dezembro 13, 2005

the subtle art of losing friends

growing up
growing apart
changing homes
restarting a life
friends that were left behind
he saw the faces but he couldn't remember the names
anyone had the ability to do it but he had developed it into an art form

nonsense from paulo at 10:22

4 ex troardinary remarks:

Anonymous Anónimo wrote...

It ain't loosing, I would rather say it is changing paths that migth cross sometime. Well this is my point of view, I refuse too loose friends, I have few, and they are too precious for one to wast'em ;) Boa viagem!

13/12/05, 12:14  
Blogger paulo wrote...

infelizmente, já perdi uns quantos pelo caminho...

13/12/05, 17:36  
Blogger Hugo wrote...

Ficam os bons! E alguns estarao nesse mitico bar a mamar ambergas. Vai mas e' de ferias que bem precisas!

14/12/05, 12:44  
Blogger paulo wrote...

sim, os que ficaram são os bons. valha-me isso, palonço! abraço! e vou mamar uma amberga nos gémeos em tua honra (ou então não...)

14/12/05, 12:51  

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