Monday, July 25, 2011

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"Dreams don't come true. 
Dreams die. 
Dreams get compromised. 
Dreams end up dealing meth in a booth at the back of the Olive Garden. 
Dreams choke to death on bay leaves. 
Dreams get spleen cancer." 
(Douglas Coupland: the Gum Thief)


Just, ugh. 


I'm so afraid to post anything what the doctors have planned out for me, in case I  jinx it again. 
Lähettänyt klo

6 comments:

  1. AnonymousJuly 25, 2011 at 4:43 PM

    I understand, hun, just so you know, you didn't jinx it. You couldn't ever. Think of it as breathing slowly, you needn't run. One step at a time, breath in, breath out (wax on wax off). We'll walk with you.

    L

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  2. babezJuly 26, 2011 at 6:25 AM

    Wishing you the best :)

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  3. inaJuly 26, 2011 at 1:44 PM

    Ilmoittelet sitten kuinka hyvin kaikki meni. Hali ja kiitos ihanasta seurasta eilen.

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  4. josepJuly 26, 2011 at 2:08 PM

    I get that. Just post what you feel like. Go away jinxyness, go away!

    Love you, babe.

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  5. josepJuly 26, 2011 at 2:10 PM

    Ups, again I seem to be logged in on my husbands account. Didn't notice.. In case the readers don't know: This is Massy talking y'all!(Barbara/Rebeca/Zafata)

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  6. KaisaJuly 27, 2011 at 2:09 PM

    I saw a shooting star last night. Won't tell you what I wished for though.

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