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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 11:08:21 GMT -2
What is sadness? .... Is a feeling that consumes you... that don´t leaves you think, that you paralyzes you.. and makes you suffer in solitude ...
Why?.. because we feel fragile ... we are like little dolls manipulated to the random, Today is a day of fun ... morning will be of pain ..
We are all puppets of the destination, we are all specialists in hide our feelings to others... We are all vulnerable the love, the pain, the fear ... we all want to laugh although the sadness is consuming us.
 Love this one sis! Thanks, Colin  ... I love you!  
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 12:11:44 GMT -2
A village away from everything and everyone ... the mountains around us and give us shelter and hospitality. the peace we breathe is so big .. that the melancholy can more, the air hitting the leaves of the poplars ... simulates with your moving the sound of the sea ... the singing of the birds, invites us to sleep and dream. the neighbor's cat visits us ... and begins to purr wanting to play. each year the village is more sad ... the neighbors are older, they are sick, and little by little they are dying. Remember when we were many ... when we fill the street with our shouts and laughter, when we would make parties by anything, because always we had something to celebrate ... And now ... we are few, every once fewer, We looked at each others ... and we feel the need to mourn, because nothing is the same ... because the village is dying without anyone can remedy.  My home and my life on the mountains.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2014 7:36:38 GMT -2
Fragile as a butterfly, vital as a moonbeam ... is the heartbeat. vulnerable, sensitive, sheds tears of pain ... cheerful, funny, explodes leaving a trail euphoria and emotion, is who dictates our feelings, our emotions ... our end. knows all our secrets, our loves ... our sufferings. And when, after arduous battles full of emotion stops beating .. we close our eyes and we leave as in a dream ... liberating a last sigh without breath.

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Post by Deleted on Aug 26, 2014 23:14:19 GMT -2
Imperturbable, agonizing and imperfect silence... cold as ice and hurtful like a dagger, mute silence that grips the soul ... who wants raise the voice and scream, rebel silence as the Phoenix bird ... who wants to revive from the ashes and fly, brave and risky silence, without afraid of anything ... as a beautiful winged pink.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2014 12:50:23 GMT -2
Today ... I will not post a poem, it's just a phrase that sums up how I feel at the loss of a friend, someone who was a little chubby, but ... her forms were beautiful, she could not find clothes in fashion shops that to she liked, and she stopped eating, began to vomiting and have severe eating disorders, but ... she was happy, because finally, she could buy clothes that she liked ... her anxiety by look and feel beautiful became in a disease of the soul, she was extremely thin, sickly, and still she would look fat, too fat ... I try to fight the disease, but ... finally the anorexia nervosa gave her the death ... 
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"Slut fucking society, that makes you believe that to be special must be an anorexic Barbie, and only you found death ..."
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Post by Rikki Jo on Sept 20, 2014 0:21:43 GMT -2
Today ... I will not post a poem, it's just a phrase that sums up how I feel at the loss of a friend, someone who was a little chubby, but ... her forms were beautiful, she could not find clothes in fashion shops that to she liked, and she stopped eating, began to vomiting and have severe eating disorders, but ... she was happy, because finally, she could buy clothes that she liked ... her anxiety by look and feel beautiful became in a disease of the soul, she was extremely thin, sickly, and still she would look fat, too fat ... I try to fight the disease, but ... finally the anorexia nervosa gave her the death ... 
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
"Slut fucking society, that makes you believe that to be special must be an anorexic Barbie, and only you found death ..." Siento mucho lo de tu amiga, Maria. It always saddens me to hear about a girl starving herself in order to "look good". It's only the media that says that women have to be super thin to be beautiful and to be hot. But I feel that it shouldn't have to be that way. In fact, there are a lot of beautiful women in every shape and size, all over the world. I also feel that personality should matter more than physical appearance. I'm big-boned, which makes me look a little chubby. I used to feel very insecure about my figure, and I also would wish that I could wear certain stylish clothes that would be too small or too tight for me. When I was a kid, a few other kids rejected me because of my figure, and also, a few others teased me about it. How hurtful and humiliating! I had often wished that I was thin. But then I learned to be happy with myself.. Now I feel better about myself than before, as well as gratefully having many people in my life who adore me and care about me, even though I'm big-boned. I even found clothes I LOVE that fit me well. I recently had a dream that there was a post about me in a plus-size fashion appreciation blog on Tumblr... I got excited and called one of the girls from this site to tell her about it. Some guy (who we don't know) was listening to our conversation, and he started laughing and making fun of me. Then later I went shopping at a mall, and that guy was there too.. He laughed at me every time he saw me. Yes, all of this was just a dream. But I hope nothing like that happens in real life. I love these quotes by Mike: "Girls with beautiful curves and nice healthy filled out bodies shouldn't feel the need to be super thin to be considered gorgeous.""As long as you're healthy, there's no reason to be ashamed of your body."
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Post by Rikki Jo on Sept 20, 2014 1:07:27 GMT -2
Me gustan mucho tus poemas, Maria.  Siempre he admirado tu modo de escribir, y también tu modo de expresar los sentimientos.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2014 2:24:22 GMT -2
Today ... I will not post a poem, it's just a phrase that sums up how I feel at the loss of a friend, someone who was a little chubby, but ... her forms were beautiful, she could not find clothes in fashion shops that to she liked, and she stopped eating, began to vomiting and have severe eating disorders, but ... she was happy, because finally, she could buy clothes that she liked ... her anxiety by look and feel beautiful became in a disease of the soul, she was extremely thin, sickly, and still she would look fat, too fat ... I try to fight the disease, but ... finally the anorexia nervosa gave her the death ... 
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"Slut fucking society, that makes you believe that to be special must be an anorexic Barbie, and only you found death ..." Siento mucho lo de tu amiga, Maria. It always saddens me to hear about a girl starving herself in order to "look good". It's only the media that says that women have to be super thin to be beautiful and to be hot. But I feel that it shouldn't have to be that way. In fact, there are a lot of beautiful women in every shape and size, all over the world. I also feel that personality should matter more than physical appearance. I'm big-boned, which makes me look a little chubby. I used to feel very insecure about my figure, and I also would wish that I could wear certain stylish clothes that would be too small or too tight for me. When I was a kid, a few other kids rejected me because of my figure, and also, a few others teased me about it. How hurtful and humiliating! I had often wished that I was thin. But then I learned to be happy with myself.. Now I feel better about myself than before, as well as gratefully having many people in my life who adore me and care about me, even though I'm big-boned. I even found clothes I LOVE that fit me well. I recently had a dream that there was a post about me in a plus-size fashion appreciation blog on Tumblr... I got excited and called one of the girls from this site to tell her about it. Some guy (who we don't know) was listening to our conversation, and he started laughing and making fun of me. Then later I went shopping at a mall, and that guy was there too.. He laughed at me every time he saw me. Yes, all of this was just a dream. But I hope nothing like that happens in real life. I love these quotes by Mike: "Girls with beautiful curves and nice healthy filled out bodies shouldn't feel the need to be super thin to be considered gorgeous.""As long as you're healthy, there's no reason to be ashamed of your body."Thanks for your answer, Rikki..  I always thought that no one should feel different regardless of their physiognomy, but ... society has made us believe that only are valid some bodies and an certain beauty, and this obsession by the unreal has become a disease in many cases .. . myself know what it is to suffer for having to stay in a weight, I know what it is suffer faints by stop eating to meet a target set, and I know what is to suffer eating disorders for years ... right now I feel like I'm recovered, but ... is something that never really heals, because anytime you can fall back and make the same mistake ... I know how hard it has been for you too, and I think that continues to be ... just wish that we could all be happy such and as we are, without matter what the the rest think of us, but sometimes ... is something very difficult to achieve.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2014 2:31:54 GMT -2
Me gustan mucho tus poemas, Maria.  Siempre he admirado tu modo de escribir, y también tu modo de expresar los sentimientos. Gracias por leerlos y darme tu opinión, significa mucho para mi, Rikki  ... Te quiero! 
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Post by Rikki Jo on Sept 25, 2014 1:42:40 GMT -2
Siento mucho lo de tu amiga, Maria. It always saddens me to hear about a girl starving herself in order to "look good". It's only the media that says that women have to be super thin to be beautiful and to be hot. But I feel that it shouldn't have to be that way. In fact, there are a lot of beautiful women in every shape and size, all over the world. I also feel that personality should matter more than physical appearance. I'm big-boned, which makes me look a little chubby. I used to feel very insecure about my figure, and I also would wish that I could wear certain stylish clothes that would be too small or too tight for me. When I was a kid, a few other kids rejected me because of my figure, and also, a few others teased me about it. How hurtful and humiliating! I had often wished that I was thin. But then I learned to be happy with myself.. Now I feel better about myself than before, as well as gratefully having many people in my life who adore me and care about me, even though I'm big-boned. I even found clothes I LOVE that fit me well. I recently had a dream that there was a post about me in a plus-size fashion appreciation blog on Tumblr... I got excited and called one of the girls from this site to tell her about it. Some guy (who we don't know) was listening to our conversation, and he started laughing and making fun of me. Then later I went shopping at a mall, and that guy was there too.. He laughed at me every time he saw me. Yes, all of this was just a dream. But I hope nothing like that happens in real life. I love these quotes by Mike: "Girls with beautiful curves and nice healthy filled out bodies shouldn't feel the need to be super thin to be considered gorgeous.""As long as you're healthy, there's no reason to be ashamed of your body."Thanks for your answer, Rikki..  I always thought that no one should feel different regardless of their physiognomy, but ... society has made us believe that only are valid some bodies and an certain beauty, and this obsession by the unreal has become a disease in many cases .. . myself know what it is to suffer for having to stay in a weight, I know what it is suffer faints by stop eating to meet a target set, and I know what is to suffer eating disorders for years ... right now I feel like I'm recovered, but ... is something that never really heals, because anytime you can fall back and make the same mistake ... I know how hard it has been for you too, and I think that continues to be ... just wish that we could all be happy such and as we are, without matter what the the rest think of us, but sometimes ... is something very difficult to achieve. I wish too that we all could always be happy just as we are, no matter what other people think or say about us. But like Matt has told me, just let the negativity slide off you like water off a duck's back.. Once you've learned to do that, you'll feel way less insecure and just not give a damn about anyone else's opinion about you. Humans are humans, and every human should be treated equally with respect.. Different outsides and insides should not matter. I've always thought that people's differences make the world very interesting, and I've always felt that if everybody was totally the same, the world would be boring as hell.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 25, 2014 1:57:10 GMT -2
Thanks for your answer, Rikki..  I always thought that no one should feel different regardless of their physiognomy, but ... society has made us believe that only are valid some bodies and an certain beauty, and this obsession by the unreal has become a disease in many cases .. . myself know what it is to suffer for having to stay in a weight, I know what it is suffer faints by stop eating to meet a target set, and I know what is to suffer eating disorders for years ... right now I feel like I'm recovered, but ... is something that never really heals, because anytime you can fall back and make the same mistake ... I know how hard it has been for you too, and I think that continues to be ... just wish that we could all be happy such and as we are, without matter what the the rest think of us, but sometimes ... is something very difficult to achieve. I wish too that we all could always be happy just as we are, no matter what other people think or say about us. But like Matt has told me, just let the negativity slide off you like water off a duck's back.. Once you've learned to do that, you'll feel way less insecure and just not give a damn about anyone else's opinion about you. Humans are humans, and every human should be treated equally with respect.. Different outsides and insides should not matter. I've always thought that people's differences make the world very interesting, and I've always felt that if everybody was totally the same, the world would be boring as hell. I'm not going to add anything to your words, because what you said is really perfect ...  Thank you, Rikki. 
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Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 7:34:01 GMT -2
Madness, love, mistake, pain ... feelings hidden in the heart. Madness of love ... by hug him, caress him, loving him and feel him so deep and inside of you... that your heart would leave beating. Love ... love by his lips, his gaze, his hair and all his body ... that drives you crazy and makes you lose reason. the same reason that makes you weak, vulnerable, see ghosts, and feel pain ... even knowing that everything is a mistake, that it is only the fruit of your imagination. An imagination that makes you to go mad, loving, lose, mourn ... makes you feel as an shooting star in the sky, waiting that someone says your name and your wish come true.

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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 9:19:27 GMT -2
As the beauty of a flower fades, something died on her inside that day ... when the light went out, and all was silent ... when shadows seized her being, and they caressed her soul ... when an inert feeling of hope, gave wings to fly to her last abode ...

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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2015 7:12:18 GMT -2
That one is so moving Maria.. I keep reading it, and it gives me goosebumps. The ending is gorgeous. The poem overall seems a bit saddening, but your written with such elegance that it's really beautiful and releasing.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 18, 2015 7:40:23 GMT -2
That one is so moving Maria.. I keep reading it, and it gives me goosebumps. The ending is gorgeous. The poem overall seems a bit saddening, but your written with such elegance that it's really beautiful and releasing. Thanks for read it, my sweet Matt  ... means a lot to me  ... Is dedicated to my aunt / godmother Julia, and I loved her too, just wanted to pay a small tribute to so wonderful person she was... and I talk about beauty flower fades, because that day not only does she died, they died all its beautiful flowers that she loved and adored so much ...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2015 16:12:38 GMT -2
Incipient love that grows very inside ... as a burning fire that burning in your chest. As snowflakes slip through your body ... and make you shake and succumbing to desire. I wish you, I wish you, I wish you ...

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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 5:41:46 GMT -2
Now this one was sexy, very sexy!  I felt like I wanted to have an ice cube slide on my body.. To very nice places.  haha
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 6:27:59 GMT -2
Thanks, cariño  ... made me smile  ... your and your thoughts  ...
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2015 8:38:49 GMT -2
Blurred and contradictory vision of life ... that makes you unable understand nothing, and remain trapped ... on a road without much hope.

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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2015 14:32:32 GMT -2
Every day at sunset ... feels like her body becomes limp, her hands feel pain and she can hardly write, her mind is unable to stay awake. Her eyes closed ... she sleep deeply, but ... never gets to remember that moment, when her body is abandoned altogether between the arms of Morpheus, and her dream is so short, so ephemeral ... always wake up scared, without understanding what happens in her mind, without understanding that steals all her peace.

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