its sad when the people you know become people you knew, when you cant walk right past someone as if they were never a big part of your life..how you used to be able to talk for hours, and now you can barely even look at them. its just sad how things change, so much.

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Born of Tears

Wednesday, March 8, 2006

Love is base on trust and patience.

Love is fiduciary

Love is only tainted

If it betrays the heart of its company

It’s like a sail without a ship

How do you ride the waves?

It takes years to build a relationship

But it takes a moment to break it to pisces

We all are born of tears

The moment we are able to see, we cry

All emotions out, happiness and fear

So innocent and pure, unable to even tell a lie

Our life is a journey that we go through

Each step we take is like a crusade

We maybe hurt from the lies and truth

But we must learn and not be afraid

A fork cannot be bent from sheer will

We can’t always have what we desire

Just like love, we can’t force it until

It comes to you, when it transpires

We all have each others halves in our lives

We just need to wait

Do what you need to do in life to survive

And let god decide our fate.

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WHY DO MEN LOVE WOMEN?

** this is probly the sweetest thing ever written by a guy hihi  

1.They will always smell good even if its just shampoo

2.The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder

3.How cute they look when they sleep

4.The ease in which they fit into our arms

5.The way they kiss you and  all of a sudden everything is right in the world

6.How cute they are when they eat

7.The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while

8.Because they are always warm even when its minus 30 outside

9.The way they look good no matter what they wear

10.The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she’s the most beautiful thing on this earth

11.How cute they are WHEN THEY ARGUE

12.The way her hand always finds yours

13.The way they smile

14.The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight

15.The way she says “lets not fight anymore” even though you know that an hour later you might

16.The way they kiss when you do something nice for them

17.The way they kiss you when you say “I love you”

18.Actually … just the way they kiss you…

19.The way they fall into your arms when they cry

20.Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly

21.The way they hit you and expect it to hurt

22.Then the way they apologize when it does hurt.

23.The way they say “I miss you”

24.The way you miss them

25.The way their tears make you want to change the  world so that it doesn’t hurt her anymore…..

Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them … it matters not.Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they  become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart.

We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.

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FIVE WORLD RECORDS YOU DONT WANT TO HOLD

i juz cant help it.. its hilarious..this is however rated R hihi :D (more…)

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Letting You Go..

is to know such pain,

it’s jagged edges tearing into my soul.

As a stake from the garden tears into the warm, dark earth.

Letting You Go..

is to know all the while that never again will I fit myself,

warm with sleep, against your solid back.
Nor hear your steady breathing.

Or feel the beating of your heart.

Letting You Go..

is to be aware in every moment of every day

that my dreams, my future; once tied with silken ribbons to yours,

will never come to be.

And the mornings that were once so silent and hopeful,

while we were gazing at the stars and so gently awaiting forever

those are now but small pieces of my past.

Letting You Go..

is to see your heart like a tight fist of anger

and your dry eyes betraying nothing of you.

I cry for both of us, my love, i fear you will not.

Letting You Go..

is to know that I’ve lost my place on this earth.

My station. My heart’s home.

I will wander, forever a nomad.

Alone and afraid.

And in my troubled dreams

I will watch you leave, again and again.

For the rest of my days.

Thinking of what might have been.

st patrick's

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share yer blessings

“I felt very fortunate to live in this part of the world. I promise I will never waste my food no matter how bad it can taste and  how full I may be. I promise not to waste water. I pray that this little boy be alleviated from his suffering. 

Think & look at this…when you complain about your food and the food we waste daily…” MAY ALL BEINGS BE FREE FROM SUFFERING!!!!  

I pray that we will be more sensitive towards the suffering in the world around us and not be blinded by our own selfish nature and interests.  I hope this picture will always serve as a reminder to us about how fortunate we are and that we must never ever take things for granted.

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leap of faith

the longest journey a man must take

is the eighteen inches from his head to his heart.

love is a leap of faith.

it can be nothing else otherwise.
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