Life… it’s my freedom!

My freedom ends where the freedom of the others begins.What freedom means to me?.. there are times when you are less than yourself and less than anything. Less than a object you look at,less than a chair,than a table and only a piece of wood. You’re underneath things in the basement of reality,in your own life and in what happens aroud. you are a more ephemeral and broken than elemental material properties.Yet,you are what you can be.It is what you make it.No matter what,you’re going to mess up sometimes,but the good part is that you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. I can cry when i want to cry,sing when i want to,i can hear the silence of the mornings and i can feel whenever i want the grass as he caress your feet. That is freedom! So keep your head high,keep your chin up and most importantly,keep smiling ‘cause life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about. 🙂

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Vintage is the new color..

It is easily overlooked that what is now called vinage was once brand new.For my own style,i love vintage. 60′ and 70′ are my favorite . i love baby doll dresses and the soft colors.i try to mix a little bit of modern into that-maybe i’ll wear it with boots.In the souls of the peoplethe grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy,growing heavy for the vintage. My soul is also vintage; ..he always loved the sound of music! That’s why for me, vintage is the new color! 😛Usoara-nebunie-matinala

When you treat madness , the best solution is to pretend you’re normal. There is a thin line between genius and insanity , and I deleted that line. As I said , the only difference between me and a madman is that I do not suffer from insanity. I enjoy it every day!! He he 🙂

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