' she whispered. 'I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.'
You'll always be like this to me.'
Oh no; but promise me you'll remember.' Her tears were falling. 'I'll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am...
I thought, and love was neither written in the stars or planned by the gods, but a choice, one built of hope and sweat and blood and trust. Not served on a silver platter by the whim of fate, but something that must be earned and fought for.”
— Beau Taplin // F r e e W i l...
But I think more people are in love with the theory of love. If you’re looking in from the outside, it looks so beautiful. On the inside, it’s scary because it can take over your life. It’s the strongest emotion but also the darkest. It can put you on a high for days, but...
They'll make you think it's wrong,
Like having empty spaces,
Means you never can be strong,
But I've learnt that all these spaces,
Means there's room enough to grow,
And the people that once filled them,
Were always meant to be let go,
And all these empty spaces,
who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.”
I could scream....well ok sometimes I actually do scream.So how many felt guilty today saying "Happy Thanksgiving", you know that the majority of the world takes offense to it....due to it's traditional Judeo-christian heritage.I keep waiting for the liberals and progressives to...
"All that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
a light from the shadows shall spring;
renewed shall be blade that was broken,
love-I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my good angel. I am bond to you with strong attachment. I think you good,gifted,lovely:a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived on my heart. It leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence...