between the bang......and.....crunch everything matters including nothing ............... for no-thing is some-thing and every-thing is no-thing without some-thing
Love is like an olympic torch, it burns continually, is never extinguished, kept for the briefest of moments, then simply passed on, person to person, lifetime to lifetime, generation to generation.
Sitting on the edge of the world, Dreaming of the clouds sailing away, Remembering the shining pearl, Not forgetting a single day Of the whispered secrets, That one considers a weakness. Now my heart is not vacant But... I am patient.
what a beauty it is a man wont bother to talk to you apply that makeup and do your hair you want that man to notice you you are beautiful does the man see that no
you wear too much clothing you dont wear enough you shouldnt do it you are beautiful
youll find one be yourself get up and get out you are beautiful