Saturday, 6 February 2010

Once upon a time

I was still having curly hair and my man was still having some kind of beard. I had no clue about what to study and didnt dare to sing. I just convinced the love of my life to chose me as his girlfriend (again) and we were working on de parade for the first time. Oh I loved those days.

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And then one day you realize you got older. And you actually do have a clue about who you want to be. And you love studying and you are dreaming about being curator at the MoMa or the Centre Pompidou. And you love writing songs. And you are organising the parties you want to be at and your little sister lives the coolest life in Berlin. And suddenly you actually start loving growing up.


I've done nothing else besides watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer past nights so tonight I am going to party. yesssss.






Posted by Rosa Rosi at 19:44

1 comment:

  1. Florence6 February 2010 at 23:03

    schat, ik ben het totaal met je eens. vandaag klikte er opeens iets; m'n vriendin elaine's 30ste verjaardag. daar ga ik nu heen, we worden ouder, zien de mensen om ons heen, en leren er van, en ik leer steeds meer. weer een opkomende relatie naar de klote sinds 2 dagen. weer wat van geleerd. en maar doorgaan, om te bereiken wat ik wil. ik zie je over 2 weken liefste. xxx

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