You tell me that everything is rented. That even my time, is borrowed. Well, sir, at least my thoughts are my own.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Corner Office Of My Mind
You tell me that everything is rented. That even my time, is borrowed. Well, sir, at least my thoughts are my own.
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I own my thoughts and I own my memories..
I love you.. that's what I do and you can not take that away from me.
This is my thought, on your thought.
http://dailytruthsoftheoddkind.blogspot.com/2010/04/start-with-something-easy.html
Please keep going back, To the first thought,it was god enough to start there. It has to be good to visit there.
My real thoughts belong to me. The ones you will never see. Words I write apon the pages belong to whom peeks a read.
As always, beautiful.
And what beautiful thoughts they are too.
my prayer for you is that they would always be.
I'm not sure if this is still open to join. But I am interested.
You have my sword
What makes you sure. Thoughts are the one thing more changeable than the weather, if you try to own all of them you might just go mad.
Beautifully said. It's the truth too. No matter what, our thoughts are our own, no matter how often they change :)
Only you think so
and that's the one thing you'll never take away from me.because my thoughts are not for sale.
Lovely.
thank you. i love you.
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