Such things happen.
I am the spirit of the river that caught you when you were falling as leaf, you don't remember me, but I do.
Its not always about the happy ending. Sometime its about the story.
She was a universe holding a billion galaxies in her heart.
It was strange, this toxic little vein, strange to stand above it, looking down at night, in a dangerous neighborhood, as if they were in love and entitled to such adventures.
Maybe you yhink you're not perfect,not pretty enough,or smart enough,but for some guy,you're pefect just the way you are.that's your perfect man.
Love is a precious gift which cost nothing.
If walls could talk - scratch that, if walls could make sarcastic comments... well, things would be interesting.
It's a season of life, if your granted peace, freedom and you got the right person to love.
HE LOOKS AT ME AND TELLS ME IM AGGRESSIVE, HE'S OBSERVING ME. "-CRUSH
Love the wife of your youth. Never abandon her.
I was perfectly happy in my boring life before you came along.
just like the rain that patters on the ironsheets when your are having your best dream on the most important day of the of your life .thats the kind of happiness awaiting for us: would you marry me my...
I have to be honest he was more than a friend to me, I don't know why, but I found myself having feelings for him.~once again...life goes on~
most of us are too busy searching for love , therefore we forgot that most important are loving our self
The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment -daniel grigori (fallen)
Yes, I was a badass all right. And I no longer felt like I needed someone, but instead WANTED someone to share this newfound badassery with. I deserved the best. Anything else wouldn't do.
For if you try to forget yourself, force your heart and thoughts to become indifferent to the sight before you and take share of that entity which seems like one of the courses of the meal.
To think that one morning we will open our eyes and see Jesus for who He really is living a good morning for all of eternity
There is a little Juliet inside me, hoping I will lock eyes with my Romeo on the other side of a fish tank or through a gap in a library bookcase. Hell, even if it's behind the condiments section in a...