You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing.
How would you like to make them mad??
And the search continues. . .
Sad heart. . .lonely soul. . .
Little Trunks. . .Aw!
To ease the burden on his heart. . .
Isn't Goten the cutest thing?
Ouch that hurt. ..
They tend to bring new meaning to dysfuctional. ..
