tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50158776395144798792024-03-13T10:37:54.854-07:00SoBitterSweetSofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.comBlogger75125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-76179107865110004932017-01-10T17:12:00.002-08:002017-01-10T17:13:57.262-08:00lavender laundry salts <span style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: "uictfonttextstylebody"; font-size: 17px;">You used to write poems</span><br />
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Now you only write grocery lists</div>
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In fact just deleted a list to write this</div>
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Oh the irony</div>
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The dream that is lost</div>
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Along with past lover kisses</div>
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And desire to be anything great</div>
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He told you once you'd be</div>
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You didn't believe it</div>
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So it never really happened</div>
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But happiness is not lacking</div>
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For your life has been happy thus far</div>
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Domestic bliss</div>
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Of a childless life</div>
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And yet you wonder</div>
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Late at night, when darkness overcomes you</div>
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And all you hear is the soft breathing</div>
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Of love</div>
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Of the choices you've made</div>
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Could it have been different?</div>
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Maybe not</div>
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No answer</div>
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Life is great<br />
Go to sleep now</div>
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You must remember in the morning<br />
To buy laundry salts after work</div>
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You just ran out of them</div>
Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-84949525796472607642016-01-12T17:43:00.002-08:002016-01-12T17:43:43.765-08:00soul skinit's been so long since my last post<br />
like almost an entire life... at least it feels like<br />
and yet here, everything remains the same<br />
i like that<br />
i'm sure no one reads this. but i do and the fact that i have a tiny window to escape<br />
to write it down and let it out of me<br />
that is all that matters<br />
i guess the road home is always the same<br />
this is kind of my home<br />
and i feel like coming back :)Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-6470252816629749412012-09-04T12:39:00.002-07:002012-09-04T12:42:31.414-07:00an amazing roadtrip<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">this makes me wanderlust so bad... i know summer is over, but i am gonna keep pretending it's not.</span><br />
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this is totally my mood today, i am the happiest girl on earth</div>
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it's been a year since i dyed my hair ombre style and now i want a change, i was thinking that maybe this would look cute. my hair is dark so i'm guessing that a dark purple is gonna look much better than pink or light lilac. i am excited and can't stop thinking about the result!<br />
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i am so in love with these pictures </div>
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can't help to think of lana del rey singing "and my life is sweet like vanilla is..."</div>
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photos by <a href="http://beatacervin.se/#">beata cervin</a> via <a href="http://the-design-ark.com/">the design ark</a></div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-54832400495866958492012-08-03T06:47:00.003-07:002012-08-03T06:47:51.656-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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this is what i learned today so i decided to make something with it to make sure i won't forget it</div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-52080923080982582862012-07-24T12:59:00.002-07:002012-07-24T13:01:08.274-07:00ai & cedric bihr<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i would like to say this is my inspiration, but deep down i know what i feel is a little bit of envy of their beautiful life.<br />
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<a href="http://estadoagridulce.tumblr.com/post/20948332634">source</a></div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-70400041397045706242012-03-09T22:16:00.005-08:002012-03-09T22:26:37.138-08:00Sensuous<div style="text-align: justify;">I haven't been paying attention to my blog lately, but the truth is that when I said bring it on I meant it, and as it turns out I am very very busy now following my dream. So far I have accomplish all the goals I had on my mind and I am the happiest person on earth, but I kinda feel like my blog is turning into a boring forgotten place that I never visit anymore, I even got a <a href="http://www.delicious.com/missbittersweet">delicious</a> account so I have a stack of my links there and I don't need to come here to visit my favorite ones anymore. There is so much stuff going on my head right now but I need more time to sort it all out... but! I thought that tonight on a slow friday night with nothing to do I might as well blog about what I would like to be doing right now if I wasn't so freaking tired (and forever alone haha for I have nobody to go out with)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am really obsessing with music now, it has been my outlet at work, I play and immediately disconnect from my reality. And if something is important to me is to feel sexy at all times, not always pulled together now that I have so much on my plate, but boy does music help to feel myself a little sexier and to keep the self esteem high even if it means to sing as loud as I can in my car.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So I wanna talk about the three women that turn my daily routines into a mother fucking sexy add just like out of a Maxim magazine (at least on my head:)</div>1. The conventional<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Of course Rihanna is sexy, whoever says she's not they must be blind, she is so beautiful. I saw her live in Madrid and I tell you that girl exudes sexyness and has a rocking body to my envy that makes me wanna hit the gym 24/7 just to see if I can look like her. Anywho her latest album is constantly played on my ipod and I get so high of singing her songs its ridiculous, I must look like a complete retard while doing this but I really don't care singing Rihanna in my car or in my room while getting ready makes me feel like I can take any guy I want.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Oh my dearest Lykke Li. If I was a song, I'd be a Lykke Li song, she is one of my favorite singers and everything she does I adore, it's like love at first sight to me. And I know she is not everybody's type of sexy but c'mon! this girl has it all, she is extremely beautiful, she is swedish, she is strange and she is adorable while dancing (have you seen her video "Sadness is a Blessing" pure magic!) I think her allure and beauty comes from a very intelligent yet dark way of making you think out side the box. Not all you watch on t.v. is the rule about what is attractive or not... and plus she is my prostitute and I'm gonna get some? can it get any hotter than that? I don't think so.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">The first time I listened to her new album I was seated on my desk at my office, I listened to the first song and I was blown away... she took me back to my first memories of pain, when I lost my innocence and when an artist can make you feel the way you once felt way back then when you were a child... I mean really? Is that even possible? All I can say is that she is a genius, her voice is perfect and her lyrics even better. I know this is not the typical sexy, she's not dancing in her videos with sexy clothes but I find her songs so revealing, so personal and how that cannot be sexy? it just is.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I guess that with her is the way she makes me feel while singing her songs, like my body is going to explode, the things I dare not to express, she brings them out of me naturally...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>I guess I still have time to dance a little more before going to bed now, I have a tough day tomorrow but there is always time for a sexy dance :)Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-28212901103270121552011-12-21T14:56:00.000-08:002011-12-21T15:15:28.728-08:00Nice Things<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QJjC2MRBoI/TvJoB1fThdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Fj_soWZDE04/s1600/sofiaswishlist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3QJjC2MRBoI/TvJoB1fThdI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Fj_soWZDE04/s1600/sofiaswishlist.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is my 2011 wish list... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I really just wanted one thing, and I already got that so I am pretty happy this christmas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But just in case, extra presents are always welcomed! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hope you have an excellent holiday, and that love is always present.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://pinterest.com/missbittersweet/">pinteres.com/missbittersweet</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">xx</div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-26537308775263294342011-10-21T21:14:00.000-07:002011-10-22T11:37:00.911-07:00Halloween<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzq3sJPBA0Y/TqJBKzlofiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FEUB3djDloU/s1600/halloween1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzq3sJPBA0Y/TqJBKzlofiI/AAAAAAAAAcw/FEUB3djDloU/s640/halloween1.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1Ike5e_PCE/TqJBLs1EamI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pRDO8T0IxJY/s1600/halloween2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1Ike5e_PCE/TqJBLs1EamI/AAAAAAAAAc4/pRDO8T0IxJY/s640/halloween2.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWl1iIO8sd0/TqJBMSe1fcI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qvZQ1RQe7Nk/s1600/halloween3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WWl1iIO8sd0/TqJBMSe1fcI/AAAAAAAAAdA/qvZQ1RQe7Nk/s640/halloween3.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51H6CnjkE2Y/TqJBNNgRuNI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oZCvVg1vlg8/s1600/halloween4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-51H6CnjkE2Y/TqJBNNgRuNI/AAAAAAAAAdI/oZCvVg1vlg8/s640/halloween4.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOMTYiQWy2k/TqJBNyrsJ2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZFkftU7dAOs/s1600/halloween5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOMTYiQWy2k/TqJBNyrsJ2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZFkftU7dAOs/s640/halloween5.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlNI6XkrX_M/TqJBOw0EqeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/cMxhEZ6QLuI/s1600/halloween6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UlNI6XkrX_M/TqJBOw0EqeI/AAAAAAAAAdY/cMxhEZ6QLuI/s640/halloween6.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqKk_D69d0M/TqJBPrieYYI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HHe9FRuKpnU/s1600/halloween7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqKk_D69d0M/TqJBPrieYYI/AAAAAAAAAdg/HHe9FRuKpnU/s640/halloween7.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4tRxcrOd78o/TqJBQbKwAgI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nadnkzYOPrg/s1600/halloween8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4tRxcrOd78o/TqJBQbKwAgI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nadnkzYOPrg/s640/halloween8.jpg" width="434" /></a></div>I have no idea what I am gonna be for Halloween. It is one of my favorite holidays just because I love to dress up and play pretend I am someone else, it is easy for me to disguise and be somebody else, I guess because there're are so many faces of me that it is not difficult to change the way I look.<br />
These are the options in my head, tomorrow I am going on a costume hunt with my friend, finger cross I find something that fits both my idea and my wallet! :( haha, oh it isn't that hard just give me some bunny ears and a skimpy dress and I am set! I always remember the Mean Girls line about how Halloween is the only time of the year a girl can dress like a total skank and not be called a whore for it... I do believe that is right, I love wearing things like that so Halloween is the perfect excuse right?Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-72560179968792024202011-09-28T20:33:00.000-07:002011-09-28T20:33:27.472-07:00Fashion Inspiration<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxemdcflBCw/ToPmj9b9a0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/JkRiJA7e7qs/s1600/alessandracodinha1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yxemdcflBCw/ToPmj9b9a0I/AAAAAAAAAcc/JkRiJA7e7qs/s640/alessandracodinha1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqJhddbAxII/ToPml8iHwbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/b7P1uxDgUDI/s1600/alessandracodinha2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qqJhddbAxII/ToPml8iHwbI/AAAAAAAAAcg/b7P1uxDgUDI/s640/alessandracodinha2.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTU3vPFM_e4/ToPmmtr8n2I/AAAAAAAAAck/WQXo_2HczqI/s1600/alessandracodinha3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sTU3vPFM_e4/ToPmmtr8n2I/AAAAAAAAAck/WQXo_2HczqI/s640/alessandracodinha3.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--i__CiehiJM/ToPmnxf8kDI/AAAAAAAAAco/zq6RmC-3Eeo/s1600/alessandracodinha4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--i__CiehiJM/ToPmnxf8kDI/AAAAAAAAAco/zq6RmC-3Eeo/s640/alessandracodinha4.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>I think I am in love...<br />
Source <a href="http://www.thesartorialist.com/tag/alessandra-codinha/">The Sartorialist</a>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-21729600805075123112011-09-25T13:23:00.000-07:002011-09-25T16:43:32.190-07:00When my dreams match up with my pay<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUttDotsw-M/Tn-Jajr_wTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/y6ZMt3sxbEI/s1600/myinspiration1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUttDotsw-M/Tn-Jajr_wTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/y6ZMt3sxbEI/s640/myinspiration1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFIW9S0UAyw/Tn-JdAXu0LI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dQ8XL26fUHQ/s1600/myinspiration2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xFIW9S0UAyw/Tn-JdAXu0LI/AAAAAAAAAcE/dQ8XL26fUHQ/s640/myinspiration2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTW1nZMD1hQ/Tn-JefzxIPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pa9x2oVtBBs/s1600/myinspiration3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YTW1nZMD1hQ/Tn-JefzxIPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/pa9x2oVtBBs/s640/myinspiration3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
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I started this blog because I wanted to let out all the random thoughts inside my head, it has helped me a lot to organize my mind and make clear the things that happen in my life. I had been wanting for a while to do a little inspirational post about the things I want in life. Like the sort of life style I am aiming for... it has certainly not been like I wish, but fear not dear Dorothy because soon I will find the way on the Yellobrick Road and I will get there.<br />
This images of things that I like are what reminds me that there are things left to learn and to create. I like to keep myself inspired, I am aware of my need to be surrounded of beautiful things, right now they are a little bit imaginary but I am sure it is not gonna be forever like this... because if you know where you wanna go, you will do everything to get there. I love this phrase of Regina Spektor "I am the hero of the story I don't need to be saved" I just have to keep reminding me that with her sweet voice.<br />
I guess I also have to remind me that if there's no pain there's no game... sacrifice comes in order to enjoy the fine things of life... but I am willing to pay the price, so bring it on! :)<br />
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<a href="http://pinterest.com/missbittersweet/">Pinterest</a> & <a href="http://weheartit.com/misssobittersweet">WHI</a>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-17641306839230827752011-09-01T18:21:00.000-07:002011-09-01T18:21:42.951-07:00My relationship with the mirror<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD4DuPuxBL8/TmAojbI9t8I/AAAAAAAAAak/sV7gsRvQcJ8/s1600/girlinfrontthemirror.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FD4DuPuxBL8/TmAojbI9t8I/AAAAAAAAAak/sV7gsRvQcJ8/s640/girlinfrontthemirror.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">I just wanted to mark this date.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I can't say I am a new person, I am still good ol' me, but I do feel a little like Nina Sayers only not dead but happily alive. And it is also not the end but the beginning, the beginning of me as it always should have been. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Also yesterday I received an indian friendship bracelet from my very good good friend Ryan, he sent it inside a letter from INDIA!... all of this in a short amount of hours... I can't really express how happy I am. I am truly smiling with my heart now, nothing really matters now because what makes me happy what makes the world spin around comes from within me, I am finally at peace. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">This picture is my favorite painting: Picasso's <a href="http://www.moma.org/collection/object.php?object_id=78311">The girl before the mirror</a> I got the chance to admire it at the MoMA in NYC last october, it has always meant a lot to me but now it means the world... the way I feel sums up in the masterpiece of an amazing painter from another time. How cool is that? to see your feelings turn into figures in a beautiful painting?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I am certain now I will be all I can be, nothing is gonna stop me now because the only person in between my dreams and happiness is now dead for me... </div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-47110439397049066142011-08-28T13:16:00.000-07:002011-08-28T13:22:30.834-07:00Tuileries<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jAp7tvYExWU/TlqhAdlXHfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xP5oExd44Ww/s1600/youandme1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="432" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jAp7tvYExWU/TlqhAdlXHfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xP5oExd44Ww/s640/youandme1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LV3u3__PWsU/TlqhBnLaxlI/AAAAAAAAAac/Rw2cS8EMbtw/s1600/youandme2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="516" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LV3u3__PWsU/TlqhBnLaxlI/AAAAAAAAAac/Rw2cS8EMbtw/s640/youandme2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdbjkKigM-M/TlqhCnWtm-I/AAAAAAAAAag/jDQIEUsRe60/s1600/youandme3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bdbjkKigM-M/TlqhCnWtm-I/AAAAAAAAAag/jDQIEUsRe60/s640/youandme3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/saxonymarie/5876648367/">1</a>,<a href="http://fromme-toyou.tumblr.com/post/8133453161/dancing-flowers-spectra-camera-impossible-film">2</a>,<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pentasha/4705347475/">3</a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">When I am having a very bad day I think of you, of you and me and Paris and everything feels better because I am certain that if I die tomorrow I would die in peace knowing I was truly happy once... </span></div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-4560027034677983642011-08-20T14:15:00.000-07:002011-08-20T14:16:24.232-07:00In this life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There are many ways to use up the spare time, I however dislike TV so much I have encounter different ways to waste time. How I love tumblr and all the forms of visual communication it implies. These are a few of my favorites</div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-34731504182251761712011-08-15T19:42:00.000-07:002011-08-15T19:42:10.600-07:00I can see New York<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VQPr3IoWT8c" width="640"></iframe><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">In two years (mark my words) I will be living here. I am still figuring out on the how, but the dream, the goal is definitely clear. I thought I was walking on the right direction, but maybe I was just loosing my way searching for stage lights... I know my heart and I can't fight it when it knows something is off.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So maybe I just need to get back on track and focus on the things I really do best and never forget that my smile is my greatest asset so if something is just making me cry so much, it can be right.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">If my mind and my heart truly want it I will make it, so hands on the task! and pretty soon I will be living in that awesome flat in Brooklyn that so many times I have daydreamed about. </div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-34628538110809974272011-08-14T19:02:00.000-07:002011-08-28T20:06:57.451-07:00Under Construction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GTgiQUeMws/Tkh6NAaU4dI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/DqC1-r7GKKQ/s1600/casp1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7GTgiQUeMws/Tkh6NAaU4dI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/DqC1-r7GKKQ/s640/casp1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J0GYHujEqU/Tkh6U_9lTXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/kUI2gWvEXHY/s1600/casp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--J0GYHujEqU/Tkh6U_9lTXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/kUI2gWvEXHY/s640/casp2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqte71O0rvs/Tkh6YGigFdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SRX4SjyYFtw/s1600/casp3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqte71O0rvs/Tkh6YGigFdI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SRX4SjyYFtw/s640/casp3.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHSCYhknGms/Tkh6bsrFXVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HqGmdsK0Elw/s1600/casp4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHSCYhknGms/Tkh6bsrFXVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/HqGmdsK0Elw/s640/casp4.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8c0AfS6pmY/Tkh6jVB2-jI/AAAAAAAAAaE/T8pLyWRKofk/s1600/casp5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i8c0AfS6pmY/Tkh6jVB2-jI/AAAAAAAAAaE/T8pLyWRKofk/s640/casp5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
To be or not to be<br />
I never understood Shakespeare's phrase so well until now. Who we act equals what we are. We choose to be, we shape us like clay until we create ourselves as our own image. The potential lies within but to be or not to be is only a choice, a choice that some of us can't make our whole life. We could be anything we want to be, as children we imagine we are going to be kings or queens of the world, we grow up play pretending this is true and deep within we KNOW we are and we are going to be, but somewhere on the road we loose ourselves, we listen to everybody else instead of listening our inner voice, who once upon a time told us a story of our future, but we grow up and we think it was only a dream, a dream too good to be true. So what do we do? we don't believe in it, we don't believe in ourselves, we block that dream, we overlook it and we keep on growing, on walking on the path that was set for us by somebody else who doesn't know us, but everybody else points that way and we all follow like sheep and yet we still are, but are we really? or are we just barely shadows of our greatness? a whisper of a great shout? Sometimes we are under the illusion that we have to choose, when in reality there is not really a choice, you are, so be your greatest self and quit thinking you could be anything less.<br />
Photos taken at my flat in Barcelona 2010Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-28343794904182989942011-07-26T19:19:00.000-07:002011-07-26T19:19:41.590-07:00Undiscover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5y6XviNzhFk/Ti9y526zhAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GV3bcWPJ_JQ/s1600/portillon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5y6XviNzhFk/Ti9y526zhAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/GV3bcWPJ_JQ/s640/portillon1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28YDyL4KerM/Ti9y6_UkOLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/FbH8YMcPucw/s1600/portillon2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28YDyL4KerM/Ti9y6_UkOLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/FbH8YMcPucw/s640/portillon2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luWKRKYci7o/Ti9y7hgpmeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sz6rjjl9bN4/s1600/portillon3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luWKRKYci7o/Ti9y7hgpmeI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sz6rjjl9bN4/s640/portillon3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes I have the sudden urge to send anonymous thank you notes to all the men I have been with in my short life. All of them, even the ones that I have allowed to hurt me, hurt me deeply, even the ones I have hurt badly and think I am the biggest bitch ever (yes it is true). The urge to give thanks comes from deep in my heart, I wouldn't be the woman I am now if I would have been loved differently. So maybe one day I will get all of their addresses and will send just a little note with a "thank you" typed with an antique typewriter and folded inside a little white envelope... nothing else, because thanking does not need an entitlement, just the ticklish feeling that comes with the knowing that somewhere out there exists somebody who gives you thanks just for being you.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Image via <a href="http://portillon.wordpress.com/">Le Portillon</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-11701143238355328372011-07-17T18:45:00.000-07:002011-07-17T18:47:22.134-07:00If this were a map I'd be lost<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqZX64c9Nek/TiOM5ys3UlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kCNA1JFAP2I/s1600/euro1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="437" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqZX64c9Nek/TiOM5ys3UlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/kCNA1JFAP2I/s640/euro1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j06P7ey-CPA/TiOM-UMpCeI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Fc1ocSfDib8/s1600/euro+516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j06P7ey-CPA/TiOM-UMpCeI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Fc1ocSfDib8/s640/euro+516.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M-hLLCsaKMk/TiONQD2R-6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/tu02ybLjRT8/s1600/euro2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="436" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M-hLLCsaKMk/TiONQD2R-6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/tu02ybLjRT8/s640/euro2" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLnOzfqMN7M/TiONWBMiCfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hl5Sk_0uS0M/s1600/euro+447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nLnOzfqMN7M/TiONWBMiCfI/AAAAAAAAAZE/hl5Sk_0uS0M/s640/euro+447.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2XjeQPf7j4/TiONl7DKmAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3uNkr0YVQkc/s1600/euro3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="436" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2XjeQPf7j4/TiONl7DKmAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3uNkr0YVQkc/s640/euro3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DPMUkldoPw/TiONrDeWAJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3k7o7JJkKCE/s1600/euro+578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DPMUkldoPw/TiONrDeWAJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3k7o7JJkKCE/s640/euro+578.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YS5Fl-Y9n5Q/TiON9_v2H_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5Hq52MhoYfw/s1600/euro4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="436" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YS5Fl-Y9n5Q/TiON9_v2H_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5Hq52MhoYfw/s640/euro4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2rsqHRNjOY/TiON_Oshl3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/URJGEMpgisM/s1600/euro+1073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B2rsqHRNjOY/TiON_Oshl3I/AAAAAAAAAZU/URJGEMpgisM/s640/euro+1073.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYwcQ-SFYpY/TiOOMlUaztI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4BA3Qy2ZNqw/s1600/euro5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="436" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYwcQ-SFYpY/TiOOMlUaztI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4BA3Qy2ZNqw/s640/euro5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
I can't seem to stop looking back, as if my life were so much better before. As if all I am now is just a castle made of sand that is slowly washing away by the sea, bit by bit but finally falling apart.<br />
I want to stop, but my wish only lies there, comfortably numb on the comfort of the calm and stuck water of a beautiful pond. I somehow am going to stop it and rise from the murky water and finally when I look back I am just gonnna laugh at myself for being so afraid... I am just to impatient to wait for it but good things come for those who wait, right?<br />
Photos taken on my first trip to Europe 2007Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-25622714226121017062011-07-11T18:55:00.000-07:002011-07-11T18:55:33.602-07:00A little girl lost in the woods<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SL_bJU_9c2A/ThuozK3JNOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kD2coZNoIB4/s1600/hortabarcelona" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SL_bJU_9c2A/ThuozK3JNOI/AAAAAAAAAY0/kD2coZNoIB4/s640/hortabarcelona" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Photo taken by me in sweet Barcelona</span></span></div><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">but i can't see new york</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">as i'm, circling down</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">through white cloud</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">falling out</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and i know</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">his lips are warm</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">but i can't seem</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">to find my way out</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">my way out i can't see.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">of this hunting ground</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">from here crystal meth</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">in metres of millions</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">in the end all we have,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">soul blueprint.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">did we get lost in it</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">do we conduct a search</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">for this "from the other side"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">from the other side?</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">what do they mean</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">side of what things...</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and you said.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">you again</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">it's you again</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i can't see</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i can't see new york</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">from the other side</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I can't see New York - Tori Amos</span></span>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-61219915419341885022011-07-09T00:54:00.000-07:002011-07-09T10:11:49.607-07:00Amantes & Diamantes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKgoKJT56Ng/ThgEKRuwOAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fdCEypUJ8_M/s1600/anavera1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKgoKJT56Ng/ThgEKRuwOAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/fdCEypUJ8_M/s1600/anavera1.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLdDvRtWGbY/ThgEMVDIuyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d40-XnFOXRc/s1600/anavera2.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLdDvRtWGbY/ThgEMVDIuyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/d40-XnFOXRc/s1600/anavera2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEVw7Xy97lI/ThgENFET7nI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Qod1gNcQaps/s1600/anavera3.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEVw7Xy97lI/ThgENFET7nI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Qod1gNcQaps/s1600/anavera3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJfwYYMbHPo/ThgEOq07voI/AAAAAAAAAYc/5FFRs6Ncdj4/s1600/anavera4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJfwYYMbHPo/ThgEOq07voI/AAAAAAAAAYc/5FFRs6Ncdj4/s1600/anavera4.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmNeyu4ynyo/ThgEP4yJKyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/m2EXIlj-mrI/s1600/anavera5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XmNeyu4ynyo/ThgEP4yJKyI/AAAAAAAAAYg/m2EXIlj-mrI/s1600/anavera5.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaPw23fWYuE/ThgGgCcgYqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5iIOqydchOM/s1600/anavera6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OaPw23fWYuE/ThgGgCcgYqI/AAAAAAAAAYk/5iIOqydchOM/s1600/anavera6.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BB2W0BspyDc/ThgGgmcx5uI/AAAAAAAAAYo/O-pv7PzKpC4/s1600/anavera7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BB2W0BspyDc/ThgGgmcx5uI/AAAAAAAAAYo/O-pv7PzKpC4/s1600/anavera7.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GV5Pq7Kq-lg/ThgGhtMTGaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/E3lf12v6CIA/s1600/anavera8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GV5Pq7Kq-lg/ThgGhtMTGaI/AAAAAAAAAYs/E3lf12v6CIA/s1600/anavera8.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLeG8YNonWg/ThgGjXYd7ZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/i7gpdvkTwkU/s1600/anavera9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLeG8YNonWg/ThgGjXYd7ZI/AAAAAAAAAYw/i7gpdvkTwkU/s1600/anavera9.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love, love, love found everywhere. In a far away land and discovered by the flickering of my adventurous hand, clicking everywhere. I wish I had closer girlfriends like her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">All images via <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25996551@N05/">Ana Vera</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6MNDq0wpZI">Sing the same song twice - Helios</a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 21px; line-height: 27px;">♫</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Can a song embrace you? Can a song show you love, wish you luck on an important day for you?... I believe it can. I have only seen the rain falling down on a sunny day once, it was a fifth of july four years ago... it was the saddest and worst day of my life but life goes on, and the ones who love us can love us even from afar and send all their loving through the songs we remember them with.Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5015877639514479879.post-53678335238960938062011-06-28T17:53:00.000-07:002011-06-28T17:53:48.778-07:00The Alice within<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3S-s_S0oUdE/Tgp1oTnf_sI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MzRY1PSZWDY/s1600/Jabberwocky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3S-s_S0oUdE/Tgp1oTnf_sI/AAAAAAAAAYE/MzRY1PSZWDY/s1600/Jabberwocky.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">Oh how hard it is to believe in yourself, but once you do there is nothing that can stop you. I am the right Alice who was born to slay the Jabberwocky, any kind of monster that comes my way and stands between me and fulfilling my dreams, by this I mean my fears and lack of self esteem, I know deep within me rest that fighter in shining armor who will overcome any obstacle and while I am on the journey to find it within me, these are ten tracks that help me go through the rough times.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now go on and slay that Jabberwocky! </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Image source <a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Archivo:Jabberwocky.jpg">here</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://8tracks.com/missbittersweet/vorpal-sword">Original Playlist</a></div>Sofia R. Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09541048902640174464noreply@blogger.com0