Ak Love Quotes

Love today for...tomorrow never comes

If you choose to crawl, so be it. If you choose to stroll, so be it. If you choose to fly, so be it. WHENEVER YOU MAKE A CONSCIOUS CHOICE, YOU KNOCK! (..Knock, and the door will be opened to you.) ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

Oh, sweet cherry tree- how lovely your blossoms are. Spring brings joy to life.

When I look into your eyes, I'm curious to know what you see?

Ak, kjærligheten den gjør menneskehjærtet til en sophave, en frodig og uforskammet have hvori står hemmelighetsfuld og fræk sop.

He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll.

It's not the sex that gives you pleasure, it's the lover. For the remainder of my life, I plan to give this woman as much as she can handle, and then some. Often. Repeatedly.

Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your god has arrived with enough hatred for y’all, with enough evil for the big and small, so come one, come all. I will shred your souls and place them in my satchel, call you a settler and make you my peddler. Come one, come all, come stand behind your god. I will lead you into the darkness of Earth's end. Come one, come all, my wilted flowers, come claim your title, speak out and cheer it. Come one, come all, let’s have a ball, my wilted flowers . . . Sweet, Unconquerable Spirits.

When looking for the path to peace one comes to realize that peace is the path." Peace can only be achieved by letting go of the past and accepting what is. But one can only do that if he practices forgiveness. ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

KEEP AN ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE!" Gratitude is the key to manifestation, for gratitude connects you directly to the source. Keep your head up and heart open. And make "Thank You" your mantra of life! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

If there ever comes a day when anyone gets what they deserve…then I would still get you, and you would still get me

Remy knew then that she never had a choice. She would hold on to life just to wipe his tears away. That is how much she loved him.

My love, you made me. It is now my reward to keep you whole.

A friend recently asked me, 'How's your life?' Without hesitation, I replied, 'She's happy, in love, and doing quite well.

Son, we are all products of operant conditioning. By daring to think outside the box, you'll be judged. Stay the course. Heightened cognizance is meaningful only when freely sought out and discovered. Not when it is incrementally spoon-fed to you throughout your lifetime.

We are limited, not by our abilities, but by our vision. You gotta have a BIG vision to know what your abilities are. Don't be afraid. Fear limits YOU and YOUR VISION. It's okay to DREAM and dream BIG. KEEP YOUR DREAMS ALIVE. KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE. Don't just exist. Live. Thrive. Love. Share. Care. DARE!! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

We went back for a few days to work with the Marines when they took down a hospital north of the city on the river. The insurgents were using the hospital as a gathering point. As the Marines came in, a teenager, I’d guess about fifteen, sixteen, appeared on the street and squared up with an AK-47 to fire at them. I dropped him. A minute or two later, an Iraqi woman came running up, saw him on the ground, and tore off her clothes. She was obviously his mother. I’d see the families of the insurgents display their grief, tear off clothes, even rub the blood on themselves. If you loved them, I thought, you should have kept them away from the war. You should have kept them from joining the insurgency. You let them try and kill us—what did you think would happen to them?

If you want to be loved, LOVE. If you want to be understood, UNDERSTAND. If you want peace, MAKE PEACE. If you want light, LIGHT. If you want to be seen, SHINE. If you want to be heard, LISTEN. You can only take so much, you gotta give. YOU ONLY GET WHAT YOU GIVE. ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

Gentlemen, the secret to achieving the gift of an ultimate climax for whomever you happen to love is locked away in an impenetrable vault within her mind. If you love her, you'll fight like hell through Venuses maze. You'll find the elusive vault. And, for her sake, you'll release the motherfucking valve. This is what she wants.

She loves you. A mother’s love . . . it does not fade with years. It burns brightly forever.

He simply spoke to her, and she listened. “I am in love with you, Amma, utterly and unconditionally, until my last breath and beyond.

चेहरे में तेरी अपनी खुशी ढूंढ़ता हूं, लवों पर तेरी अपनी हसी ढूंढ़ता हूं।।

Your love and your love of literature, like song, should flow seamlessly in an unbroken rhythm.

I don't know about you, but love and marriage helps me write better. Why? My wife expects a bigger ring. Duh!

know Bear will never be my hero. The hardest lesson I’ve ever learned was that if someone was going to take care of me, if someone was going to love me, it was going to be me. I don’t need Bear to be those things.

Why do we make everything so complicated!? Our creator gave us a very simple beautiful life and surrounded us with this amazing nature. We on the other hand instead of enjoying our life, made it all so complicated that we don't even get time to meet ourselves. FIND YOU OWN TRUE SELF & GIVE LOTS & LOTS OF LOVE TO THAT TRUE SELF!! Keep YOURSELF HAPPY, it's all that really matters.~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

Rishte Aak Dhaage Se Baadhe Hote Hai Jiskee Door Kisi Ak Ke Hath Me Hotti Hai Aak khechata Hai Or Doosra Use Thaame Rehta Hai Jab tak Wo Thaame Rehta Hai Rishta Bana Rehta Hai Bhaale Hi Us Rishate Me khuch Rahe Yaa Na Rahe Ager Essa Khuch Apki Life Me Hai Too Us Dhaage Ko Itna Mat Kheech Dena Ki Thamne Wada Hi Toot Jaaye Or Aap Tanhaa Rah Jaaye Kyu Ki Fir Wo Saathi Bapas Nhi Aayega Kisi Ko Giraana Per Itna Nhi Ki Wo Girna Hee Bhool Jaaye.

There is a very distinct moment in a man's life. Where an indescribable euphoria takes hold firmer than that new band on your finger. It happens but once in a lifetime. If you're lucky. So gentlemen, who among you know that feeling?

The kids just got back from camp. After four days, it's great to have them home. I find myself staring at my wife and how she interacts with them. Spoils them. As if she's making up lost time. I don't know how else to say it, but that shit is hot.

5 ways to cleanse your mind right away: •Switch off the junk box(Yes I mean Television). •Stop reading the leftover (Yes I mean Newspaper). •Stop cursing & blaming. •Walk in nature with a pet. •Come home (AND *MEDITATE*). ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

His smile stretched impossibly wide over his bony skull as he gestured to Amma with the magicked flame. “And we just got a new, dragon-shaped gravy boat, but it’s never been used, so it should make a lovely collection vessel for the blood from the virgin you’ve brought to sacrifice.

Your self-talk creates your reality. Is it time you rewired your brain and created new thoughts and habits to help bring you what you DO want as opposed to what you don't want? That voice inside your head has a huge impact on who you are and how you live your life. ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ❤ #StardustAK ❤

I'm sitting naked on the edge of the bed with my legs ajar, caressing soft parts; marveling at the pulchritude of her navel. I look up to admire the magnificent curvature of her perky breasts and her endearing smile. I was never in love with her desire to undergo cosmetic surgery. I was then, and have fervently remained, in love with her happiness.

When a man finds the right woman, there will appear a black hole to remove any and everything negative in his life. Once this task is complete and he's in her presence for the very first time thereafter, there will form in him a natural inclination to scream FUCK THE WORLD. And it is not just because she's near him. Her proximity to him gives him proof that she herself is alive and well in the universe itself.

Sådan var kærligheden. Den kunne ruinerer en mand, genrejse ham og brændemærke ham igen; den kunne elske mig i dag, dig i morgen og ham i morgen nat, så ubestandig var den. Men den kunne også holde fast som et ubrydeligt segl og blusse lige uudslukkeligt til dødens time, for så var evig var den. Hvordan var da kærligheden? Åh, kærligheden den er en sommernat med stjerner på himlen og duft på jorden. Men hvorfor får den ynglingen til at gå skjulte veje og hvorfor får den oldingen til at stå på tæer i sit ensomme kammer? Ak, kærligheden den gør menneskehjertet til en svampehave, en frodig og uforskammet have hvor der står hemmelighedsfulde og frække svampe. Får den ikke munken til at luske ind i lukkede haver og lægge øjet mod de sovendes vinduer om natten? Og besætter den ikke nonnen med dårskab og formørker prinsessens forstand?

Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the rival of his beams Launch'd on the bosom of the silver Thames. Fair nymphs, and well-dress'd youths around her shone, But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss, and infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those: Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide: If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all. This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourish'd two locks, which graceful hung behind In equal curls, and well conspir'd to deck With shining ringlets the smooth iv'ry neck. Love in these labyrinths his slaves detains, And mighty hearts are held in slender chains. With hairy springes we the birds betray, Slight lines of hair surprise the finney prey, Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare, And beauty draws us with a single hair. - Erguvan deniz üstünde gökler katında, İhtişamla yükselir ya güneş, saltanatında Yoktur rahibesinden doğarak gümüş Renkli Thames'in göğsüne yayılan ışınlardaki cümbüş. Hoş giyimli delikanlılar, çok sayıda güzel kız Arasında tüm bakışlar onun üstünde yalnız. Ak gerdanından bir haç, öyle bir Haç ki Yahudi görse öper, hayran olur kafir. İşlek bir aklın işareti canlı bakışları Gözleri fıldır fıldır, uçarı mı uçarı: Kimseye iltifat yok, herkese gülümsüyor, Çoğunluk reddediyor ama kimse ona küsmüyor. Gözleri sanki güneş, değen gözün sahibi Çarpılıyor, herkese eşit parlıyor yine güneş gibi. Örtüyor kusurlarını o soylu rahatlık, O kibirsiz şirinlik, kızların kusurları olursa artık: Ama düşmüşse onun da payına bütün hanımlardan, Yüzüne bakın, hepsini unutursunuz o an. Bu perinin saçı insanlığın mahvı demek Olan iki zarif bukle halinde ve birbirine denk İki kavis çizerek dökülürdü, elbirliğiyle ışık oyunu İçinde halka halka süsleyerek fildişi boynu. Kölelerini Aşk işte bu labirentte bekletir, Dağ gibi kalpleri bağlar ip incesi bir zincir. Kuşları aldatmaya yarar kıldan tuzaklar, İncecik tüylere kanar kapılır balıklar, Bir kaküle teslim ederiz, erkekler, ülkemizi Ve güzellik tek bir saç teliyle boğar bizi.

Real Quick" [Intro:] Valuable lesson, man I had to grow up That's why I never ask for help I'll do it for you niggaz and do it for myself [Chorus:] I go 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga! [50 Cent:] I'll run my blade 'cross a nigga ass {"real quick"} I'm so for real I'm on some real real nigga shit You playin boy I'll get you hit {"real quick"} You better hope the parademics come {"real quick"} Got me fucked up you think it's different now a nigga rich Before I get to cuttin know you niggaz better cut the shit Boy, you gon' have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me And my lil' niggaz trigger op' like it's legal homie No game when I bang, boy I empty the clip You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit Hey hey hey hey, I'll catch you another day day day day It's the Unit back to the bullshit [Tony Yayo:] Yeah! Nothin in life is out of bounds AK hold about a hundred rounds 60 shots like K.D. at the Rucker's Okay! When I see you on respirators Southside nigga 'til the day I'm gone Indulge in the violence when the drama on Yeah, these rap niggaz lukewarm I'm two sleeves of dope, when the mic on [Chorus] [Kidd Kidd:] Real quick, Rida Gang fuck nigga, huh! Don't Tweet me, see me when you see me Down to make the news just to say that I'm on TV (Kidd Kidd) This clip rated R, niggaz PG Them shells burn like a bootleg CD (huh?) Fuck love, I want the money When you get too much of it they gon' say you actin funny "Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's back?" Like a million bucks, muh'fucker do the math! [Young Buck:] Cold-blooded, boy my heart don't feel shit Get with me, ask 50, I'll take the hit {"real quick"} Balenciagas, you can still get ya ass kicked Take a rapper nigga bitch and make a real flick I know I'm different from what you usually be dealin with Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million with Single borough, six shots on the Brooklyn Bridge I'll let the nigga Drake tell you what I just did (yeah) [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks:] Nigga gettin money new to you (uh) I give a fuck if shit get ugly, there'll be a beautiful funeral You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's true Can't manuever through the street without a strategy, ain't nobody to tutor you And man was lucky Unit's through, you know why he flows 15 years, switchin dealers like casinos And my goon'll clip you on the arm (uhh) I'm out the country every week and dumpin ash out on the Autobahn Auto-pilot's always on Rather better livin, I've been [?] green bills callin me all day long This is homicide, more tears in your mama eyes More reason to wake up, real niggaz arrive [Chorus]

We belong to the 'Stardust Family'. Thanks to those initial stars who sacrificed their precious lives for us! We're STARDUST! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

I am that, I AM!" We always intend to BE something or someone, where we already ARE everything we could ever desire to be. We just need to unlock the part of us we wanna be. And the key to THAT is the FEELING about THAT. TO BE IS NOT AS IMPORTANT AS TO FEEL! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

Just smile and take a deep breath! Feel the sacred vibration of love and be in it! Now spread it by smiling at everyone you come in contact with. Not a fake but a smile filled with joy & love! Just smile.... you'll feel as you've never felt before! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

Today is the first day of the rest of your life! AND I DECLARE THAT 'THE REST OF YOUR LIFE IS GONNA BE THE BEST OF YOUR LIFE'. NO STRINGS ATTACHED. ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

You are not born a winner. You are not born a loser. You are born a chooser. BE CONSCIOUS WHEN YOU MAKE A CHOICE! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

ATTACHMENT IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL!" Myth: 'Money is the root of all evil.' It's just a wrong interpretation of a wise ancient message. TRUTH: 'LUST(GREED) OF MONEY(ANYTHING) IS THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL.' ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬ PS. For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil. ( 1 Timothy 6:10 )

Happiness is a choice not a result of something you do. Of course when you get what you want you feel good, but the truth is that you don't get what you want until you're already feeling good. You only get what you want when you're in alignment with the universe. And the key to align yourself with the universe/source/god is LOVE. When you're in love, you are at peace and NOW you're ready to receive and NOW the universe is ready to shout in your favor! So, get ready to ALIGN yourself with the universe! ~ UNIVERSE LOVES YOU & SO DO I ‪#‎StardustAK‬

Boys Don't Cry tell me why you’re running from me? is it love or money? tell me why you shot right at me? can’t you see I’m happy? like AK47 with words semi-automatic, shoot (shoot) where it hurts right in the bulls-eye man up, man up boys don’t cry na na, na na boys don’t cry na na, na na my best friends turned to demons family left me beaten now was that love or money? you won’t believe where I found freedom on the bottom of the sea and without love or money like AK47 with words semi-automatic, shoot (shoot) where it hurts right in the bulls-eye man up, man up boys don’t cry na na, na na boys don’t cry na na, na na x2

For these occasions, William used a different office than the one behind the window. There were only a few special people allowed into that world. Maybe the lovely currently following him into his more appropriate place of business would be one of the lucky few. Time would tell.

I wanted to be a spy,” Olga said, shrugging. “I applied to the CIA. I was turned down. I did not meet the psychological profile. Oppositional Defiance Disorder. Basically, I have a hard time taking orders from idiots.” “Don’t think of me as an idiot and I won’t give you an idiotic order,” Sophia said. “But if I give you one, you’d better do it. Because it’s probably going to mean surviving or dying.” “You I don’t mind,” Olga said. “Or I wouldn’t have joined your crew. Don’t ask me about Nazar. So I was in Spain with the troupe. When the Plague hit, they shut down travel. And all my guns were in America. In a zombie apocalypse. I was quite upset.” “You should have seen Faith when they told her she had to be disarmed in New York,” Sophia said. “Then they gave her a taser and that was mistake. What kind of guns?” “I like that your family prefers the AK series,” Olga said. “I really do think it’s superior to the M16 series in many ways. Much more reliable. They say it is less accurate but that is at longer ranges. The round is not designed for long range.” “I can hit at a thousand meters with my accurized AK,” Sophia said. “It’s a matter of knowing the ballistics. It’s not real powerful at that range, but try doing the same thing with an M4. I’ll wait.” “Oh, jeeze, you two,” Paula said. “Get a room.” “So continue with how you got on the yacht,” Sophia said. “We don’t want our cook getting all woozy with gun geeking.” “We were called by the agency and asked if anyone wanted to ‘catch a ride’ on a yacht,” Olga said. “When they said who owned the boat… I nearly said no. We all knew Nazar. Or at least of him. Not a nice man, as you might have noticed. We knew what we were getting into. But then we were told he had vaccine… ” she shrugged again. “Accepting Nazar’s offer was perhaps not the worst decision I have made in my life. I survived. Not how I would have preferred to survive, but I was vaccinated and I survived. But I did not even hint that I knew more about his men’s weapons than they did. They were pigs. Tough guys. But none of them were military and none of them really knew what they were doing with them. When they brought out the RPG, I nearly peed myself. Irinei had no idea what he was doing with it. I don’t think he even knew the safety was off.” “You know how to use an RPG?” Sophia said. “My family liked the United States very much,” Olga said, sadly. “We all like guns and anything that goes boom. And in the US, you could find people who had licenses for anything. I’ve fired an RPG, yes.” “Well, if we find an RPG you can have it,” Sophia said. “Oh, thank you, captain!” Olga said, clapping her hands girlishly. “But we’ll be keeping the rounds and the launcher separate,” Sophia said. “Oh, my, yes,” Olga said. “And both will have to be in a well sealed container. This salt air would cause corrosion quickly.” “I guess you miss your guns?” Paula said. “That’s not a request for an inventory and loving description of each, by the way. Got that enough from Faith.” “I do,” Olga said. “But I miss my books more.” “Books,” Paula said. “Now you’re talking my language.” “I have more books than shelves,” Olga said. “And I had many shelves. I collect old manuscripts when I can afford them.” “If we do any land clearance, look in the libraries and big houses,” Sophia said. “I bet around here you can probably pick up some great stuff.” “This is okay?” Olga said. “We can, salvage?” “If there’s time and if we clear the town,” Sophia said. “Sure.” “Oh, thank you, captain!” Olga said, kissing her on the cheek. “Okay, now you definitely need to get a room.

As long love exist in this so do hatred

Jab Uska Janam Hota Hai Or Wo Is Duniyaa Me Aata Hai Ye Soch Kr Ki Bhaher Ki Duniyaa Bhut Khubsurat Hai Or Sidhe Apni Maa Ke Haatho Me Aaa Jata Hai Use Itna Pyaar Milta Hai Ki Uski Ankhe Bher Aati Hai Apne Maa Ko Itna Khush Dekh Kr Use Ehsaas Hota Hai yahi Hai Jisne Mujhe Itne Saalo Se Apne Sheene Se Laga Kr Rakhaa Hai Or Uske Liye Wo Duniyaa Ki sabsee Anmol Cheez Hai Use Nhi Pata Ki Wo Kon Hai Bs Ak Ehsaas Hai Jo Use Us Se Jodta Hai Poori Duniyaa Me Use Khuch Dhikhta Hi Nhi Jese Wo Apni Aankhe Band Kr Ke Apne Ehsaas Ke Sath Judaa Ho Or Us Ehsaas Se Kabhi Alag Nhi Hota Chahta.

Kyu ki hm log kosis hi ker sakte hai or ya to aapne suna hi hoga ki kosis kerne waalo ki haar nhi hotti. To fir aap thoda rukiye yaha kosis ke sath think bhi kaam aayegi jesi apki think wesa hi apka dil hoga. Isliye sabse pehle apni Think ka daaira jo bhut kam hai use badaaiye jitna apne pyaar ko samjho ge.Utna hi apke pyaar ka ehsaas badta jaayega. Zindagi kam pad jaati hai use samjhne ke liyee. Pyaar.... Esa honaa chahiye aager ak ko dard ho to dusre ko ehsaas ho jaaye aager ak ko yaad aaye to dusra tadap uthe. Kabhi hua hai apke sath aager haa to aap pyaar ke samunder me ho ab bas us samunder ko apni mutthi me kerna hai. Mene to pehle hi bola tha jitna samjho ge utna hi kam hai Or kabhi pyaar khuch paane ki umeed se nhi kerna chahiye.

Real Quick [Intro:] Valuable lesson, man I had to grow up That's why I never ask for help I'll do it for you niggaz and do it for myself [Chorus:] I go 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 0 to 100 nigga, real quick Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga! [50 Cent:] I'll run my blade 'cross a nigga ass {"real quick"} I'm so for real I'm on some real real nigga shit You playin boy I'll get you hit {"real quick"} You better hope the parademics come {"real quick"} Got me fucked up you think it's different now a nigga rich Before I get to cuttin know you niggaz better cut the shit Boy, you gon' have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me And my lil' niggaz trigger op' like it's legal homie No game when I bang, boy I empty the clip You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit Hey hey hey hey, I'll catch you another day day day day It's the Unit back to the bullshit [Tony Yayo:] Yeah! Nothin in life is out of bounds AK hold about a hundred rounds 60 shots like K.D. at the Rucker's Okay! When I see you on respirators Southside nigga 'til the day I'm gone Indulge in the violence when the drama on Yeah, these rap niggaz lukewarm I'm two sleeves of dope, when the mic on [Chorus] [Kidd Kidd:] Real quick, Rida Gang fuck nigga, huh! Don't Tweet me, see me when you see me Down to make the news just to say that I'm on TV (Kidd Kidd) This clip rated R, niggaz PG Them shells burn like a bootleg CD (huh?) Fuck love, I want the money When you get too much of it they gon' say you actin funny "Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's back?" Like a million bucks, muh'fucker do the math! [Young Buck:] Cold-blooded, boy my heart don't feel shit Get with me, ask 50, I'll take the hit {"real quick"} Balenciagas, you can still get ya ass kicked Take a rapper nigga bitch and make a real flick I know I'm different from what you usually be dealin with Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million with Single borough, six shots on the Brooklyn Bridge I'll let the nigga Drake tell you what I just did (yeah) [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks:] Nigga gettin money new to you (uh) I give a fuck if shit get ugly, there'll be a beautiful funeral You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's true Can't manuever through the street without a strategy, ain't nobody to tutor you And man was lucky Unit's through, you know why he flows 15 years, switchin dealers like casinos And my goon'll clip you on the arm (uhh) I'm out the country every week and dumpin ash out on the Autobahn Auto-pilot's always on Rather better livin, I've been [?] green bills callin me all day long This is homicide, more tears in your mama eyes More reason to wake up, real niggaz arrive [Chorus]

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years, and our friendship went well beyond us being workplace acquaintances. Judging by the look on his face now, I knew I was in for a conversation that had nothing to do with work. Jagger made himself comfortable in the chair opposite of where I was seated and asked, “So, are you ever going to share?” “Share what?” I retorted, knowing precisely what he was referring to. Jagger had been walking out of Harper Security Ops with me the day Sawyer showed up. I hadn’t ever shared the full story with him—or anyone else, for that matter—about what happened between us. Quite frankly, I wasn’t quite sure what I would have said. Telling someone that a girl I’d crushed on had left town without telling me seemed silly. “You know exactly what I’m talking about,” Jagger replied. “Who was the girl in the parking lot the other day?” “Her name is Sawyer,” I answered. “And is there a reason that both you and Sawyer seemed unable to tear your eyes away from one another?” he pressed. I recalled that moment in the parking lot. The instant my eyes were on her, I couldn’t look away. That might have been because I was terrified I was making her up in my head and that she’d disappear if I even blinked. “The last time we saw each other was twelve years ago,” I shared, hoping that would answer all his questions. His lips twitched before he declared, “So, she’s the girl.” “What girl?” “Don’t play that game with me, Jesse,” he ordered. “She’s the girl that’s had you all twisted up inside for years.” There was no use in denying it, so I nodded. The truth was, there was so much I’d found attractive about Sawyer. It wasn’t just that she was pretty and had an unbelievable body. I loved her courage. I liked the fact that she was willing to give just about anything a try. She didn’t live her life in fear, and she was the kind of girl who went after what she wanted. There was so much determination in her personality, and for me, a girl like Sawyer was a girl that I wanted to be around. And I had believed she had a level of attraction to me as well. I could see it sometimes when she looked at me, and I felt it in every word she wrote in her letters to me while I was a recruit. The words in those letters were some of the best memories I had of her. I hadn’t expected she would write as much as she did, considering we were only friends, and I remembered how good it felt to know that she cared enough to do it. Unfortunately, I didn’t get the chance to turn it into something more, and she was gone before I could make it happen. That was why Jagger knew I’d been twisted up inside for years about a girl, even if he didn’t know it had been her.

…podľa sochára a maliara Alberta Giacomettiho, ak chce človek namaľovať iba hlavu, musí sa zriecť ostatných častí tela. Ak chce namaľovať list, musí obetovať celú krajinu. Spočiatku sa mu môže zdať, že ho to obmedzuje, no potom si uvedomí, že ak má z niečoho pol centimetra, lepšie si zachová určitý pocit zo sveta, akoby sa tváril, že má k dispozícii celé nebesá. Mama si nevybrala ani list, ani hlavu. Vybrala si otca a aby si zachovala určitý pocit, obetovala svet.

Dangerous or not, I was falling for him and that thought was the most terrifying of all. I was in love with my captor.

Man and woman, we have each only one body. Very often we wish to forget where it has been, and what it has done, and who it loved. I do.

I must write to Jane immediately,” added Elizabeth. “She is my dearest friend as well as my dearest sister, and I am so happy that she will marry the man she loves. Papa, you can carry my letter home to her.

I'm scared," I finally revealed. "Of what?" "I don't want to fall in love." "Why not?" "Everything I love always ends.

We have to name our first child after my motorcycle. Harley sounds like a pretty good name.

Aww, our wittle Bobby is too delicate to be out in the sun busking.” “I’m burning your clothes while you’re out,” Bobby deadpanned. “You know you love me,” Luke replied in a sing songy tone as Alex opened the garage door and led them out.

Yes, they’re monsters,” she whispered back. “But if there’s one thing you should know about me, little sister, it’s that I’m very good at monster hunting. Especially for those I love.

Do I need a reason to want to hear my girl sing?” Ok, Julie decided she might as well get used to the blush on her cheeks being a permanent companion for the day. “Your girl?” She repeated, intending to sound mocking but managing only to sound a little awed. Somehow his eyes managed to soften even more than usual when he looked at her. Luckily he kept his tone joking even if his words were clearly sincere. She wasn’t sure if she could have handled it if he approached the subject seriously. “What? Am I wrong?” He asked, bouncing on his heels a little. They had already exchanged “I love you’s” so why was his labeling of her as his girl managing to shake her so much? If she was truly honest with herself, she knew. Ever since she had tumbled into the past she had been adrift, feeling caught between two worlds and like she didn’t fully belong in either of them. Even before that she had lost her sense of self. She knew there was more to her, but being Rose Molina’s daughter had always been the anchoring fact in Julie’s life, the thing that made her feel safe, and grounded and special . Until she wasn’t anymore. Of course she was still her mother’s daughter but it had gone from being a source of belonging to a source of pain. So to hear Luke label her “his girl” didn’t stir up any of the independent thoughts bristling at the phrase that she might have expected. It just made her feel safe, and grounded and special Like even if it was just for this one, precarious moment she found herself in, she knew who she was and where she belonged. Julie Molina. Rose Molina’s daughter. Luke’s girl. “You’re not wrong,” She blurted, quickly turning to the keyboard in order to avoid looking at him.

Beware, beware, little girl And do not lose your way For all love to visit Wonderland But cursed are those who stay

It may have not been in the way that humans were meant to, but he loved her.

The moon knew we needed each other, better than I ever understood, and now I know I was meant to be yours just as you were meant to be mine.

Don't expect that someone will understand you at some point because there is no one to understand you in this world except you

Why do you keep Dead Roses? He asked. "I cherish Dead Roses as they live between the pages of my books. I believe, A fresh Rose is loved for its beauty but the dead one is beyond beauty. A fresh Rose is smelled for its scent but a dead one-- for the memories. A fresh Rose gives the feel of softness but a dead one gives the feel of past. A fresh Rose lives for days but a dead one-- FOREVER." She replied.

Jesus admonishes us to love God with all our heart, soul, and mind, and to love our neighbour as ourselves.

concept nagged at the corner of her mind. She knew love and compassion made her able to bring Mark back from the dead, but this felt different. It seemed faith and belief played a big role—faith in God and belief in His power.

It had been a little less than 24 hours since Julie had finally told someone, specifically a pink loving drummer, about what was really up with her. It had been almost 48 hours since they played the Orpheum, she and Luke kissed for the first time, and she sat collapsed in an alley questioning all her life decisions. So. Not a very eventful weekend then.

I know. I know, ok? And I love you so much for that. But I just want you to hear it from the other side and since your family isn’t here I’ll say it. You’re not just your dad’s daughter or our friend or Luke’s person. You’re Julie. And you matter too much to throw yourself off of every cliff you come to thinking it might save someone else some pain.

Once he saw her he let out a huff of air she could hear clearly in the silence. She opened her mouth to say something, what she didn’t know, only to let it fall closed again, her brain apparently not yet prepared to follow its lead. He stood but he didn’t come any closer. “You’re ok.” Of course the first thing he said would be something reflecting concern for her safety. The rush of love mixed with guilt that hit her instantly was as potent as it was agonizing.

I love you, Luke.” He turned his head just enough to press a barely there kiss to the crown of her head. “I love you too.” It was the third time he had told her but the first time he had actually said it. He wished it had been under different circumstances. He wished the words could be sweet, and light and giddy with the rush of first love. He wished he could have crafted the moment for them the way he crafted a melody for one of his songs, picking all the best parts and weaving them together until it found its way into the heart of whoever hears it. He wished a lot of things. But he didn’t regret saying it. He didn’t regret feeling it. Eventually he felt her drift off in his arms and tugged her even closer against him before finally allowing himself to follow her.

Damien turned up a lip, but did not answer her right away. Instead, he just looked at her as if she should have known. “I’m demon spawn,” he eventually said as if thinking on it very hard. “Evil incarnate, the Abyss brought up…here. All of that.” “Sure, but, like,”—she sniffled and rolled her hands over one another as if trying to work through the idea aloud—“even evil creatures must feel love. I mean, you must at least love being evil, otherwise why do it?” “Why do—Amma, this is my purpose. There is no desire pushing me toward some malleable end based on a whim as fleeting as love. There is only duty and prophecy and revenge.” She scrunched up her face. “Gods, that sounds—” Amma cut herself off, gaze shifting past him to look on the stone wall beyond. Awful, she was going to say,

They cared about her the way they would have cared about anyone in need. They didn’t...they didn’t love her. And it was hard for that not to hurt.

They had cleared out all of the stuff that had been up there and in its place were things they had clearly gathered for her. A twin mattress took up most of the space with a pink blanket and pillow piled carefully on top. There was a pile of neatly folded clothes, a purple hairbrush and a little cup with a toothbrush in it off to one side. On the other side of the mattress a small lamp with a pink shade sat waiting for her. There was even a teddy bear sitting on top of the pillow. All of the objects had clearly been gathered a little haphazardly and leaned towards the stereotypes of what a girl would like. She loved every bit of it.

Of course it was a good idea. I came up with it. And besides your...I mean parents love me.” That earned her the briefest of smiles. Point for the time traveling teenager.

Yeah. Why not? Your mom loves me anyway,” She joked. He didn’t seem to be joking when he replied though. “Yeah, she’s not the only one.

I don’t want you to think I’m crazy,” He said, worry evident in his tone. “I know it’s only been like a month since we met and I know I didn’t exactly warm up to you right away...but I also don’t want you to think I don’t feel that way...cause...cause I do.” Julie knew he was saying something important, she knew that a few short minutes ago exactly what he chose to say and how she reacted to it had seemed impossibly critical to her happiness. But now with her eyes firmly shut and her mind already halfway back in a dream where she and Luke stood on her porch with hands that never passed through each other...the truth slipped out of her as easily as she slipped into sleep. “I love you too, Luke.

I always made people laugh until they cry. But I always cried when I miss you till I die.

Trigga had recruited one of his most trusted homies to come to Atlanta with him for the dangerous mission. UGod, was perched in the backseat with the tinted window partial down and the AK-47 barely visible, sticking out the window.

Neither of them saw the all-black Chrysler Charger three cars behind which contained both homicide cops, West, and his partner, Burns. AK

HIDE & SEEK If you wish to know what makes him sad, Pay close attention to his eyes—you’ll know what they hide. If you wish to know what makes him happy, Pay close attention to his eyes—you’ll know what they seek. —AK

Redzi, man ir tāda sajūta, it kā es atrastos kaut kā neatrisināma priekšā. Tas ir kā mezgls… Milzīgs… Es gri… Klusu! Ļauj man runāt. Man tas viss tagad jāatšķetina. Tas ir ļoti svarīgi. Es nezinu, vai tu spēj mani saprast, bet tev mani jāuzklausa. Man jāparauj striķītis, bet kurš? Es nezinu. Es nezinu nedz ar ko, nedz kurā vietā, lai sāk. Ak Dievs, tas ir tik sarežģīti… Ja es paraušu nepareizo vai ja paraušu pārāk spēcīgi, mezgls var savilkties vēl ciešāk. Savilkties tik stipri vai tik nelāgi, ka neko vairs nevarēs līdzēt, un es šķiršos no tevis nomākts. Jo redzi, Kloē, mana dzīve, visa mana dzīve ir kā šī savilktā dūre.

His actions were a total contradiction of what thinks , in that way its a way hard to believe him...

Through the intense rage found behind every literary rejection and the myriad of artistic trials and tribulations; my one constant has always been the love of my life. My wife. My muse.

Love is a tricky thought. Red blood like red wine abound. Love is a wet dream. Filthy wet. Drowning bones.

Grab her ass because it's what every guy in the room wants to do. Grab her ass because nothing makes a woman feel better than the envy of other women.

I wonder how many women know how to be a man's peace. I know of only one.

This is the best Christmas ever. She still loves me.

You would think that I'm a lucky man because of how far I've managed to get in my writing career. You would be wrong. I am standing in the shadow of my luck.

My wife made me the man I am today. For those that know me...tell me I’m lying.

Balancing the rigors life itself, being true to my wife, and the biggest example of a man to our sons is not a challenge for me. It is my sanity.

Teri in aankhon mein Teri in aankhon mein kuch alag baat hai, Ek an-kahi daastan, kuch anjaane jazbaat hai, Aaj dil mein tera pyaar, haaton mein tera haat hai, Tham jaaye ab ye waqt, bas itni si darkaar hai, In aakhon mein teri chehra, baaton mein teri hi baat hai, Kat jati hai yaadon k sahare, ab ye lambi kali raat hai, Ek aag si lagti hai, bekaraar ho jate jazbaat hai, Kar deta hai agar koi, tanhaaiyon mein teri baat hai, In saanso mein teri hi mehak, aakhon mein tera hi aks hai, Tuje soch soch kat jate, mere ab din aur raat hai, Teri in aankhon mein kuch alag baat hai, Ek an-kahi daastan, kuch anjaane jazbaat hai,

My wife is the mother of three and stunning. Lately, she's been wanting cosmetic surgery. I told her "SHE'S PERFECT," but her response was...

A writers life is, in a nutshell, arduous. The journey, however, wholly fulfilling. Take time to celebrate life. To embrace love. To relish those small victories for they are indeed rare for a storyteller. To wholeheartedly pursue your happiness unapologetically. In the end, both you and your literature, in an unbroken rhythm, will be seamlessly integrated.

I'm parodying a powerful quote from Rob Hill Sr. A quote that, in the crazy ass world of right now, sho'nuff screams to me; because my goal, too, was to build a life I don't need a vacation from. Through tears, I'm scratching this one off my bucket list.

I love this woman more than any amount of person I've ever been. So strong is this love I have for her that it dwarfs, tenfold, the absolute fact that the 2nd amendment IS our gun permit.

Oh, my God. A glass of wine, a smile, and that knowing look. Like the clarity, one gets after the initial drag of that ooowee. I KNOW she knows she got a nigga.

I have something to say to the men who know, have known, or will ever know this woman. Lord KNOWS I got this.