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"Pain throws you heart to the ground Love turns the whole
thing around
No, it won't go all the way, it
Should But I know the heart of life is good" The Heart Of Life, John Mayer ♫

Yep, the pain will drag your heart across the floor and love will turn your whole world, and nothing works like you want but it should. But deep down I will order all your destination. It'll be alright. Not your way. Not like you think everything should be. But all is well. And there are many details that can make you happy every day you can find something small and wonderful that makes you grateful to be alive, regardless of the pain of a broken heart, a lost friend or family that mays do not understand.

Take him out to that friend when she cries, no words to express the single "be there" for him. Because it creates bonds of friendship so strong and so important that they can give more meaning to your life. Watch a sunrise, a sunset, the light that nature gives you every day. Rejoice in the tears are a gift and express what words can not. Screams her lungs out from a roof, it is so liberating and you feel really at peace with you. Feel the raindrops on your eyelids, as if all the regrets to leave with water. Eat ice cream in the morning, because sugar tastes better than ever at the time.

Forget the time that her skin tasted like sunshine, which tand warm and left you. Turn off the tears and feel. Smile because you have more than a pair of arms which come back every night. You have friends who have become family and not let you. Drop down, because you trust that they will not let you touch the ground.

Sorry, but do not forget, because everything makes you grow and makes you believe in something else. Have a conversation with his eyes. Immerse yourself in a sense, a moment of lust, a crush passenger. For the happiness they bring is invaluable. It's life.

not doubt yourself. No one will love you if you do not love. Wait

thunder. Seize the hand at an unexpected time. Put your hand on your lower back. Look into his eyes. Because there is only a moment, is una sense of comfort that lasts a lifetime.

Remember your childhood. Smile if you want to mourn, because sometimes not worth it and it hurts more than it should. Cry if you want to smile, those tears are priceless and are better watered than hidden. Lie on the grass and instead of thinking about the task or work, think of the feeling of wind in your face, laughing around you, green nature tickles your arms.

`Think about that song that makes you smile to hear them more often. Dance like nobody's watching. Sing like you're "serenateándote."

Say "I love you" with the heart. Say "I love you" every day, so you give smiles to those who want andyour heart will smile with them ...

Smile. Smile. Smile. There is no medicine better than red cheeks feel the laughter and teeth in the air. Trust me, a broken heart, even irreparable sitting, does not last forever ... xxxxxxxxxxxx

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Pic: The Glass of Melody by m0thyyku

Nympho Libre Screenshots i feel. i smell. i hear. i taste

"The pain makes you blind. Intense physical pain just close your senses. Feel nothing but pain. And when your soul hurts, causes a physical impression. Suddenly, your chest is incredibly tight and breathing becomes a deadly effort. Nothing can distract from pain "(thanks to petiiit for the inspiration)

can not breathe. The pieces of your broken heart are stuck and it's as if someone was asfixiándote with a pillow in the middle of the night. And you blind. You can not see. And you know what pain is, because only the blind in this way, where everything is black. Because if your eyes solo were closed by the impact, you would see light through the eyelids. And your other senses are intensified. And you can not forget.

And I'm feeling even when you're here. I feel your fingers on my forearm, leaving a mark. I feel your dry lips touching my ear lobe. I feel your hand fits perfectly in the bottom of my back where it belongs. I feel your nose through my neck, drawing lines where I burn fuel. And I will burn happily.

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And even when you're still here. Deodorant everyday. The colony to special daycial. A cigarette. A strong drink alcohol. Your hot breath on the back of my neck, trying to get my attention. And I'm still breathing. It hurts. But without your breath fill my lungs are not fully anymore.

And I hear you even when you're here. Your sighs of frustration. And your footsteps silent in the halls. When you change your place. When you fix the wrinkles in your pants. The sound made by your kisses on my cheeks. And no one can hear what I hear. And I can not hear anything else. I keep smacking

And if you're not here. The cappuchino taste on your tongue. Q Vodkaue never know me well. The time I tasted your lips to see if they knew so well as they did (and knew better.)

Every sound and every detail etched in my mind. Thanks for the love, I knew that could love me this way. Thanks for the pain, so I'll always remember the sweetest way. In the most bitter. Xoxo

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Pic: Adorote by complex