Submitted by peacelovelaugh101, 8/17/2010 2:18:32 PM
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Laugh at stupid jokes. CRY. Get revenge. Apologize. Tell someone how much they really mean to you. Let someone know what they're missing. Laugh till your stomach hurts...live life, because tomorrow's not guaranteed to anyone.
- newyorkkcity girl.
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Submitted by Joe_Marcial, 8/10/2010 10:56:52 AM
Submitted by princie3, 7/2/2010 9:11:56 AM
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' Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. '
' The secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings. '
' What appears to be the end may really be a new beginning. '
' All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning. '
' Making the beginning is one third of the work. '
- 'unknown
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Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/9/2010 9:16:56 AM
Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/9/2010 9:13:51 AM
Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/9/2010 9:13:16 AM
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"It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone."
- Rose Kennedy, spoken by Reid (Criminal Minds)
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Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/9/2010 9:09:12 AM
Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/9/2010 9:06:05 AM
Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/8/2010 9:01:42 AM
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, ''- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! ''- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
- Unknown
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Submitted by Lost_Angel, 6/8/2010 9:00:34 AM
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