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I would like to have a room like this one. That reminds me that there just may be that teeny tiny possibility of a winner in me. So encouraging. I love the decor and the rugged look. 

Brittany Murphy's death has hit the Top charts of the news today and will probably be the gossip and talks to quite a colossal amount of people for a while. So was the death of Michael Jackson.
I don't think i've ever been interested in anything of Brittany's. I could easily say i have never recognized her till today. Neither have i admired Micheal Jackson. He is talented and that is an understatement but i don't appreciate the way he looks like even though his songs have always been ' it doesn't matter if you're black or white' when it clearly matters to him or ' i'm starting with the man in the mirror' because honestly, he merely took it on the superficial level.
Question is why would people only make such a big fuss and so-call honor these people only when they are no longer around. Why speak of them like you have admired and loved their talent only when everyone else is talking about them.
It is really sad to see a person's death turning into gossip when the truth is, no one will really know what its like till they lose someone of their own.

I have nightmares every now and then . So much so that no matter how real it may be at that point in time, i know it isn't . Then when i get out of bed i look forward to breakfast or brunch to make me feel all better again. 

 Is the thought of not seeing someone for awhile enough to make you miss them?

It is only because society can't morally accept this in a professional workplace is why i can never go to such an extent. Makes me so sad just wanting tattoos.

I did not wake up hungry today , in fact i was woken up by hunger. There was no time transition , no two second realization before hunger is recognized. It literally got me up. Hunger had me in his clutches at 6.50 am this morning. I had two eggs and mushrooms and brands chicken essence. I felt so satisfied and went back to sleep for another two hours till i woke up to eat official breakfast.
What a lovely morning.

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
In secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in
Itself the light of hidden flowers;
Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way

That this: where I does not exist, nor you,
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

My 21st then now Christmas and then the new year.
A first time for everything without you.

I love theme songs from Disney fairy tale movies.