Wednesday, July 24, 2013
En liten flicka springer runt sin mamma och säger; - Mamma, gissa vad, gissa vad!
En liten flicka springer runt sin mamma och säger; - Mamma, gissa vad, gissa vad!Mamman blir lätt irriterad och säger; - Nej, jag orkar inte gissa, gå in på ditt rum. Det blir tyst en stund och flickan säger; - Okej.
Hon går in på sitt rum, men kommer ut en timme senare och säger; - Mamma, gissa vad, gissa vad!
Mamman blir mer irriterad och säger; - Nej, jag vill inte gissa.
Gå ut och lek. - Visst säger flickan med besviken röst.
Hon går ut och leker på gatan.
Hon hoppar hopprep och hennes ljusa hår leker i vinden.
Men flickan varken hör eller ser bilen som kommer körande.
Hon blir påkörd med bara ett brak.
Mamman kommer ut och får se sin lilla flicka full av blod.
Flickan ser på sin mamma med blod rinnande från munnen och gråt från sin själ och säger; - Mamma, gissa vad, gissa vad!
Mamman ser på henne med tårar i ögonen och säger; - Nej, jag kan inte gissa vad det är.
Flickan tar sitt sista andetag och säger; - Jag älskar dig, mamma.
Sometimes, girls don’t allow guys to hold their hand
Sometimes,
girls don’t allow guys
to hold their hand
because they know
it’ll hurt when
the guy decides
to let go.
girls don’t allow guys
to hold their hand
because they know
it’ll hurt when
the guy decides
to let go.
Life can change
Life can change
for the better
just as easy
as it can change
for the worse,
be positive and
do not give in
to negativity.
Find A Guy
Who calls you beautiful instead of hot
Who calls you back when you hang up on him
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep
Wait for the boy…
Who kisses your forehead
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats
Who holds your hand in front of his friends
Who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on
Wait for the one…
Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says “that’s her"
P.S. I love you.
"…if we do meet again then that’ll be the end of it, you know."
"The end of what?"
"Life as we know it."
"Look, I’m singing at this pub…"
"No, no, no. Don’t tell me. If I happen to walk into the right one in the right town… then we’ll know for sure, won’t we? And if I don’t… then that’ll just be the most perfect kiss ever created by two strangers… and we’ll just keep it perfect for the rest of our lives."
— Nayyirah Waheed, “The Fragrance of Your Laughter"
“make sure
they have fallen in love
with
your spirit
first.
your body
second.”
they have fallen in love
with
your spirit
first.
your body
second.”
But still, like air,
Shoot me with your words.
Cut me with your eyes.
Kill me with your hatefulness.
But still, like air, I'll rise :)
Boy, You Leave Me Breathless
I fall harder and harder each day,
by every single word you say,
Your one of a kind,
you make my fly,
When I’m with you time stops,
I’ve never felt this way,
We argue and fight,
but I can’t stay mad cause I’m in love,
You’re driving me wild,
And I’m holding on.
You’re The only thing I look forward to in the morning,
I’m falling so hard so fast I cant keep track,
There’s something Special about you that I can’t control myself from,
I’m losing my mind,
My friends say forget about you,
you’re not worth it,
I should listen to them,
I shouldn’t trust you,
But baby, that’s a risk I’m willing to take,
I need you like a Balloon needs air,
Your my oxygen baby,
But Boy, You’re leaving me breathless.
by every single word you say,
Your one of a kind,
you make my fly,
When I’m with you time stops,
I’ve never felt this way,
We argue and fight,
but I can’t stay mad cause I’m in love,
You’re driving me wild,
And I’m holding on.
You’re The only thing I look forward to in the morning,
I’m falling so hard so fast I cant keep track,
There’s something Special about you that I can’t control myself from,
I’m losing my mind,
My friends say forget about you,
you’re not worth it,
I should listen to them,
I shouldn’t trust you,
But baby, that’s a risk I’m willing to take,
I need you like a Balloon needs air,
Your my oxygen baby,
But Boy, You’re leaving me breathless.
© Mackenzie
Jag trodde att kärleken var något sött,
Jag trodde att kärleken var något sött,
en romantisk dimma av rosa och rött.
Blommor, choklad och att hålla i hand,
kramar och kanske kyssar ibland.
Så blev jag förälskad och drömmarna svek,
det gjorde så ont att hela själen skrek.
he doesn't even know what a camera is guys, he just smiles on command
This is honestly my favorite Thor moment. He has no idea what that thing is, where he is, what’s going on, but he’s eating pancakes, and the chick with the taser is pointing another electrical thing at him and there are faces on books, but he’s eating pancakes, and yea he’s knows he’s sexy, so yea, he’ll smile.
You've got mail
I turn on my computer. I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: “You’ve got mail.” I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York. Just the beat of my own heart. I have mail… from you.
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