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TO THE WIND. What does that mean you ask? It means that if you feel love for someone, don't be afraid to say so. To the wind. Love is like a feather, its soft, its delicate and sometimes it makes you feel like your flying. Then again love can be like sand paper, so abrasive and painful leaving you with scars that you feel for a lifetime. Danny, NP Life is not measured by the numbers of breaths we take but by the number moments that take our breath away.... As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.?AOL INSTANT MESSANGER~ APRYLSHWRZZ
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These are my sleeping beauties!
Some people come into our lives and quickly go...Some people become friends and stay a while...leaving beautiful footprints on our hearts .. and we are never quite the same because we have made a good friend!! Yesterday is history. Tomorrow a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present! Live and savor every moment...
Sanity has no restrain on me Paralizing vanity is my own true enemy The pride, the low self esteem Are breeched from my own reality My being is made up of only sensuality From that I take my purpose Because all else seems useless.