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gowerboy
6/16/2008 11:48 am |
My girlfriend told me she was going to live every day as if it were her last. I told her I thought it was a fantastic idea. That way we could share our love more intensely each day and come to know just how much we meant to one another. We’d be able to experience every moment anew and marvel at the multitude of opportunities for joy that the world can offer. It would revitalise our relationship and lead us to appreciate not only the moment, but also how life is built from a series of moments, which, if properly valued and cherished, link the past to the present and the future in a kaleidoscopic spectrum of wonder and delight. I gazed into her soft blue eyes and stroked her perfect alabaster cheek, overwhelmed by happiness. I realised I was the luckiest man alive. She said that wasn’t what she meant. She said she’d already sold the house and had bought a one-way ticket to Rio. She was leaving and she wasn’t coming back. And with that, she left. That was months ago now, but every night, just before I crawl into my cardboard shelter, I look at her photo and shed a single tear. To think that she spent her last day so far away and all alone. She must have loved me very much to spare me all that pain. |
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6/16/2008 12:35 pm |
i had a girlfriend who, said that to me, i thought as you, wow im going to be extra lucky. she went shopping whats it all about if you cant have a laugth and a shag every now and then
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6/16/2008 12:50 pm |
She loved you, indeed. Hold onto that thought, G-Boy. Cheers! 
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6/16/2008 1:01 pm |
indeed she did! 'To conquer oneself is a greater task than conquering others'..Buddha
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6/16/2008 1:42 pm |
Oooh, that's a sinister ending. Tell me it's a "make-up" story. SL Keep love in your heart ! SL
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 6/16/2008 2:35 pm |
Beautifully written.....very poignant... Un abrazo muy fuerte.... Never Give Up Hope...Your Dreams Are Out There....
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6/16/2008 2:40 pm |
Love.. Such a "Fine feathered bird"..indeed Perfection Isn't Sexy
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6/16/2008 3:27 pm |
Cardboard shelter? You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt. (Sorry, couldn't help channeling a Yorkshireman) I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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6/16/2008 3:32 pm |
 Are you serious? Peace & Prosperity, Heather
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6/16/2008 5:47 pm |
hmm wondered if this is a true story or not. how cud she do that? u seems to be a great guy! maybe there's something wrong with you? hehe- j/k! anyways, hope u'll get thru this (well, if this is real..lol) and hopefully she wud realize she cannot live without you.. now im feeling sad again..lol can relate to ur story! why do we all need to go thru this kind of stuff.. its sucks! arrgg! thanks for sharing anyways.. at least m not alone on this..  take care.. daphne JuSt An OrDiNaRy GiRl WiTh XtRa OrDiNaRy DrEaMs! 
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6/16/2008 6:41 pm |
I would have stayed and really enjoy everyday like was last...but that means she loved you so much she set you free. Or is that the idea? "Never look back, the future is so close!" Angie
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6/16/2008 6:56 pm |
Lucky you. (¯`v´¯) `*.¸.*´ ¸.•´¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•smile and be happy always
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6/16/2008 9:42 pm |
Was the cardboard box Fedex or DHL? In the immortal words from 6th Sense ... I see stupid people.
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6/17/2008 1:27 am |
You almost got me there. hah, great story. From my heart to yours, Love and Light! 
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6/17/2008 2:42 am |
Mr Poetic man is a great story teller to know me is to love me
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6/17/2008 2:51 am |
Read your message. Thanks to know me is to love me
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6/17/2008 6:59 am |
Carboard houses are so good...you can add rooms so easily. Bigger, smaller and even paint the walls and discard them when you want a new colour.
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 6/17/2008 8:27 am |
ha ha LOL ...you have a girlfriend have fun GB cheers Insist on yourself. Never imitate.
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6/17/2008 9:43 am |
i had a girlfriend who, said that to me, i thought as you, wow im going to be extra lucky. she went shopping
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6/17/2008 9:45 am |
She loved you, indeed. Hold onto that thought, G-Boy. my ever more soggy lean-to lulls me into a mercifully dreamless sleep.
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6/17/2008 9:45 am |
indeed she did!
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6/17/2008 9:46 am |
Oooh, that's a sinister ending. Tell me it's a "make-up" story. SL (I thought it was obvious, but there you go.)
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6/17/2008 9:50 am |
Beautifully written.....very poignant... Un abrazo muy fuerte.... I wrote a similar one here My girlfriend left me.. Otro para ti.
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6/17/2008 9:57 am |
Love.. Such a "Fine feathered bird"..indeed
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6/17/2008 9:59 am |
Cardboard shelter? You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt. (Sorry, couldn't help channeling a Yorkshireman) (Are ya thur, father?)
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6/17/2008 9:59 am |
Are you serious? Peace & Prosperity, Heather
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6/17/2008 10:01 am |
hmm wondered if this is a true story or not. how cud she do that? u seems to be a great guy! maybe there's something wrong with you? hehe- j/k! anyways, hope u'll get thru this (well, if this is real..lol) and hopefully she wud realize she cannot live without you.. now im feeling sad again..lol can relate to ur story! why do we all need to go thru this kind of stuff.. its sucks! arrgg! thanks for sharing anyways.. at least m not alone on this..take care.. daphne (Although it's probably happened to someone somewhere.) Don't be sad. And put some trousers on or you'll catch your death.
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6/17/2008 10:02 am |
I would have stayed and really enjoy everyday like was last...but that means she loved you so much she set you free. Or is that the idea? it were her last with all the money from the sale of the house.
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6/17/2008 10:03 am |
Lucky you.
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6/17/2008 10:03 am |
Was the cardboard box Fedex or DHL?
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6/17/2008 10:04 am |
You almost got me there. hah, great story.
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6/17/2008 10:05 am |
Mr Poetic man is a great story teller
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6/17/2008 10:06 am |
Read your message . Thanks
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6/17/2008 10:07 am |
Carboard houses are so good...you can add rooms so easily. Bigger, smaller and even paint the walls and discard them when you want a new colour. I had a paper shop once, too. But it blew away. *cue canned laughter*
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6/17/2008 10:08 am |
ha ha LOL ...you have a girlfriend have fun GB cheers Which makes me actually single...still. Fun will be had. You too
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6/17/2008 11:00 am |
I kept waiting for the punchline...and then it finally arrived. Good one! Btw I didn't know homeless guys had such hot girlfriends. How did you find here?
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6/17/2008 11:07 am |
She'll cry and miss you later. Thanks for the post to my Blog GB! It's good to be back and I'm glad you are still here.
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6/17/2008 11:18 am |
I kept waiting for the punchline...and then it finally arrived. Good one! Btw I didn't know homeless guys had such hot girlfriends. How did you find here? traffic calming campaign, and as she drove over me one of my ribs punctured a tyre. We fell in love on the way to hospital.
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6/17/2008 11:18 am |
She'll cry and miss you later. Thanks for the post to my Blog GB! It's good to be back and I'm glad you are still here. Good to see you.
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6/17/2008 12:16 pm |
It keeps me warm at night as the sound of dogs pissing up against my ever more soggy lean-to lulls me into a mercifully dreamless sleep. I always thought homeless folk were just lazy with no nesting instinct at all. Cheers!
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6/17/2008 12:20 pm |
i had a girlfriend who, said that to me, i thought as you, wow im going to be extra lucky. she went shopping Cheers!
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6/17/2008 12:29 pm |
Too bad she didn't leave you any nail polish. I bet a few good coats would shellac a nice weatherproof varnish onto your casa. I always thought homeless folk were just lazy with no nesting instinct at all. I think you just called a homeless people jihad down upon yourself. If you start getting hate mail from the homeless, just write return to sender on it. Drives the post office crazy.
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6/17/2008 12:30 pm |
Glad to see you still hanging about! Probably.
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6/17/2008 2:08 pm |
Ok, Mr. Sillypants. Peace .. elaine67
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6/17/2008 3:30 pm |
i had a girlfriend who, said that to me, i thought as you, wow im going to be extra lucky. she went shopping Bte did u gave her pocket's money?
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6/17/2008 3:33 pm |
Oooh, that's a sinister ending. Tell me it's a "make-up" story. SL
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6/17/2008 3:37 pm |
Was the cardboard box Fedex or DHL?
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6/17/2008 3:39 pm |
ha ha LOL ...you have a girlfriend have fun GB cheers
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6/17/2008 3:44 pm |
Ikea. It took me bloody ages to set it up.
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6/17/2008 3:53 pm |
Better than seeing him hanging out. Probably.
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6/17/2008 4:04 pm |
Grrrrrrrrrrrr the girl in the picture looked so familiar... now i know, she makes advertising for cosmetic products.. L'Oreal i bet!
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6/17/2008 4:10 pm |
Dear Gower, (sound great huh? quite formal like i write to local gouverment) Unfortunately i read this post of you after i read the last post of Ricardo and i thought mhmhmhmh what is the real reason that she left such a man like you? and i had a feeling that is something related with Ricardo's rumors... So i asked Ricardo and he assured me that was an untrue romour and that the real things is that you are...... well ok i wont add it here might be rumour as well after all he did not tryed you ..yet blush
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6/17/2008 5:03 pm |
Dear Gower, (sound great huh? quite formal like i write to local gouverment) Unfortunately i read this post of you after i read the last post of Ricardo and i thought mhmhmhmh what is the real reason that she left such a man like you? and i had a feeling that is something related with Ricardo's rumors... So i asked Ricardo and he assured me that was an untrue romour and that the real things is that you are...... well ok i wont add it here might be rumour as well after all he did not tryed you ..yet blush Bet you thought I forgot about that? Cheers!
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6/17/2008 5:36 pm |
It's all totally made up out of my own head, honest. (Although it's probably happened to someone somewhere.) Don't be sad. And put some trousers on or you'll catch your death. you got me there!! from now on wont believe in this kind of story.. hey! ur imagination is working again.. no worries, its hot here anyways!JuSt An OrDiNaRy GiRl WiTh XtRa OrDiNaRy DrEaMs!
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6/17/2008 6:06 pm |
Your wee little one comment is haunting you. Bet you thought I forgot about that? He's overworking the wee little one, huh? No wonder it won't have a gr'oin' spurt. I'm dyslexic. I scream Ho Dog instead of Oh God in the throes of passion.
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6/18/2008 12:52 am |
Accepted your friend invite. Thanks. Stephanie to know me is to love me
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6/18/2008 6:31 am |
Ok, Mr. Sillypants.
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6/18/2008 6:34 am |
Dear Gower, (sound great huh? quite formal like i write to local gouverment) Unfortunately i read this post of you after i read the last post of Ricardo and i thought mhmhmhmh what is the real reason that she left such a man like you? and i had a feeling that is something related with Ricardo's rumors... So i asked Ricardo and he assured me that was an untrue romour and that the real things is that you are...... well ok i wont add it here might be rumour as well after all he did not tryed you ..yet blush
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6/18/2008 6:35 am |
Your wee little one comment is haunting you. Bet you thought I forgot about that?
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6/18/2008 6:40 am |
you got me there!! from now on wont believe in this kind of story.. hey! ur imagination is working again.. no worries, its hot here anyways!I needed to kickstart my imagination again. Doing translations does have a creative aspect to it, but compared to creative writing it's like breaking rocks when you'd rather carve a sculpture.
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6/18/2008 6:42 am |
A-ha! So it IS keeping him up all night! He's overworking the wee little one, huh? No wonder it won't have a gr'oin' spurt.
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6/18/2008 7:10 am |
Please show us how to shed a "single" tear. Do you blink the way like that of owls? Agnes
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6/18/2008 8:20 am |
I was already having the thoughts "how come he has a girlfriend without asking permission" but then the blood went cooler. Very well, I can send you pictures of the Sugar Loaf, or Christ if that makes you feel better. Actually I have a friend who lives there just below Christ, she can get a fresh picture for you if you like 
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6/18/2008 8:23 am |
Please show us how to shed a "single" tear. Do you blink the way like that of owls?
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6/18/2008 8:33 am |
I was already having the thoughts "how come he has a girlfriend without asking permission" but then the blood went cooler. Very well, I can send you pictures of the Sugar Loaf, or Christ if that makes you feel better. Actually I have a friend who lives there just below Christ, she can get a fresh picture for you if you like Are there forms to fill in or do I just hold a poll? It must be a nightmare living below Christ. What does your friend do when he throws all night parties for the apostles and tax collectors and prostitutes? Bang on the ceiling? It must be difficult to complain, especially when his dad's paying the rent. That's the problem with being an only child, you get spoiled rotten.
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6/18/2008 8:52 am |
Is the girlfriend permission request process a long one? Are there forms to fill in or do I just hold a poll? It must be a nightmare living below Christ. What does your friend do when he throws all night parties for the apostles and tax collectors and prostitutes? Bang on the ceiling? It must be difficult to complain, especially when his dad's paying the rent. That's the problem with being an only child, you get spoiled rotten. it is not really a problem living below him, at least he did behave well the week I stayed at her place. The only trouble was for me seeing him during the nights, floating over the mountain like a ghost
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6/18/2008 9:45 am |
well, you know how bureaucracy goes, some processes may get lost and never be found unless there is a special motivation ... but you are still young and can wait it is not really a problem living below him, at least he did behave well the week I stayed at her place. The only trouble was for me seeing him during the nights, floating over the mountain like a ghost
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6/18/2008 9:46 am |
I think all my motivations are special. 
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6/18/2008 10:56 am |
that doesn't buy you a permission
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6/18/2008 12:30 pm |
I have to buy permission to have a girlfriend?
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6/18/2008 12:39 pm |
so cruel is this world and bitter the life!
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6/18/2008 12:45 pm |
So that's a yes, then?  men, when can they understand the clear text between the lines?
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6/18/2008 3:00 pm |
such a touching story it started so well but I never expect such a sad ending, but hope you are doing better now pal have a good day too such a pretty girl wow straight from the heart
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6/18/2008 4:58 pm |
Are those UK or US pants? Peace .. elaine67
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6/18/2008 7:24 pm |
men, when can they understand the clear text between the lines?Cheers!
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6/18/2008 7:25 pm |
She did leave some nail polish, but I drank it. Tasted better than my aftershave. I think you just called a homeless people jihad down upon yourself. If you start getting hate mail from the homeless, just write return to sender on it. Drives the post office crazy. Cheers!
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6/18/2008 7:30 pm |
A-ha! So it IS keeping him up all night! He's overworking the wee little one, huh? No wonder it won't have a gr'oin' spurt. Cheers!
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6/18/2008 7:33 pm |
Bet you I didn't. Now then. I'm all caught up on this conversation. I don't know if it was more disturbing when you were serving as a psychologist on your 'why are chicks crazy' blog, or now that you're defending your manhood and whatnot? Either way, I laugh and laugh and almost never feel guilty. Which is great, really.  Cheers!
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6/18/2008 8:33 pm |
Well, can I slip into that cardbox of yours too...probably the only warmth I will get this winter too. Move over, will ya!  Good to see ya gower!!
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6/19/2008 5:33 am |
It is better to have lived and loved, than never to have loved at all. Wishing you lots of love for your future It's nice to be insane when No one is looking
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6/19/2008 7:02 am |
men, when can they understand the clear text between the lines?
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6/19/2008 7:05 am |
such a touching story it started so well but I never expect such a sad ending, but hope you are doing better now pal have a good day too such a pretty girl wow You can find all kinds of pictures on the net.
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6/19/2008 7:06 am |
OK.
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6/19/2008 7:07 am |
That's the question of the ages, isn't it?
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6/19/2008 7:10 am |
Now the term "going postal" is FINALLY clear to me. But I have been known to stamp my foot. (ha..stamp, get it? like postage stamp...well...do you GET IT?)
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