Yes! Especially the Apple Music app… unlimited music completely at your disposal; such a dream. No, I don’t. Hopefully a lot cause I want to make it to 100! I’d bid farewell and end it preemptively, there’s nothing I hate or that sucks the joy out of things for me more than anticipation.
Love of two is one.
Here,
but now they’re gone.
Came the last night of sadness,
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open, and the wind appeared.
The candles blew, and then disappeared.
The curtains flew, and then he appeared.
(Saying, “Don’t be afraid”)
Come on, baby.
(And she had no fear)
And she ran to him.
(Then they started to fly)
They looked backward, and said goodbye
(She had become like they are)
She had taken his hand.
(She had become like they are)
Come on, baby.
(Don’t fear the reaper)
Burn bright.
May we all (re)turn into stars with the lost loved ones.
Does the computers that you can put in your pocket (aka: smartphones), and the internet feel like magic to you?
Do you fear death?
How long do you think you still have to live?
If you knew you were dying in 24 hours, how would you feel and how would you spend this time?
Yes! Especially the Apple Music app… unlimited music completely at your disposal; such a dream. No, I don’t. Hopefully a lot cause I want to make it to 100! I’d bid farewell and end it preemptively, there’s nothing I hate or that sucks the joy out of things for me more than anticipation.
Love of two is one.
Here,
but now they’re gone.
Came the last night of sadness,
And it was clear she couldn’t go on
Then the door was open, and the wind appeared.
The candles blew, and then disappeared.
The curtains flew, and then he appeared.
(Saying, “Don’t be afraid”)
Come on, baby.
(And she had no fear)
And she ran to him.
(Then they started to fly)
They looked backward, and said goodbye
(She had become like they are)
She had taken his hand.
(She had become like they are)
Come on, baby.
(Don’t fear the reaper)
Burn bright.
May we all (re)turn into stars with the lost loved ones.