tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11954222.post111605217449076777..comments2023-09-04T06:28:11.541-04:00Comments on Fleekin Floygn: The Illustrious Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11994637803094907109noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11954222.post-1116204705088354012005-05-15T20:51:00.000-04:002005-05-15T20:51:00.000-04:00Two months are still better than nice days, sweeth...Two months are still better than nice days, sweetheart.<BR/><BR/>Et la relation dont tu as parlé au début me fait penser à la chanson "Breakfast at Tiffany's". Ça dit, dans la chanson, "So what now? It's plain to see we're over. I hate when things are over and so much is left undone. [...] And I said 'what about Breakfast at Tiffany's?'. She said : 'I think I remember the film.'. As I recall I think we both kinda liked it and I said 'Well that's the one thing we've got.' <BR/>I know all that sounds tacky, but it's just a simple way to say that we, humans, rarely are able to get rid of old friendships. When it seems like we found someone who truly understands us, or who seems to do so, it's difficult to get over that person, no matter what happens afterwards just in case things we go back to what they were before. Humans got that need to be understood just as much as loved. But always remember, even if everything got back like it was before, the person was just like in your memories, in the good old time, you'll have changed. You always change, everyone does. That's why friendships often don't survive throughout the years. People change. Sometimes for the worst, sometimes for the best.<BR/>Cheer up, David. <BR/>xoxÉmiliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15209977761824323273noreply@blogger.com