People don't own much anymore.
Even their ideas and beliefs once belonged to someone else.
Let's be original shall we?
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
I'm a gypsy. Traveling from heart to heart; touching souls. Never lingering for too long. So many people out in the universe longing to be touched by someone who sees them; see where others are blind. I make memories and those memories make me. I never carry any luggage, just the clothes on my back. I travel light. Those memories carry me. I know I will make more and one day fly on all these memories. I shall be carried to the heavens where I rain my memories down on the lonely souls. I'm a gypsy. Traveling from heart to heart because no one ever came close to my beating heart.
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