Txt - West to Jorge (12/11/05)
Jealousy is an effort to keep a love all for oneself, but also to keep unity of a lover’s image, caught in the dream, and prevent reality from co
rroding this image.
- Anais Inn
Txt - Jorge to West (12/11/05)
So in a way if you are jealous of him it means he is not really worth it. Love sees sharp, hatred sees more sharp, but
jealousy sees the sharpest for it is love and hate combined. – Arab proverb
Txt - West to Jorge (12/11/05)
Anais has something to say – maturity is first the shedding of what you are not, and then the balancing of what you are in relation to the human being
u love; and allowing the selves of that person which are not related to you to exist independently, OUTSIDE THE RELATIONSHIP.
I like that proverb.
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
The heart is deceitful above all things.
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
Every cell that goes to that organ is fighting for supremacy
The triumph of a heart… that gives up
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
When in doubt, give… but ur heart? That seems a bit much, even if in reality it is nothing.
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
Its nothing until it’s in the palm of a stranger
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
I kinda love you dolo it’s funny
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
One rule will be that we cant send multiple messages until the other answers back
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
There has to be rules
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
Btw I’m leaving the country tomorrow for a month. We’ll talk when I come back. Happy holidays!
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
Explain dolo
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
I don’t love you the person just ‘dolo’
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
I’m going on a Disney cruise tonight for a while too so ttyl txt stranger
Txt - Jorge to West (12/13/05)
I still don’t know what dolo means, but my brain says bye and wishes you have fun cruising.
Txt - West to Jorge (12/13/05)
We made it up as a symbol right? For like the anonymous whatever uh… well I’m fucked up gnight!
Writing is not cathartic, even though its feeling of release is present; it is not enlightening, however, it provokes critical thinking; it is not, above all, entertaining, nonetheless it transports you. I write in order to rationalize interiority, to catch emic experiences with a net. Everything, however, revolves and remains inside.
Saturday, May 12, 2007
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