I'm tired now, it's time to recline
Though I wish 't was with someone to hold
A loved one, who really was mine
Oh I hate that my bed has grown cold
Are you sure Ginger? Last time I looked, it was me...
Beauty is deeper than skin
Your bank account is empty, but so are your freezer, your fridge and your cupboards...
Yes, I do. Fresh herbs to spice up our meals, strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, red currants and olives (and geraniums too)
Do you like to cook?
But what can i do, my hearts been shot by cupid
And I've been consumed by my undying love since that day
It's a feeling that fills my heart and will not go away
Even though all my friends say I am wasting my time and it's stupid
But there isn't a day I don't think of how we two could play
All the acts of true love, all the things that would totally prove it
That you really are mine and there's nothing on earth that can stop it
That you're in my life now forever and ever to stay
Reality bites me when I have to open my eyes
And I look and I see that you'll never be more than a friend
Oh why can't I listen to friends who are giving advice
But inside of me everything pulls up a wall to prevent
That a piece of my heart stops believing in chances and dies
For my love for him will be a part of me until the end
Like the one Edgar Rice Burroughs wrote about? I loved his stories, but no, I don't believe in it.
Do you believe that extraterrestrial intelligent lifeforms have visited our planet?
To do: scuba diving and cycling
to watch: Darts and Formula1
When was the last time, you were actually doing your favorite sport?
Your trashcan, that was full to the rim, wasn't emptied an now you have to find an alternative for your trash for the next two weeks....
I have lived in a third floor appartment for the first 23 years of my life, never had a problem with it
Would you ever attempt to get into the Guinness Book of World Records?
Yes, and I hated it, because that choice also meant hurting one of them
What was the best day of your life, so far?
This feeling so true and no one can steal
But unanswered and that makes it harder to deal
With his presence around you whenever you're here
It hurts to be close, though you still want him near
So you try to convey to him how much you feel
And you hope that he sees it and makes your dream real
Who lurks in a dungeon-like lair?
She looks like a dangerous creature
With horns and medusa-like hair
I'm studying every feature
But when I look into her eyes
It is not agression I see
So all of the fear in me dies
And slowly it's dawning to me
The outside may not look like mine
But the truth is found under the skin
And even the hide of a swine
Can be hiding true beauty within
Gas for cooking, warm water and heating, electric for my oven
Cook for your friend(s) or take them out?
The child abuser I've had to deal with, would not aim for the head on his shoulders though...
If you could spend a day with someone from storiesspace, who would it be and what would you do?
Creating a love no longer true
So nobody out there will see
The illusion of me, together with you
Though as one we will no longer be
Our love has been total, in every way
Oh I wish it had made us complete
But there always was something that you seemed to miss
A longing that I could not meet
So the fire that caught us became less intense
And we lost the momentum we'd gained
Till the last spark just died like a flame in the wind
And only our friendship remained
Yes and no. I'm still the same in the sense, that I'm still the friendly, openminded and curious guy I've always been, yet every experience teaches us and, inevitably, slightly changes us in our capability to deal with the things, life throws at us.
How do you expect to see yourself in ten years from now?
Life is naught without love
When you really badly want to lash out against someone, but don't because he's not worth the energy
Larry, long time no see!
Sorry, but you're in my chair
When your debts are called in one by one
At a time that you thought you had won
It just might have been nice
If you'd acted more wise
Because you now pay the price for the fun
Not quietly enough Alan, I noticed...