Sunday, February 20, 2011

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words I could'nt say.

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If you ask me, what is the best way jemandemn to reveal his feelings, my answer would be through a song. But since we are not in Glee, High School Musical or Camp Rock and the likelihood that suddenly from all corners of violins, sounding piano and guitar sounds is relatively small, it would create "with-this-song like--I show-you- -how-much-I-love you "- appearance on the reality rather embarrassing. Nagut. The most important is that the feelings come over, but a heartbreaking "Breaking Free" we are not ran well. Apart from that, I am of the opinion that some of their voices should rise even under exclusion of the public. Why are there showers?

Luckily, there are other ways to express his love!
day I sat, like every night, on the bus. I call him my very loving "Ghetto liner.
As I read the text message by accident my side seater. Under normal circumstances I would not do something outrageous, but when I read the first words of this incredibly romantic "shazzz dU bish main life for you would iSch Sterbaaan Message read, I could not take my eyes more give up his cell phone (also was the guy so broad that it eh half-sat on my seat), and there 'says one, love messages via text message are unromantic;)

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I bervozuge personally, however, correct, self-written letters!
There is nothing better than to read them and through them to learn something new or to be reminded of something. The mere thought of it that someone had so much trouble delights me every time!
I've already got in all possible forms. And I did keep them all. Whether the message on a card on a cloth flag, in photos, or 13-page paper was checkered college block. It is something that ONLY you have. And you can read it whenever you want! Even in 10 years, as opposed to an e-mail or a Facebook message that it can be deleted by a small 'click' with the mouse. In plain language: I love letters.

Too bad that I can not write.
I can not absolute. I sit down again and again, wasting vast amounts of paper and let it remain in the end. I am grateful for the wonderful polite letter, sit down at the piano and sing "You Are the Music in Me".

not .

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