Love is like a bee sting,you can only do it right once.so choose wisely,coz u might die after :p

I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change i’ve spent on you
Where are the times gone baby
It’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two
Yeah, I, I know it’s hard to remember
The people we used to be
It’s even harder to picture
That you’re not here next to me
You say it’s too late to make it
But is it too late to try?
And then that time that you wasted
All of our bridges burnt down
I’ve wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I’m paralyzed
Still stuck in that time when we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change I’ve spent on you
Where have the times gone baby
It’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
All those fairytales are full of it
One more stupid love song I’ll be sick.
You turned your back on tomorrow
Cause you forgot yesterday
I gave you my love to borrow
But just gave it away
You can’t expect me to be fine
I don’t expect you to care
I know I said it before
But all of our bridges burnt down
I’ve wasted my nights
You turned out the lights
Now I’m paralyzed
Still stuck in that time when we called it love
But even the sun sets in paradise
I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change i’ve spent on you
Where have the times gone baby
It’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
And all those fairytales are full of it
One more stupid love song i’ll be sick
Now I’m at a payphone…
[Wiz Khalifa]
Man fuck that sh-t
I’ll be out spending all this money while you sitting
round
Wondering why it wasn’t you who came up from nothing
Made it from the botton
Now when you see me i’m stunting
And all of my cause a way to push up a button
Telling me the chances I blew up or whatever you call
it
Switched the number to my phone
So you never can call it
Don’t need my name, or my show
You can tell it i’m ballin’
Shish, what a shame coulda got picked
Had a really good game but you missed your last shot
So you talk about who you see at the top
Or what you could’ve saw
But sad to say it’s over for it
Phantom roll out valet open doors
Where’s the car way, got what you was looking for
Now ask me who they want
So you can go take that little piece of sh-t with you
I’m at a payphone trying to call home
All of my change i’ve spent on you
Where are the times gone baby
It’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two
If happy ever after did exist
I would still be holding you like this
And all these fairytales are full of shit
One more fuckin’ love song i’ll be sick
Now i’m at a payphone…
Don’t wait for death,to realise you should have lived..
Don’t wait till you lose something,to realise what you had..
Don’t wait for someone’s attention to be diverted,before you realise you wanted it on you..
Don’t wait till the loss of communication,to realise what you should have communicated..
Why be so kind to time?
It will never wait for you
So in this week’s episode of Private Practice..a story was told..A princess fell in love with a guard,this was inappropriate obviously,so the King,her father,put the guard in an open arena of sorts..with 2 doors,one had a tiger that would tear him limb from limb,the other door had a woman with whom he could leave and spend the rest of his life with..and the Princess hadto sit and choose the door,choose her lover’s fate..
What did the Princess choose you ask?well the author never tells the end of the story..
When we are not really in love,when we are still selfish in love,perhaps we would choose the Tiger,as who would want to see the one they love spend their life with someone else?but if we truly do love someone,we’ll realise its about what makes that person happy,its selfless..even if that happiness is behind door number 2,and not with you
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Steve Jobs US computer engineer & industrialist (1955 - 2011) |
Having a Coke with You
is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them
I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse
it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it
| — | Frank O’Hara |
| — | Cecil Beaton |
I’d rather you forget me and smile,
Than remember and have to be sad.
But if YOU were to hurt me,
I’d embrace the harm
Whatever state you may be in.Never lose hope..for sometimes we are taken to the darkest terrain..so as to appreciate the light of the moon:)
“And you ask me what I want this year
And I try to make this kind and clear
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days
Cuz I don’t need boxes wrapped in strings
And desire and love and empty things
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight’s the night the world begins again
And it’s someplace simple where we could live
And something only you can give
And thats faith and trust and peace while we’re alive
And the one poor child that saved this world
And there’s 10 million more who probably could
If we all just stopped and said a prayer for them
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight’s the night the world begins again
I wish everyone was loved tonight
And somehow stop this endless fight
Just a chance that maybe we’ll find better days
So take these words
And sing out loud
Cuz everyone is forgiven now
Cuz tonight’s the night the world begins again
Cuz tonight’s the night the world begins again”