Foolish child, don’t you know? A broken coração will never mend... A true amor story has no end...
amor has no middle term; either it destroys, or it saves.
I had fallen from Grace…Lost it all… My love… My life… Everything... I had slipped.
I’m not a bitch, I just speak my mind. I’m not a slut; I just get every guy I want. I’m not a heartbreaker, I just get bored easily. I’m not cocky, I’m just confident.
Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable...
I do it because I can, I can because I want to, and I want to because you said I couldn't.
I'm the finger down your spine when all the lights are out. I'm the name on all the mens room walls. When I pout the whole world tries to make me smile. And everyone always wants to know. Who... is... that... girl?
Once mais it was proven that the usual suspect for all the big mistakes and the unsolved crimes is absolute, anarchist, unscrupulous love…
"You think I want to look at you? That I wouldn't rather be looking at my boyfriend? I'm in a relationship. I have responsibilities. But he doesn't drive me crazy. He doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal. He doesn't make me sick to my stomach about someone else touching him with her hands! I would give anything to not be looking at you."
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do.
Sometimes a person has to let go because their fingers are too tired of holding on. They'll always amor you though. No matter what.
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately as they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.
If you could go back and change just one thing about your life, would you? And if you did, would that change make your life better? Or would that change ultimately break your heart? Or the coração of another? Would you choose an entirely different path? Or would you change just one thing? Just one moment? One moment you always wanted back.
Did they live happily ever after? They did not. No one ever does, in spite of what the stories may say. They had their good days, as do you, and they had their bad days, and you know about those. They had their victories, as you do, and they had their defeats, and you know about those, too. There were times when they felt ashamed of themselves, knowing they had not done their best, and there were times when they knew they had stood where they were meant to stand. All I'm trying to say is that they lived as well as they could.
One dia your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching...
amor is often gentle, desire is always rage.
The truth is, there is no line.
There's only your life, how you mess it up,
and who is there to save you.
Or who isn't.
I'm so afraid because I am so profoundly happy.
Happiness like this is frightening.
They only let you be this happy if they are preparing to take something from you.
I close my eyes, inhale, and feel a rush of heat and energy that takes my breath away. It is the feeling of wanting something so much that it borders on an actual need, and the power and urgency of this need overwhelms me.
When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part. You roll out of cama and down on your knees, and for the moment you can hardly breathe, wondering, 'was he really here?
No one knows what the result will be when two people meet, and no one knows when they fall in amor if they will always be able to stay that way; but to feel that at all, even for a minute, to find amor and connection in a world gone mad, in my book, those are the lucky ones. And if it can't last forever, then the best they can hope for is the honesty to face up to it when it ends.
amor comes when manipulation stops. When you think mais about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.
The material of música is sound and silence. Integrating these is composing. I have nothing to say and I am saying it
Ι close my eyes, then I drift away, Into the magic night, I softly sway...
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And seguinte to amor the sweetest thing is hate
In This Endless Parade Of Monsters I see, Distorted Versions Of Me
Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever
I’m waiting for you, Because it's all I can do, But it seems all my life, I've been waiting for you, This ache in my heart, You know it won't let me be, Until you return, I will never be free, Still I can hear - Wait for me…
You're unpredictable...Most people make decisions in anger, fear, love, or obligation. You make decisions to irritate people...
"What are you?" I rasped. -It smiled. "Whatever scares you."
Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. amor like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth
And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade
Be Yourself; everyone else is already taken
Without music, life would be a mistake
Imagination is mais important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world
Imagination is mais important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment
All that is gold does not glitter Not all those who wander are lost The old thats strong does not wither Deep roots are not reached por frost
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only amor can do that
A battle is won por him who is firmly resolved to win it
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened
You know you're in amor when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough
I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle…But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best
Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty
Most of us have the good or bad fortune of seeing our lives fall apart so slowly we barely notice... In Julian’s case that certainty came to him in a matter of seconds
To truly hate is an art one learns with time
Sometimes we think people are like lottery tickets, that they're there to make our most absurd dreams come true
Memories are worse than bullets
amor has no middle term; either it destroys, or it saves.
I had fallen from Grace…Lost it all… My love… My life… Everything... I had slipped.
I’m not a bitch, I just speak my mind. I’m not a slut; I just get every guy I want. I’m not a heartbreaker, I just get bored easily. I’m not cocky, I’m just confident.
Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable...
I do it because I can, I can because I want to, and I want to because you said I couldn't.
I'm the finger down your spine when all the lights are out. I'm the name on all the mens room walls. When I pout the whole world tries to make me smile. And everyone always wants to know. Who... is... that... girl?
Once mais it was proven that the usual suspect for all the big mistakes and the unsolved crimes is absolute, anarchist, unscrupulous love…
"You think I want to look at you? That I wouldn't rather be looking at my boyfriend? I'm in a relationship. I have responsibilities. But he doesn't drive me crazy. He doesn't make it impossible for me to feel normal. He doesn't make me sick to my stomach about someone else touching him with her hands! I would give anything to not be looking at you."
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do.
Sometimes a person has to let go because their fingers are too tired of holding on. They'll always amor you though. No matter what.
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately as they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish.
If you could go back and change just one thing about your life, would you? And if you did, would that change make your life better? Or would that change ultimately break your heart? Or the coração of another? Would you choose an entirely different path? Or would you change just one thing? Just one moment? One moment you always wanted back.
Did they live happily ever after? They did not. No one ever does, in spite of what the stories may say. They had their good days, as do you, and they had their bad days, and you know about those. They had their victories, as you do, and they had their defeats, and you know about those, too. There were times when they felt ashamed of themselves, knowing they had not done their best, and there were times when they knew they had stood where they were meant to stand. All I'm trying to say is that they lived as well as they could.
One dia your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching...
amor is often gentle, desire is always rage.
The truth is, there is no line.
There's only your life, how you mess it up,
and who is there to save you.
Or who isn't.
I'm so afraid because I am so profoundly happy.
Happiness like this is frightening.
They only let you be this happy if they are preparing to take something from you.
I close my eyes, inhale, and feel a rush of heat and energy that takes my breath away. It is the feeling of wanting something so much that it borders on an actual need, and the power and urgency of this need overwhelms me.
When you're dreaming with a broken heart, the waking up is the hardest part. You roll out of cama and down on your knees, and for the moment you can hardly breathe, wondering, 'was he really here?
No one knows what the result will be when two people meet, and no one knows when they fall in amor if they will always be able to stay that way; but to feel that at all, even for a minute, to find amor and connection in a world gone mad, in my book, those are the lucky ones. And if it can't last forever, then the best they can hope for is the honesty to face up to it when it ends.
amor comes when manipulation stops. When you think mais about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.
The material of música is sound and silence. Integrating these is composing. I have nothing to say and I am saying it
Ι close my eyes, then I drift away, Into the magic night, I softly sway...
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And seguinte to amor the sweetest thing is hate
In This Endless Parade Of Monsters I see, Distorted Versions Of Me
Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever
I’m waiting for you, Because it's all I can do, But it seems all my life, I've been waiting for you, This ache in my heart, You know it won't let me be, Until you return, I will never be free, Still I can hear - Wait for me…
You're unpredictable...Most people make decisions in anger, fear, love, or obligation. You make decisions to irritate people...
"What are you?" I rasped. -It smiled. "Whatever scares you."
Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. amor like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth
And, after all, what is a lie? 'Tis but the truth in a masquerade
Be Yourself; everyone else is already taken
Without music, life would be a mistake
Imagination is mais important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world
Imagination is mais important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment
All that is gold does not glitter Not all those who wander are lost The old thats strong does not wither Deep roots are not reached por frost
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only amor can do that
A battle is won por him who is firmly resolved to win it
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened
You know you're in amor when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough
I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle…But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best
Evil is always possible. Goodness is a difficulty
Most of us have the good or bad fortune of seeing our lives fall apart so slowly we barely notice... In Julian’s case that certainty came to him in a matter of seconds
To truly hate is an art one learns with time
Sometimes we think people are like lottery tickets, that they're there to make our most absurd dreams come true
Memories are worse than bullets