right. so mostly i write stuff in my xanga when im feeling a strong emotion and when i write i do it for myself.  I guess it's my way of searching myself and exploring my emotions by presenting it to the world (internet), but at the same time, it doesn't matter to me if anyone sees it (it really doesn't).  i just think it's my way of getting things off my chest. sometimes i think what a great help things like xangas and such could be to some people, but at the same time, they could also be a terrible thing.

i've got a new xanga. i won't be writing here anymore is what im thinkin.

why is it that there are some people who you once carred about so very much....(as if you were going to explode you carred so much)....who hurt you to the point where you almost gave up with the result of you stopping carring about them (as if you know you'll never "love" them again)....and yet there are some people who you carred about deeply, much like the first example ,who also hurt you, and still you care about them with all of your heart?

does it mean you "loved" the person who hurt you and you still care about (person 2)? does it just mean you cared about the 2nd person more? Were you just too used to the pain to care anymore (i dnt think it's this one)? Is it still love if you can let reason rule you over?

so many questions + many more

peace, love, health & randomosity

Ana Maria

WHAT CANCER CAN'T DO

It cannot cripple love,

It cannot shatter hope,

It cannot corrode faith,

It cannot destroy confidence,

It canot kill friendship,

It cannot shut out memories,

It cannot silence courage,

It cannot invade the soul,

It cannot reduce eternal life,

It cannot quench the spirit.

....a few weeks ago my friend died from cancer and i think that we should all remember never to let love fade because with love comes hope and beauty as well as the joy of life.  By love i do not mean romantic love, i mean love for others, ourselves, and life. Remember to tell those who you care about that you do care about them because you never know when they might not be around anymore.  Follow your heart and believe.

peace, love, health & randomosity

Ana Maria

is it still me that makes you sweat, am i who you think about in bed, when the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as youre sliding off her dress, then think of what you did, and how i hope to god she was worth it, when the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch her skin, ive got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck, than any girl youll ever meet, sweetie you had me, boy i was it look past the sweat, a better love deserving of, exchanging body heat in the passenger seat, no, no, no you know it will always just be, me.

Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And on with my life

ana maria

get over it.

peace, love, health & randomosity

Ana Maria