You really dug your own grave, he mutters. And I’m going to bury you in it. Say that louder, I tell him, under my breath. I dare you.
Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.
Your dreams and your imagination are the keys to ART so capture all of yours in this notebook.....
When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.
See the world for what it is.BEAUTIFUL!
Capture your youth, while you can.
You may delay, but time will not.
I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girl...
Let's go invent tomorrow instead of worrying about what happened yesterday.
He had an answer to almost everything and he retired at an early age.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...