Thursday 25 September 2014

LETS!!!! :)

LETS share a meal; how about fillet,that's Tuna,with its thick gold crust out of bread cramps  making it crunchy on the outside,but with soft white meat inside  with white rice that every single grain in it is by itself....and the oil in it makes it soft as cotton making me want to eat it plain. The gravy on it just thick enough to be an appetizer.Salad fresh kales, broccoli, carrots,some little cream.

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http://www.wine-sa.com/wp-content/uploads/wines/22540.jpgThen LET our dessert be a glass of wine,or two....no no. A bottle of it. Wait, LETS have two bottles of wine. The pink wine. Saint Claire. So that every drop of it can add joy tonight. With every glass we forget our sorrow and with another we can add laughter. Its not alcohol! Its joy!!!!!!.

LETS hold hands as we share our deepest secrets, eye to eye. Then LETS giggle when we share the silly jokes.LETS peck each other on our faces just to show the simplicity of our love. LETS us laugh the whole night, the wine has now gotten to our heads.
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LETS dance to slow music and I LET you kiss me on the forehead.LETS dance to fast music too. LETS play all kinds of games until we get tired and we fall asleep on each others arms on the sofa. And LET anyone who would see this say we are the happiest because of the smiles on our faces as we lie there peacefully.
Because we put everything to share a meal.
LETS BE HAPPY!

Thursday 18 September 2014

SHOP TILL YOU DROP!!!!!!!!




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IN NEED SUCH KIND OF MOTIVATION :) Maureen Porschaholic.

C'est la vie





Not many people want me at their parties
Tryna find my place, some place, oh I, oh I, oh I
And I drink a little more than recommended
This world ain’t exactly what my heart expected
Tryna find my way someway, oh I, oh I, oh I

[Chorus:]
See, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me
But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free
Yeah, whoa, c’est la vie
Maybe something’s wrong with me



But the difference is that I am not free.
Patience is what keeps me. Hope mostly.Or belief, "Regression to the mean: No matter how bad things may seem, or how good, they always come back to the mean. Things will not always be bad, more like things will always even out."

Then its what it is, Life
chillax,Thats life... : C'EST LA VIE