаза слезами Бог украсил,
Чтоб выражала радости и боль,
Ее эмоции души разнообразил,
В состав слезы, подмешивая соль...
И ум ей гибче и пластичней подарил,
С глубоким, тонким, трепетным сознанием,
Любуясь и гордясь, провозгласил
Всех женщин - исключительным созданием!
В ней силы есть мужчину поразить,
Она выносливей в конфликтах и болезнях,
Она умеет ненавидеть и любить,
И успокоить в колыбельных песнях...
Она от радости, от счастья плакать может,
От злости, от обиды хохотать,
Она обидчика словами уничтожит...
Она хозяйка, королева, мать...
Она залечит поцелуем раны,
И жизнь отдаст за тех, кому верна,
И героиней станет мелодрамы,
И сердце ранит, если влюблена.

Heartbreak... Heartbreak...
Heartbreak...
Uh!, Oh!, Uh!, Oh!, ...

I've tried to hold myself together
Tried to forget you've gone away
The tears I've cried, they won't subside
Unless the music starts to play

Keep it coming on and on and on

Heartbreak makes me a dancer, dancer
DJ give me the answer, answer
Love, stop getting me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
Heartbreak make me a dancer, dancer
Keep my heart beating faster, faster
Love, stop bringing me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
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