let's talk about love..........

At least i know what love is........
...........like clouds love the sky,
......................ocean loves sand
...winter loves snow
while snow loves breeze...
it's all connected...it's called unconditional love.......it's in our heart,if falling in love like taking off or flying,then love is like landing.......i've made the most importance discovery of my life...it's only in the mysterious equation of love that any logical reasons can be found.
the opposite of loneliness,it's not togetherness.it's is intimacy...for small creatures such as the vastness is bearable only through love...
Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person.

it all about life....

life is too short...so kiss slowly...laugh insanely..love truly...and..forgive quickly...;)
.....life is too short,grudges are a waste of perfect happiness..laugh when u can...apologize when u should...and let go of what u can't change...love deeply and forgive quickly...take chances and give everything and have no regrets..life is too short to be unhappy u have to take the good with the bad..smile when you're sad..love what u got and always remember what u had always forgive and never forget..learn from ur mistakes..people change,and thing go wrong...and always remember ............................life must go on!!!!!!!!!!

me,baby,jijah n me ...wInK!!wInk...

To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting

All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born with: that I am nobody but myself.I am told to just be myself, but as much as I have practiced the impression, I am still no good at it. ~