Elu on mäng, mis lõpeb alati surmaga, ükskõik kuidas sa seda ka ei mängiks

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Life is an argument you can’t win.

 Aeg tekitab mälestusi, nii häid, kui ka halbu,. Vahel ongi hea, et on halvad mälestused, siis teame teinekord kuidas teisiti käituda, et oleks rohkem häid mälestusi!
 
Real love stories never have happy endings, because the real love stories never end

 Kui saaks, annaks armastusele oma telefoni numbri..
The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy.
The worst part about being lied to is knowing u aren’t worth the truth ..
Kui Sa oleksid mu pisar, ei nutaks ma iialgi, hirmust, et võiksin Su kaotada
The ones that you love the most are usually the ones that hurt you the most!

 Life resembles a novel more often than novels resemble life.
 Kunagi olid Sa minu jaoks tulevik, aga nüüd on Sinust saanud minevik! Ja kahjuks või õnneks, mulle ei meeldi minevikus sorida
Ma nutsin, sest mul polnud jalatseid, kuid siis nägin ma meest kellel polnud jalgu..
Naer teeb nooreks, armastus ilusaks.
 Meie aeg on möödas. Isegi kui see oli parim, mida soovida võis, kaotatud ja kadunud, kõik minevik vaikib ja tulevik kaob pimedusse
naerata ja maailm naerab sinuga , nuta , ja sa nutad üksinda .
 Sadness flies away on the wings of time
Maailm on nagu peegel: põrnitse seda ja see põrnitseb vastu naerata ja see naeratab samuti.


 Klaas puruneb, nagu purunevad nii paljud mälestused. Aga need päevad on teemandid ja säravad igavesti..


 Kui suudad millestki unistada, suudad seda ka saavutada!. .

Life is short…. eat desert first!!


Life is simple, you make a choice and don’t look back
 Love the moment. Flowers grow out of dark moments. Therefore, each moment is vital. It affects the whole. Life is a succession of such moments and to live each, is to succeed.
Life is sweeter than sugar but at the same time it is as sour as a lemon.
 Laugh when you want to cry and smile when you want to frown.
















You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

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