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Life with love is a life I love. A love for life is a lovely life. Some live life on the edge of a knife. But I prefer to live without any strife. I've loved and I've lived many times.
If you've had enough, don't stay just to please me Give the worst that you've got, hope your words make hate easy Pain you can't disguise See it in your eyes You're breaking 'Cause you promised me...
Its been long time ago since i walked away. But you know, i just walked with my eyes looked at behind. Something i wouldn't just passed it by. When i realized, it still there. Yes its always there.
Life is a picture, I can add more and more to cover it but once I've drawn it, I can't erase or change it. I have to keep all the mistakes visible, I can't hide them.
Age is just a number Beauty is just pride No matter how you look, what counts Is how you feel inside As the years roll by And wrinkles replace youth Gain wisdom and experience You are the living...
I know I'm not cute, I know I'm not smart, I know that I'll never Create the perfect piece of art. I know I'm too small, I know I can't dance, I know that I sometimes Go into a trance. But...
Chapter 10 James was sitting quietly waiting for me to carry on. "I tried to get his attention and I did. We were hanging out and he told me that he liked me better when I was being me.
Endless possibilities if you catch a shooting star. Anything is possible once you learn to reach that far. Once you grab that bit of magic everything will change.
You see a girl. Who just wanted a good life. Loved to please people. Someday maybe a wife. Others might see a baby. Who's so innocent and nice. Not aware of the danger. That can bring this life.
“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around.
Sometimes you have to cry so you have the strength to smile. Sometimes you have to go through pain before you can understand why. Sometimes you have to deal with the bad, in order to see the good.
Why that all of a sudden i'm feeling so inspired. I've never had someone who i've really admired. I used to think to myself that love was over rated. Love was a hard subject to mention, one I hated.
Stop Take a moment To stop scrolling And hear a little bit about me. Before you dismiss this And move onto the next All it takes is a click. I'm not the same as everyone else.
#household challenge Mirror mirror in the hall, Do u think of me at all. When I peer so close, so near; An eyeball there, a nostril here. Mirror mirror reflecting me, All my blemishes do you see.
True beauty doesn't come from having long, silky, beautiful hair, but from hacking off that long, silky, beautiful hair and donating it to Locks of love.
“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted.
I stare in the mirror, and what do I see, this ugly thing starring back at me. It has some hips, a curve or two, a blemish here, make that a few.
I am lost in this puddle of doubt, I am trying to escape the thickness of sorrow which makes up the fog, As the fog becomes darker The puddle becomes deeper Making me sink more and more under it...
I have heard stories of failure and how men always pursue in finding the basis of the matter to be as relevant to how much he has grown as an individual.
I hope you make mistakes like me On your journey to what will be Some will cost you dearly Others help see clearly All are necessary on your journey to what will be.
Today I woke this morning, And something wasn't right, I couldn't put my finger on it, I tried with all my might.
You started out with nothing. Your a sickly looking bush, dying leaves and bare branches showing. A day closer to death you are my rose.
Tomorrow is my last day of college. It still hasn't sunk in yet, but thats generally the case with me, nothing hits me till I'm in the moment, by then it's too late.
Since we are now separated from the good times, it's hard to see why we fell. Then when I look into your eyes , I remember not the bad times but all those times we had that meant the world.