Happiness needs sadness.
Success needs failure.
Benevolence needs evil.
Love needs hatred.
Victory needs defeat.
Pleasure needs pain.
and a little emotion behind every [idontcare]
La pregunta infinita: el sentido de la vida
Tiene una respuesta sencilla: aquello que vos digas
No busques bajo las piedras ni en los rayos del sol
No busques en tus vecinos ni en el trabajo ni en la pasión
Que el sentido de la vida lo tienes tú en el bolsillo
En tus pensamientos, en el alma, en tu corazón
Y está escrito en la clave que se lee con el amor
Si pones el sentido de la vida en manos de otro
Correrás el riesgo no pequeño de perderlo
Si crees que la vida no tiene sentido en el dolor
Piensa de nuevo: entenderás la lección
Si pierdes su sentido en la desesperación
No cojas lo primero del fondo del abismo
Que el sentido de la vida volverá por sí mismo
what if.
Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either. There isn't a way to explain it to someone who doesn't already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would be to be alone. People have stopped being comforting and being along never was. At least when you're alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn't anyone who won't take 'I don't know' for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.
my love.
I love you. I love every little thing about you - your sexy smile, the sound of your voice, the magic in your eyes. I love your gentle touch and the warmth I feel at your side... I love dreaming about you. I love discovering you and letting go with you. I love each and every once in a lifetime moments I share with you... today, tomorrow, forever.
I just wish I could roll back the clocks to when things were the same... then we were all just a bunch of crazy teenagers looking for a wild time. But now, thing aren't the same. Each of us have gone our different ways. We change, people change, things just change, and we aren't those crazy teenagers looking for a wild time anymore. We're teenagers looking for a person to love and a person to hug when we're in need.
FRIENDS ARE:
Friends. A simple word isn't it? It's uttered everyday to almost every person imaginable. Who are your friends? I used to think that friends were the people that you could laugh and talk to. Now I know that friends aren't that, they're the people that touch your hearts. You could spend hours with them doing nothing at all and it can be the best time of your life, just because it was with them. They're the people you can share your secrets with, cry with, laugh with, and just have fun with. They don't judge you or make you change. They accept you exactly as you are. They look at you and they see a great person, one they love spending time with. You all share something in common and are tied together by memories, tears, laughs, and smiles. You're tied together by love for the other. Friendship is the strangest but greatest thin in the world. I find my time with my friends, the best times of my life. My friends are my heart, my soul, my fun, my laughter, tears, love and my life.
OKAY: IM JUST THINKING.
There's one thing a quote does that nothing and no one else can do... it can become a part of you. You may never meet the person who said it but that person is now a companion. Quotes help you get over pain, feel love, make you smile and laugh, and helps you through those though tough days when you think that no one knows what you're going through.
Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.
People are always telling me to smile, like smiling is going to just take away all the hurt and pain. Well I've tried that... I've tried hiding my sorrows and covering the sadness in smiles... and what I've learned is that when it hurts this much inside your heart always has a way of showing it no matter how many masks you wear.
Why I love you is a hard question to answer. I love you because you care for me like no one else I know. I love the way I feel in your arms, so safe from dangers in the world. I love your eyes, so hypnotic and mesmerizing, beautiful to gaze into, and yet never revealing everything to me. I can explain every way that I love you because that's in possible. But I can say I love you because I you are you.
The first kiss is the passionate one; it's the one filled by desire and attraction and all that. But the second one is rational; you get time to think about it, worry and overanalyze. Most women prefer that first kiss, but I'm partial to the second one because its about something more.
It's like I realized that way down inside, I've always been lonely for something. But I don't know what for. It's like... everybody in the world wants something. Only they never really know exactly what it is - they just keep finding out what it's not. You know how, when you turn off the TV or you come out of some concert, and everything just feels... empty? Like you thought that would be what you wanted, and then it wasn't?
Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.
you know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is... suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.
Everything that ever caused a tear to trickle down my cheek, I run away and hide from it. But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don't know what to do. I just know that pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting ten time more.
It's the loneliest feeling in the world - to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "what's the matter with her?" I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away.
You start life with a clean slate. Then you begin to make your mark. You face decisions, make choices. You keep moving forward. But sooner or later there comes a time where you look back over where you have been... and wonder who you really are.
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The square pegs in round holes. The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules, and they have no respect for status quota. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the one thing you can't do is ignore them because they change things. They push the human race forward and while some see crazy ones - we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that can change the world, are the ones that do.
I'm only me. That is all I can be. No more, no less, dont second guess. I love, I live, I laugh, I cry. I've wished sometimes that I could die. Some days I'm funny, others I'm not, sometimes I'm in overdrive and I can't stop. You may not like me, but that's okay because this is me and how I'll stay.
No puede apreciarse suficientemente el espléndido esfuerzo del cubismo, que rompió con la apariencia natural de las cosas y parcialmente con la forma limitada. La determinación del espacio que hace el cubismo mediante la exacta construcción de volúmenes es prodigiosa. Así se fundaron los cimientos sobre los cuales pudo levantarse una plástica de "relaciones puras", de "ritmo libre", antes aprisionado por las formas limitadas.
cuando callas...
Cuando callas, también hablas de ti mismo.
Cuando callas un secreto, conozco tu fidelidad de amigo.
Cuando callas tu propio dolor, conozco tu fortaleza.
Cuando callas ante el dolor ajeno, conozco tu impotencia y tu respeto.
Cuando callas ante la injusticia, conozco tu miedo y tu complicidad.
Cuando callas ante lo imposible, conozco tu madurez y tu dominio.
Cuando callas ante la estupidez ajena, conozco tu sabiduría.
Cuando callas ante los fuertes y poderosos, conozco tu temor y tu cobardía.
Cuando callas ante lo que ignoras, conozco tu prudencia.
Cuando callas tus propios méritos, conozco tu humildad y tu grandeza.
El silencio es el templo donde el sabio medita,
la cárcel de la que huye el necio
y el refugio donde se esconde el cobarde.
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
Then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
William Shakespeare
Life's Choices
| -Life is full of choices Make sure you pick the right one Don't listen to the voices Hear only yours and you have won Many people will tell you You need to change your looks Don't take to heart their view Fabulous bods are found only in books There is only one voice That you should listen to It will help make the right choice That is perfect just for you Your looks are your own Someone will always love you You will never be alone Look in the mirror and you'll see who- |
Hércules
Un dia llegare No importa la distancia
El rumbo encontrare Y tendre valor
Paso a paso ire Y persistire
A cualquier distancia
Yo el amor alcanzare
Una vez te vi
Era todo irreal Y aunque fuese un sueno
Te sentia junto a mi
Se que estas ahi Que te encontrare
Aunque tarde una vida
Yo jamas renunciare
Un dia llegare...
Del orgullo y el valor
El poder de un heroe
Esta en su corazon
Agua sexual
Apuesto por los sentimientos. El público está harto de tanto sexo sin sentido y de tanta violencia gratuita.
l erotismo monta mecanismos que sustituyen el amor por un álgebra de sexos de combinaciones muy conocidas.
El sexo es lo más divertido que se puede hacer sin reír
¿por qué lo llaman amor cuando quieren decir sexo?.
By: Groucho Marx
* Todo idealismo frente a la necesidad es un engaño.
* Toda convicción es una cárcel.
* El que no pueda bendecir, que aprenda a maldecir.
* El espíritu puro es la mentira pura...
* Nuestro destino ejerce su influencia sobre nosotros incluso cuanto todavía no hemos aprendido su naturaleza; nuestro futuro dicta las leyes de nuestra actualidad.
* El matrimonio acaba muchas locuras cortas con una larga estupidez.
* Yo necesito compañeros, pero compañeros vivos; no muertos y cadáveres que tenga que llevar a cuestas por donde vaya.
* La verdad es que amamos la vida, no porque estemos acostumbrados a ella, sino porque estamos acostumbrados al amor.
--- Todo lo que se hace por amor, se hace más allá del bien y del mal.
Queremos servir a la historia sólo en la medida en que ella sirve a la vida
Este arte de la ficción llega a su cima en el ser humano: aquí el engaño, la adulación, la mentira y el fraude, las habladurías, la hipocresía, el vivir de lustres heredados, el enmascaramiento, el convencionalismo encubridor, el teatro ante los demás y ante uno mismo, en una palabra, el revoloteo incesante en torno a la llama de la vanidad es hasta tal punto la regla y la ley...
El amor es el estado en el cual, la mayoría de las veces, el hombre ve las cosas como no son.
TODA MUJER DEBE SABER:
- Como enamorarse sin dejar de ser ella misma.
- Lo que quiere con respecto a tener hijos, como renunciar a un trabajo, terminar con un novio y confrontar a un amigo sin arruinar una amistad.
- Cuando intentarlo todo… y cuando alejarse.
- Como pasarla de maravilla en una fiesta a la que no deseaba asistir.
- Como pedir algo que realmente desee de manera que casi seguramente lo consiga.
- Tiene que entender que no puede modificar el ancho de sus muslos o de sus caderas, o la forma de ser de sus padres.
- Que su niñez pudo no ser perfecta… pero ya termino.
- Lo que podría o no podría hacer por amor… o debería o no.
- Como vivir sola… aun si le desagrada.
- Debe saber en quien confiar y en quien no.
- A donde ir: a sentarse con su mejor amiga o a una agradable cabaña en la playa, cuando su alma necesita alimentarse y tranquilizarse.
UNA MUJER DEBE TENER ….
- Un viejo amor al que regresar en sus sueños… y otro que le permita darse cuenta de lo lejos que ha llegado.
- El valor necesario para alejarse cuando no le aman.
- Libertad económica suficiente para irse y rentar un lugar propio, incluso si nunca lo desea o lo necesita.
- Una etapa de juventud que dejar atrás con gusto.
- Un pasado suficientemente rico en experiencias, como para ser contado al llegar a una edad avanzada.
- La certeza que seguramente llegara a una edad avanzada y tener dinero guardado en el banco, suficiente para no depender de nadie.
- Un equipo completo de destornilladores, taladro y al menos un brasier negro de encaje.
- La amistad de alguien que siempre le hace reír… y de alguien que le permita llorar.
- Un hermoso mueble en casa, que no perteneció a nadie en la familia.
- Un e-mail en donde recibir y enviar frases de aliento.
- Un juego de vajilla para ocho personas, copas y la receta para una cena que haga espléndidamente a sus invitados.
- Una rutina de cuidado de la piel, un plan de ejercicios y un proyecto para enfrentar aquellas facetas de la vida que no mejoran después de los 30.
- Un inicio sólido en una carrera que le encanta, una relación satisfactoria y todas aquellas facetas de la vida.
AMOOO ESTA PARTE (CADAVER DE LA NOVIA)
Con esta mano aliviaré tus penas; tu copa jamás estará vacía, pues yo seré tu vino; con esta vela guiaré tus pasos en la oscuridad... Con este anillo yo te desposo.
Cosquillas al cielo....
No hay máscaras si miento alguna vez, si hay lágrimas no siempre son mi spenas, la noche suele hacerse de mis pies, para jugarle al tiempo unas carreras, y la tristeza vive en mi maleta, y por la tarde juego mi guitarra, no te preocupes, no envejece el alma, si tomas como musa a la nostalgia. Y suelo caminar solo en las calles, me gusta andar a pie mis soledades, y a veces me deprimo sin fijarme, a aquella banca puedes preguntarle. Pero si un día no escapo del destino, si la melacolía toma parte, tu boca es muy amiga del olvido, y el miedo cuando estás es un cobarde, no dejes los secretos en el vuelo, y guarda bajo llave los recuerdos, que sobran los pretextos para hacerle cosquillas al cielo. Cosquillas al cielo, sobre el destino, cuadno la luna se muera de celos, cuando el silencio grite mentiras a los cuatro vientos.
Cádaver de la novia...diálogo :)
-Oh! Gracias...¿Sobras?¡Sobras!¡Es mi perro Sobras!Oh, Sobras, mi perrito.
-Sabía que te alegrarías de verlo
-¿Quién es mi perrito?Sí, Sobras, sí. Muy bien, Sobras, una voltereta, una voltereta!¡Muy bien Sobras! HAzte el muerto!...Lo siento...
With Barb. I just love her so much
I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.
How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in life you will have been all of these.
For if there is a sin against life, it consists perhaps not so much in despairing of life as in hoping for another life and in eluding the implacable grandeur of this life.
What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum.
Come to the Cabaret.
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum.
Come to the Cabaret.
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."
What is life? & How is the life?
Life is too short, grudges are a waste of perfect happiness. Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change. Love deeply and forgive quickly. Take chances, give everything. Have no regrets. Life is too short to be unhappy you have to take the good with the bad. Smile when you're sad, love what you got, and always remember what you had. Always forgive, but never forget. Learn from your mistakes, but never regret people. Change and things go wrong, but always remember life goes on.
life is too short. so kiss slowly☀ . laugh insanely.
love truly, and forgive quickly.
What's life if you can't live it?
life isnt about waiting for the storm to pass,
its about learning to dance in the rain♬
its about learning to dance in the rain♬
Live life. Love much♥. Laugh often.
My life is my life, get your own (Y)
3 choices in life: give up, give in, or give it you all.
What comes is better than what came before.
The girls say:
Big girls need big diamonds.
Elizabeth Taylor.
she's f r e s h to death ♥
the littlest things make me laugh.
it's not hard to please me.
i'ma free-spirit. i'm strong and determined.
i love to look at the stars. i'm just a girl.
&& that's all i wanna be.
life isn't always easy, it's full of tough decisions and heartache,
and things don't always work out the way we hoped.
life just doesn't come with guarantees. and while it's true that sometimes,
by avoiding taking a chance on people, we can avoid some heartache,
we might also miss out on the best times of our life. don't be afraid to love.
and things don't always work out the way we hoped.
life just doesn't come with guarantees. and while it's true that sometimes,
by avoiding taking a chance on people, we can avoid some heartache,
we might also miss out on the best times of our life. don't be afraid to love.
Laugh your heart out. Dance in the rain. Cherish the memories.
Ignore the pain, love and learn, forget and forgive because
You only have one life to live ♥
*While I'm waiting:
I'm waiting,I'm waiting on You, Lord and I am hopeful. Though it is painful,but patiently, I will wait.
I will move ahead, bold and confident and takeing every step in obedience.
-While I'm waiting I will serve You
I'll be running the race
Even while I wait
-While I'm waiting I will worship
-While I'm waiting I will not faint
Even while I wait
I'm waiting on You, Lord and I am peaceful
I'm waiting on You, Lord though it's not easy,but faithfully, I will wait
Yes, I will wait .
I'm waiting on You, Lord though it's not easy,but faithfully, I will wait
Yes, I will wait .
"Love is not a fight"
♥Love is not a place, to come and go as we please, is a house we enter in, and than commit to never leave, so lock the door behind you, throw away the key, we’ll work it out together, let it bring us to our knees.
♥Love is a shelter in a raging storm; love is a peace in a middle of a war, and if we try to leave may God send angels to guard the door.
Love is not a fight, but is something worth fighting for.
♥To some love is a word that they can fall into, but when they’re falling out, keeping their word is hard to do
♥Love will come to save us, if we’ll only call, he will ask nothing from us, but demand we’ll give our all.
Would you fight for me?
It’s worth fighting for.
We are three sisters
Three sisters are we
I love each of you,
And I know you love me
We’re always together,
Life sometimes keeps us apart.
But we're never separated
We’re in each other's heart.
Now I know we've had our troubles,
But we always get thru.
The real message is you love me,
And I also love you.
We have had lots of good times
That we'll never forget
Sometimes we worry
And sometimes we fret
But if God ever gave me
Something special you see,
It might have been the blessing of,
Three sisters are we.
The Lord above has gave me lots
Of happiness and glee
But the most special thing he did was
Make us sisters, all three. ♥
I love you: Ele & Luci♥
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