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You see so many shooting stars here at night, so I end up making a lot of wishes. But few are selfish. Most of them are for other people - I wish they could: Hear the music playing in the distance that guides them through life Feel the kisses of the angles every time they frown Hear the whispers of the stars Taste love in a drop of spring water See the faith that keeps us strong Know just how much unconditional love is waiting to fill their lives Realize how simple and wonderful life is when there's nothing distracting them Remember the masters they are Just let them selves be But apparently, everyone's too busy… Believing i

Sometimes, the harder you plan the harder destiny hits you…you can put in effort but the best things seem to happen unexpectedly…everything happens for a reason...in the end don't cry because it's over, laugh because it actually happened

Looking at the world today and making my opinions of things, people and their actions, I want to state that I will not take part in most of the things I see daily. I will not give into hateful thinking when what are needed are love, appreciation and understanding. I will not give into greed when it means that others should suffer for my gains and I’ll always show more too others than what was shown too me. I will not give into depression since this emotion never seems to do anyone any good and life is just too precious too be wasted on things we can chose not to have. In negative situations I will always try too be positive in an attemp

I remember a time, Where you were always there for me, Like I am for you, You love me and support me, Cause I do it for you too. I will always treasure, The little things that never needed be said, All the passion in our bed, Every morning seeing your smile, And savoring each perfect moment for a while. I will never wonder, Why I’m so lucky to have you, Or what we’ll in the future do. Why everything seems so much prettier when you are near, Or how we got here. I will always, Always, Wait for you…

Remember that when you're all alone and all hope seems gone, when that moment comes where you want to break, I want you to remember that life goes on but you chose how. That you have a choice...chose to live life. Dreams will never come true by themselves, they also wont surface without ambition and passion. Understand that after you've been depressed, you will appreciatte true happiness so much more and you'll know not to throw it away. The world is a wonderful place, but the people on it are selfish and simple minded. So know like always you have a choice. Do you lift yourself up and do somethng, or do you end up looking like the rest? I b

                                                                  Article 1:                                                             Statement of Love:                                                                   The Kiss 1. Kiss on the hand: I adore you 2. Kiss on the cheek : I just want to be friends 3. Kiss on the neck : I want you 4. Kiss on the lips : I love you 5. Kiss on the ears : I am just playing 6. Kiss anywhere else : lets not get carried away 7. Look in your eyes : kiss me 8. Playing with your hair : I can't live without you 9. Hand on your waist : I love you to much to let you go

I'm so torn up So mixed up I have no place I pray for a time A time where I can look in the mirror and for a change smile Lost in a whirlpool of emotion I struggle to figure out how I feel Envisioning your smile and playing our first scene a hundred times over So I end up on the grass next to a quite stream gazing at the stars and cant help but notice how the rest disappear when you focus on only one

It's funny how you start to write a book. You spend months planning and thinking about it, and in the end  its different to how you imagined it. You see I've been planning for quite some time now. Telling everybody about it and then reading their reaction. I never got a good reaction though. Just a simple nod and a pale "You should." So I started planning harder. But that only took me a few steps back. Now that I'm sitting in a little booth outside a cricket stadium in London, I decided to grab a pen and start writing. No planning. Just thoughts flowing in the form of black ink onto a sheet of paper. Its funny though, cause the most interesti