Archive for September, 2009

the cruel life…

as we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to let us down probably will. you’ll have your heart broken, probably more then once, and it’s harder every time. you’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when someone broke yours. you’ll fight with your best friend and maybe even fall in love with them. you’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. you’ll cry because time is passing too fast and you’ll eventually lose someone close to you. so take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt because every 60 seconds you spend angry or upset is a minnute of happiness you’ll never get back…

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my fashionista bag loving kitty cat :)

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my baby 🙂

a beautiful song

starbucks update

i had my delicious starbucks today 🙂

starbucks

mocha_fraptoday when i finished my job i was walking on champs-elysees and all i could think of it was a big cup of mocha frappucino from starbucks…..  and  it was so crowded and and there were so many babys crying  and it was all crazy ….. i just past the starbucks and i was to lazy to turn back because i had a realy busy day…. so now i am dreaming about it :|)

paris….

i arrived to paris today, after a long agitated trip… i have almost missed my flight because  the car break down but finaly i made it to the airport, my flight was a ‘little’ shaky, the landing was the worst , the plane felt like a feather in the wind.

at the end everything was perfect, it’s been a few motnhs since my last trip to paris  and i realy missed it. paris is my favorite city despite the fact that i don’t like the ‘merde’ french peopels… they are to arrogant for merecovered602

a sweet dream

.                                                                                         .Baby, I want a house with white furniture and wooden floors. With big windows and no curtains. With plants in the bathroom and a big chandelier hanging from the kitchen`s ceiling.  I want candles after sunset, I want music and I want you to write me short love messages and stick them on my mirror, so I can read them in the morning while putting lipstick on my lips…