Saturday, March 22nd, 2003
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12:29 am - shrink
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I want to be a licensed psychoanalyst and one day I will be that's why I am studying clinical psychology after all
current mood: happy
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12:16 am - that little girl inside
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now I am sure that I am not completely grown up not yet, maybe never and I like it, sometimes at least the problem is that I should be the one who controls that childish side of mine so I should be able to switch it on whenever I want schemas of our childhood are very strong and influencing every day
current mood: girlish
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12:11 am - so the night has come
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I've bought great incense cones today so wonderful delicate and natural scent of them white jasmine and juniper very very beautiful, like a dream
current mood: thoughtful
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Monday, March 17th, 2003
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1:14 pm
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oh I have to start learning I am having my psychopatology classes on Wed I love it truly yeah, clinical psychology is great
current mood: waiting for the Sun current music: acordei
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12:49 pm - I am in the mood for apples today - sweet crispy green
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thoughts surrounding delicately nice feeling under the skin few thoughts dancing on mind Springtime is coming yeah yeah yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
no more snow please I am begging whoever is responsible for the weather
soulmate
she draws dogs in boxes surrounded by cheese and paints angels burning in hell how could I not love her?
~Michael Phillips
current mood: cheesy :-) current music: A Flor E O Espinho
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12:43 pm - I couldn't agree more
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"Stars and People are made of the same stuff" --Bill Nye the Science Guy
so nice feeling of stardust on my face, delicate and very natural kind of emotion
current mood: starry
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11:15 am - Spring is in the air
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words are blocked yet but they will find the way to show up
current mood: sunny current music: de phazz
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Sunday, March 16th, 2003
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11:46 pm
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Tuesday, June 19th, 2001
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2:45 pm
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I am the air of fresh breaths you only wish you still had after drowning in a sea of loneliness far too long
~kevin urenda
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Wednesday, June 13th, 2001
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1:56 pm - one more thoguht, kinda wise I think
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1:55 pm - angelbyte for today
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The reason angels can fly is that they take themselves so lightly...
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1:15 pm - lovely poem -
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I touch your hand and my arms grow strong. Like a pair of birds that burst with song. My eyes stare down on your lovely face, and I hold the world in my embrace.
Younger than springtime - are you. Softer than starlight - are you. Warmer than winds of June are the gentle lips you gave me.
Gaier than laughter - are you. Sweeter than music - are you. Angel and lover Heaven and Earth are you to me.
And when your youth and joy invade my arms. And fill me heart as now they do then...
Younger than springtime - am I. Gaier than laughter - am I. Angel and lover Heaven and Earth am I with you.
Younger than springtime - are you. Softer than starlight - are you. Warmer than winds of June are the gentle lips you gave me.
Gaier than laughter - are you. Sweeter than music - are you. Angel and lover Heaven and Earth are you to me.
And when your youth and joy invade my arms. And fill me heart as now they do then...
Younger than springtime - am I. Gaier than laughter - am I. Angel and lover Heaven and Earth am I with you.
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Tuesday, June 12th, 2001
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3:20 pm
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It takes time, love and support to find peace with the restless one. Deirdra Sarault
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3:17 pm
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Everything in life that we really accept undergoes a change. So sufering must become love. That is the mystery. Katherine Mansfield.
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3:15 pm - Monsters
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" We all have monsters. Maybe it's depression over the past or present circumstances, or resentments about anothers behaviour, or fear of a new situation. Maybe it's jealousy of other people. The more attention we give the monsters, the more powerful they get. The harder we try to resist the jealousy or depression or fear, the greater it becomes. We find the way of letting them go through one another. When we share ourselves fully with one another, share our monsters with one another, they no longer dominate us. They seek the dark recesses of our minds, and when we shime the light on them, they recoil..."
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1:25 pm - angelbyte for today
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Let us be silent that we may hear the whispers of the gods
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1:20 pm
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"I try to quit you baby, baby, baby but ya keep me Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mesmerised..."
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Monday, June 11th, 2001
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1:50 pm
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1:31 pm
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"Suddenly he remembers Sixo trying to describe what he felt about the Thirty-Mile Woman. "She is a friend of my mind. She gather me, man. The pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good, you know, when you got a woman who is a friend of your mind."
Beloved Toni Morrison
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1:26 pm
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"fizyka jest prawdziwa biblia jest prawdziwa milosc jest prawdziwa i prawdziwy jest bol" H. Poswiatowska
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