No Matter How Hard It Gets Never Give Up

No Matter How Hard It Gets Never Give Up

Its better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie

Its better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie

Quotes Die with memories not dreams 2017

Die with memories not dreams

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Memories in your head ..Not in your fucking camera ..everybody nowdays takes
pics trying to make them look nice and putting them on instagram and writting shity
 poets like they discovered the half of the planet ..this is not happiness ..
.it's called hypocrisy !!!! Conclusion ...live the moment ..fill it and stop showing of
...that doesn't mean stop taking pics for fucks sake ...just keep it simple ...my opinion.
Most Americans die wishing they hadn't worked so hard, chasing money, buying overpriced crap
 they got tired of after awhile, instead of traveling abroad for
wonderful life changing experiences that would comfort them on their death bed
may nabasa ako sa isang posts mo dati about memories. Hahahaha well your memories will never fade away.
 How you make me feel beautiful without even trying. Hehehehe i love you so much!
To make the right choices in life, you have to get in touch with your soul. To do this, you need to experience solitude,
 which most people are afraid of, because in the silence you hear the truth and know the solutions.

The eyes of the beloved for Nizar Qabbani is his love and madness, it was her eyes that burst his poetic poetry, Nizar derived from the eyes of the beloved rivers of speech, flaming the feelings of all lovers, and ignites the nostalgia in the hearts of those who missed the eyes of his lover. Her eyes were for him the cup, the wine, the home, and the refuge he used to break the volcanoes of his love and love for her. His love for his eyes was the source of his inspiration for the thousands of poems he wrote for her. Her eyes were for him the lifeboat he was throwing at him. Nizar sings with his wonderful artistic ability, even with her black tears falling on her cheeks. Her eyes were the safe beach that ends after his worries and the troubles of life overwhelmed him. Her eyes for Nazar bore many contradictions of love, fear, panic, longing, and nostalgia. Her eyes were his eternal love and endless love. Her eyes were the dreams of a young boy flying in the sky of eternal love...

Your eyes are like the rivers of sorrow, rivers of music .. I have a hollow, behind the rivers rivers of music have lost my lady .. Then lost black tears above them Falling the tones of the statement of your eyes and Tbghi and Khali and the tenth bowl blind and I in the seat burned my fire eat my fire I say I love you, Oh if I could not I have in this world only your eyes and I was saddened by my ship in the harbor weeping torn over the bays and the fate of yellow hit me broke in my chest my faith I travel Donk for my night? O shadow of God Ajafani O summer green Yaashmsi O beautiful .. The most beautiful places Are I leave you and our story is better than the return of Nissan? The most beautiful of the flower Gardenia in the dark Spanish hair, my only love .. Do not cry Vdmouk Digging my conscience I do not have in this world only your eyes .. Oh, I'm sad I say I love you, Qomri? Ah if I could be a missing person I do not know in the ground my place Daini derby .. Daini my name .. Daini historic address! What is the history of forgetting forgetfulness I anchor not Treso wounded features Adam What give you? Do you answer me? atheistic? Gathiani What give you only as much as dancing in the palm of the devil I love you .. Take away from me .. About the fire and smoke I do not have in the world but your eyes ... and sad

Your love taught me to grieve and I need since ages for a woman that makes me sad for a woman I cry in her arms like a bird .. A woman who collects my fragments as fragments of the broken crystal taught me your love .. Madamah The worst habits taught me I open Ffgani in the night Thousands of times and I try the medicine of the Attarin and knock the door of the cows taught me ... From my house to the pavement of roads and chasing your face in the rain, and in the lights of cars and chase your beauty even ... In the papers of advertising taught me your love how I look on my face hours of searching for Roma poetry envied by all the Roma looking for a face .. It is all aspects and sounds Enter me your love, Madam cities of sorrow and I before you did not enter I never knew that the tears are the human that the human without sorrow is the memory of a man .. teach me your love to act like boys to draw your face on the walls and on the fishermen sails on the bells on the crosses taught me your love How love changes the map of times taught me that when I love the earth stops spinning Teach me your love things never been taken into account I read the verses of the children entered the palaces of the kings of elves and dreamed that the daughter of the Sultan marry me that eyes are pureer than the waters of the bays those lips of the flowers of pomegranate and dreamed that I kidnapped them like cavalry and dreamed that I give them pearl and coral collars. Teach me your love, my lady, what the delirium taught me how life passes and does not come the daughter of the Sultan taught me your love How can I love you in all the things in the bare trees in the dry yellow leaves in the rainy air ... In the atmosphere in the smallest cafe we ​​drink in the evening, our black coffee .. teach me your love Aoi .. For hotels that do not have names and churches do not have names and cafes do not have names taught me your love .. How the night inflates the sorrows of strangers .. Teach me how to see Beirut woman .. Tyrant seduction .. Woman .. Dress every evening the most beautiful of what you have of fashion And spray perfume .. On her nests for sailors and princes .. taught me your love to cry without crying Tell me how to sleep I am in need since the ages of a woman makes me sad for a woman cry in her arms .. Like a bird .. A woman gathering my parts .. Fragments broken crystal .. Love without Limits Madam: I was the most important woman in my history before the departure of the year. You are now .. the most important woman after the birth of this year .. You are a woman I do not count hours and days. You are a woman .. Made from the fruit of hair .. It is the dreams of dreams .. You are a woman .. She was living my body millions of years ago .. Madam: Almagzola of cotton and gums. O rain of sapphire .. O rivers of Nhund .. O forests marble .. O who swim like fish with the water of the heart .. And live in the eyes as a bath. Nothing will change in my passion .. In my sense .. In my soul .. In my faith .. I will remain on the religion of Islam .. Madam: Do not bother in the rhythm of time and names of years. You're a woman who keeps a woman .. all the time. I will love you .. When you enter the twenty-first century .. And when the entry of the twenty-fifth century .. And when the entry of the twenty-ninth century .. I will love you .. When dry sea water .. And burning forests .. Madam: You are the summary of all hair .. And every rose Freedoms. It is enough to satisfy your name .. until he became the king of poetry .. Pharaoh words .. Enough to love me a woman like you .. Even entered in the books of history .. And raise the banners for me .. Madam, do not disturb me like a bird during the holidays. Nothing will change from me. River of Love will not stop flowing. The pulse of the heart will not stop beating. The hairline will not stop flying. When love is great .. and beloved moon .. This love will not turn to a straw pack consumed by fire ... Madam: There is nothing fills my eyes No lights .. No decorations .. No bells of Eid .. And Christmas tree. The street does not mean anything to me. The tavern means nothing to me. I do not care what words are written over the holiday cards. Madam: I only remember your voice when you knock the bells of the individual. I do not remember, but when I sleep on perfume herbs paper. I can not remember but your face .. When it crushes on my snowy clothes .. And I hear the crackling of the woods .. What makes me happy, Madam, I am like a bird that is afraid between orchards of cilia ... What amazes me, Madam, that you give me a pen of pencils .. I hug him .. I sleep as happy as boys ... Madam: What pleased me in my exile dripping water of poetry .. And drink from the wine of the monks Iguany .. When I am a friend of freedom .. And man ... Madam: How I wish I loved you in the era of enlightenment .. In the age of photography .. In the Age of Pioneers, I wish I had met you one day in Florence. Or Cordoba. Or in Kufa or Aleppo. Or in a house of the corridors of the sun ... Madam: How I wish if we traveled to a country ruled by the guitar where love without walls and words without walls and dreams without walls Madam: Do not worry about the future, Madam will remain nostalgic stronger than it was .. .. You are a woman does not repeat .. In the history of roses .. In the history of poetry .. And in the memory of lily and basil ... O Lady of the world is only interested in love in the coming days You are my first wife. My first mother, my first mercy, my first passion is the first of my dreams, the first of my dreams, the first of my dreams. My lady: First lady of hair, give your right hand to hide in it. Give me your left hand to settle in. Say any words until the holidays start.

I choose you choose between death on my chest .. Or on the books of my poems .. Choose love .. Or love, do not choose .. There is no middle area between heaven and fire .. Throw your papers full .. And I will be satisfied with any decision .. Say. Emotional. Explosion does not stop like a screw .. Can never be left under the rain under the rain Choose a degree between two and the most violent my fate .. Tired of you .. And scared and very long .. Gosi's career in the sea .. Or avoid a sea of ​​non-vertigo .. Love face Great sailing against the current solid .. And torment .. And tears and the departure between the satellites .. Killing me your cheese, a woman praying behind the curtain .. I do not believe in love .. Does not bear the rancor of the rebels .. Do not break all the walls does not hit like a hurricane .. Ah .. If you love me swallows me .. Like the hurricane .. I am your choice .. Choose between death on my chest or on my books There is no middle area between heaven and fire .. I certify that no woman but you testify that no woman mastered the game except you and I have kept my foolishness ten years as I have maintained and insisted on my madness as I patiently and recorded my nails and arranged my books and introduced me kindergarten but you .. I certify that not A woman like me as an oil painting in thought and behavior except you and the mind and the madness except you and the quick boredom and quick attachment except you .. I certify that no woman has taken from my interest half of what I took and colonized me as I did and liberated me as I did I testify that no woman treated me as a two month old Only you .. and gave me the milk of the bird and the flowers The games except you .. I bear witness that no woman was with me as dignified as the sea upscale hair and deluded me as I did and spoiled me as I testified that no woman has made my childhood extends to the fifty .. But you witness that no woman can say that they are women .. but you and In her secret center of the universe I bear witness that no woman followed trees when you walk only you .. And drink the bathroom of the water of her snowy body except you .. And eat the sheep of the grass of her summer armpit, but you testify that not a woman shortened two words Story of femininity and instigated my manhood only you I bear witness that no woman stopped time when her right hand but you .. And the revolutions of I bear witness that no woman has changed the canons of the world except you and changed the map of Halal and Haram only you .. I certify that no woman gripping me in moments of love like an earthquake burn me .. Sgtni burn me .. Tftnni break me half halves I testify that not A woman occupying myself the longest occupation and the happiest occupation cultured me Damascus response and Naanaa and orange woman I leave under her hair my questions and did not answer a single day to ask, a woman are all languages ​​but touch the mind and do not say Oh marine eyes and suns hands and wonderful attendance white as silver and smooth as crystal I certify that no woman On the perimeter of the waist I meet the ages and a thousand planet revolves I certify that no woman .. Other than you, my love on her arms raised the first male and the last male, the transparent transparent fair beautiful beautiful beautiful appetite Permanent childhood I certify that no woman freed from the rule of the people of the cave only you and broke their idols And lost their illusions and dropped the power of the people of the cave, but you testify that no woman received her head daggers Tribe and considered her love her summary of virtue I certify that no woman came just as I waited and the length of her hair is longer than you want or dreamed and came the form of her promise, consistent with everything I planned or painted I testify that not A woman emerges from the clouds of smoke .. If she smoked, she flies like a sailor Mama the white in my mind .. If I thought a woman .. I wrote books about her, but despite all my hair has remained .. More beautiful than all I wrote I testify that no woman practiced love with me in the most civilized and took me out of the dust of the Third World only you witness that no woman Before you resolved my contract and cultured my body and dialogue as the guitar talking I testify that no woman except you .. Except you .. Only you .. Your eyes and weapons used with you .. All the conventional weapons and all the advanced weapons from the arc of the cross ... to the Yemeni dagger. To the African spear to the intercontinental missile. I used my nails to break the wall of your pride ... and after losing my horses .. and my soldiers .. and Osmati .. I stayed on the defenders cry because I discovered that all my maps have been stolen and all my secret cables have revealed and encourage men left me and sought refuge in your eyes black ...

Ruling on Success There is a lot of good governance that talks about success 2017

Ruling on Success There is a lot of good governance that talks about success, and we have

I still was thinking about a thousand times you loved me or is it that world Rmtna you instead of one

I still was thinking about a thousand times you loved me or is it 

that world Rmtna you instead of one

I still was thinking about a thousand times you loved me or is it that world Rmtna you instead of one