zondag 7 maart 2010
woensdag 3 maart 2010
the beat
I LOVE YOU SOPHIE(L) thx voor dit super lekkere lied
All these people talking bout you now
They don't make no difference, no
We always have the rhythm here
In our blood and in our souls
So let the beat control you now
There's nothing here to care about
Just you and me, let's break it down
So follow me, I'll show you how
All these people talking bout you now
They don't make no difference, no
We always have the rhythm here
In our blood and in our souls
So let the beat control you now
There's nothing here to care about
Just you and me, let's break it down
So follow me, I'll show you how
I wanna be forever young
There are 3 great things in this world. The first thing is for you to love
someone. The second thing is for someone to love you back. The third
greatest thing is for the first and second thing to happen at the same time.
I know it's hard for you to understand what I'm going through. But now I
sit here to remind myself, you're always dressed to kill and you feel like
you owe it to the world, but you owe it to yourself. And you're, you're not
here and I can't stop pretending that you're forever mine.
"Dressed To Kill" New Found Glory
Even though you are a liar, If you told me, right now, that you loved me
and that you were sorry, I would believe you.
Every girl is going to love a guy who will never love them back. and as
she sits there crying because he will never want her, she doesn't realize
that across town there's a boy thinking of her. A boy who would give
anything to see her smile, make her laugh, or kiss her in the rain. A boy
who would never make her cry because he doesn't want her. But she will
forever be chasing the boy who will never love her, instead of giving her
heart to the one who deserves it.
If you love someone you would be willing to give up everything for them,
but if they loved you back theyd never ask you to.
Sometimes I really wonder how stupid it would seem to him. How I sit
here with my eyes never leaving the screen of my phone waiting for his
new text. Or refreshing the screen until it says he's online. Or how when
I miss him I read the things he told me months and months ago. I really
wonder what he would say if he knew he meant that much to me.
zaterdag 6 februari 2010
Dear Heart, fall in love when you're ready, not when you're lonely.
The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known
defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found
their way out of the depths. These people have an appreciation, a
sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them withcompassion,
gentleness, and a deep loving concern. They are the beautiful angels
living among us.
I have this theory that the more important and intimate the emotion,
the fewer the words are required to express it. For instance, in dating,
“Will you go out with me?” Six words. “I think I care for you.” Five words.
“You matter to me.” Four words. “I love you.” Three words. “Marry me.”
Two words. So what’s left? What’s the most important and intimate word
you can ever say to somebody? It’s “goodbye”
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and
chaining a soul,and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company
doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with
your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief
of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because
tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you
flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are
strong, and you really do have worth.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if
he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give
him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking
about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he
knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect
more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy,
yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard
when there is love to be hard. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s
always one guy that is perfect for you.
chaining a soul,and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company
doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with
your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief
of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because
tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you
flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are
strong, and you really do have worth.
He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect.
But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if
he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him and give
him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking
about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he
knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect
more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy,
yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard
when there is love to be hard. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s
always one guy that is perfect for you.
zaterdag 30 januari 2010
(L)
Love is not an endless phone call, love doesn’t come in the form of a
myspace comment no matter how sweet it may be, love has nothing to
do with random texts at 3 am in the morning, love is not how many times
you draw their name in the sand at the beach. Real love is something you
sometimes can’t physically see, sometimes you can’t understand it, but
you can feel it and it hurts. Take away all the cute little things because
they don’t matter when it comes down to it, the only thing that matters is
that persons soul and what’s BEHIND that smile. Love is being able to let
go and still knowing that the person is and always will be your best friend
and you do it for them and them alone. Love is being able to put them
before yourself unselfishly and having no second thoughts. You have to work
hard, you have to wait, you have to be patient and you have to be
understanding because in the end, that’s love.
People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made
of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of
viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.
You know what’s the most terrifying thing about admitting that you’re
in love? You’re just naked. You put yourself in harm’s way and you lay
down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide,
completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe
the other person loves you back and you can trust them not to hurt you.
When I saw you I remembered all of the reasons I once loved you, and
not one of the many reasons I shouldn’t.
We spend our whole lives worrying about the future, planning for the future,
trying to predict the future. As if somehow figuring it out will somehow
cushion the blow.But the future is always changing, the future is the home
of our deepest fears and our wildest hopes. But one thing is certain: when
it finally reveals itself, the future is never the way we imagined it.
myspace comment no matter how sweet it may be, love has nothing to
do with random texts at 3 am in the morning, love is not how many times
you draw their name in the sand at the beach. Real love is something you
sometimes can’t physically see, sometimes you can’t understand it, but
you can feel it and it hurts. Take away all the cute little things because
they don’t matter when it comes down to it, the only thing that matters is
that persons soul and what’s BEHIND that smile. Love is being able to let
go and still knowing that the person is and always will be your best friend
and you do it for them and them alone. Love is being able to put them
before yourself unselfishly and having no second thoughts. You have to work
hard, you have to wait, you have to be patient and you have to be
understanding because in the end, that’s love.
People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made
of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of
viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.
You know what’s the most terrifying thing about admitting that you’re
in love? You’re just naked. You put yourself in harm’s way and you lay
down all your defenses. No clothes, no weapons. Nowhere to hide,
completely vulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe
the other person loves you back and you can trust them not to hurt you.
When I saw you I remembered all of the reasons I once loved you, and
not one of the many reasons I shouldn’t.
We spend our whole lives worrying about the future, planning for the future,
trying to predict the future. As if somehow figuring it out will somehow
cushion the blow.But the future is always changing, the future is the home
of our deepest fears and our wildest hopes. But one thing is certain: when
it finally reveals itself, the future is never the way we imagined it.
dinsdag 12 januari 2010
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