Love, fashion, music, babe

The sweetest sadness in your eyes,
clever trick.

Well, I never want to see you unhappy,
I thought you'd want the same for me.

Goodbye, my almost lover,
goodbye, my hopeless dream.
I'm trying not to think about you,
can't you just let me be?

So long, my luckless romance,
my back is turned on you.
Should've known you'd bring me heartache,
almost lovers always do.

I could wait till the day I die,
For something real that I can’t deny.
Gonna get myself a fighting chance,
And find somebody who understand.

Since you`ve been gone,
things just aint the same.
I feel you dont, understand my pain.
I wont let another day pass, till we both can say that..
..We will work to get back, to where we were.
my first thought was, I should just give up.
But i can't i can't cuz i love you too much.

And im tired, can you hear me?
Im thinking what we have,
we shouldnt throw away.
Time is precious no ones gurrenteed another day.
I forgive you and ill do my best to make things change.

Two socks stare at me,
Definitely they-re not mine.
I try to figure out,
What's written between the lines.
"You've got my number"

my keys are gone,
like my memory.
I can't say no to something sweet,
But its not what I need.

The radio starts singing,
last night's story.
All the clothes I wore,
Are staring at me.
My high heels,
and tightest shirt agree..
That wasn't me.

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time i'm mistaken
For handing you a heart worth breaking
And I've been wrong, I've been down

Forget me not I ask of you,
wherever your life takes you to.
And if we never meet again,
think of me every now and then.

Well I believe in faith,
it had to happen this way.
But it always leaves me wondering whether,
in another life we'd be together.
We should be lucky we can say,
we've always got yesterday.

and as I leave it all behind,
you're still emblazoned in my mind.

18 years have come and gone,
For momma they flew by.
But for me they drug on and on,
We were loading up that Chevy,
Both tryin' not to cry.
Momma kept on talking,
putting off good-bye.
Then she took my hand and said;

Baby just one more thing before you leave, dont forget to remember me.

 Ya' know what though, I don't mind. I mean if my muscles ache, it's because I've used 'em. It's hard for me to walk up them steps now, its 'cuz I walked up 'em every night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and there, but I've layed under thousands of skies with sunny days. I look and feel this way, well cuz I drank and I smoked. I lived and I loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way thorough a pretty damn good life if you ask me. Getting old ain't bad Ben. Getting old, that's earned.

What makes a legend? Is it what someone did while they were alive? Or how they're remembered after they're gone?

But wait, now how long could this take?
It’s hard to find a man,
When you’re gone before he wakes.

Got my back against the wall, wondering where I'll be tomorrow.

"When we get together, that's just my girl.
And I love her, and that's it.
I don't think about what everybody's thinking about.
She makes me happy. She's like salvation''.
-Justin Timberlake-

Na lang zoeken en overleggen met mijn huisgenootjes heb ik hem gevonden. De man die door de stad fiets met lang haar en het mozart deuntje. We wisten allemaal welk nummer we bedoelden maar kwamen er maar niet op, na veel gehmmnhmnt en genanammmlaat kwam Relin met de doorslag.

How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on... when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are somethings that time cannot mend... some hurts that go too deep... that have taken hold. Someone once told me his part in this tale would end... that each of us must come and go in the telling. His story was now over. There would be no more journeys for him... save one. My dear. You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be and to do. Your part in the story will go on.

I won't say, do not weep.. cause not all tears are evil.

Het is nog nooit zo makkelijk geweest mode en cosmetica met elkaar te combineren. De Blixz nagels is een ideale accesoire voor iedereen die nieuwe trends wil. Of dat de look nou trashy, sexy, extravagant of op zijn minst klassiek is, Blixz is een makkelijke en snel verwisselbare manier om orginele nagels te krijgen. Het is gewoon een stikker dat je met een speciale vijl op de nagel plakt. Geen droog- of wacht periode en geen chemische dingen.

Ik heb het bij mezelf geprobeerd, het zag er heel leuk uit maar zat maar goed voor een avondje. Dit was het resultaat:

Te koop bij Douglas voor 8,95 per 16 nagels en 8,95 voor het speciale vijltje en bokkepoot.

Quotes voor het nieuwe jaar

Many people look forward to the new year for a new start on old habits.


Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right. 
-Oprah Winfrey-

For last year's words belong to last year's language
And next year's words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
-T.S. Eliot-


Yesterday, everybody smoked his last cigar, took his last drink and swore his last oath.  Today, we are a pious and exemplary community.  Thirty days from now, we shall have cast our reformation to the winds and gone to cutting our ancient shortcomings considerably shorter than ever. 
-Mark Twain-


People are so worried about what they eat between Christmas and the New Year, but they really should be worried about what they eat between the New Year and Christmas. 

I'm not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I'll be seeing you.

"Ik wist dat ik me in de nesten had gewerkt, want het zou me nooit lukken weer omhoog te klimmen. Maar zou ik loslaten, dan zou ik op datzelfde moment stuurloos over het dak naar beneden glijden. Mijn handpalmen moesten drijfnat geweest zijn van het zweet, want zodra ik ze op het dak legde begon ik steeds meer snelheid te krijgen in plaats van langzamer te gaan. En toen opeens was er geen dak meer."

At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read Loss, you can only feel it.

Vertaling:
Bij de tempel, staat er een gedicht dat "Verlies" heet, in een steen gegraveerd. Het heeft drie woorden, maar de dichter heeft ze doorgekrast. Je kunt 'Verlies' niet meer lezen, je kunt het alleen nog maar voelen.

"Why is it that we don't alway regonize the moment when love begins,
but we always know when it ends."

The mistake I made is clear,
we never should'nt been together.
That's the reason your not here,
I know I can do much better.

I was praying that you and me might end up together,
it's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert.

The last excuse I'll claim,
I was a boy who loved a women like a little girl.
And still I can't let you be, most nights I hardly sleep.
Don't take what you don't need from me.

“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.”

   “For beautiful eyes, seek out the good in others; for Beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness. For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry. For poise, walk with the knowledge that you will never walk alone. People, even more thant things have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed an redeemed. Never throw out anyone! ”

“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.”


“Let me tell you something, Mister. If I had her money, I'd be richer than she is.''

Whenever im down i think of u to lift me up.
And if u ever need a friend.
If you ever need someone to talk to.

I'm right here...
I'll never leave. I love you.

We never miss the one's we love, while we argue and fight.
We don't appreciate them while, they're in our life.
We let our pride get in the way and blame each other even though we both are wrong.

Why don't we ever miss their love, until they're gone?

As my life flashes before my eyes,
I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise.
So many won't get the chance to say goodbye,
but it's too late to pick up the value of my life.

And you can see my heart beating, you can see it trough my chest
That I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving. I know that I must pass this test

Have you ever thrown a fistful of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face, and said I just don't care.
Have you ever wished for an endless night? Have you ever held your breathe and asked yourself will it ever get better than tonight?

“Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But , I love you, in a really, really big 'pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window', unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.”

“Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things an people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of the fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has the smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true..”

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.

 I've heard that it's possible to grow up - I've just never met anyone who's actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don't go our way, we whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark, we look for comfort where we can find it, and we hope - against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope...

A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.

At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross.

You are eight feet tall. Your boobs are perfect. Your hair is down to there. If I was you I would just walk around naked all the time. I wouldn't have a job, I wouldn't have any skills, I wouldn't even know how to read. I would just be... naked.

I wish there were a rulebook for intimacy. Some kind of guide to tell you when you've crossed the line. It would be nice if you could see it coming, and I don't know how you fit it on a map. You take it where you can get it, and keep it as long as you can. And as for rules, maybe there are none. Maybe the rules of intimacy are something you have to define for yourself. 

Pain, you just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breath deep and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be managed but sometimes the pain gets you where you least expect it. Hits way below the belt and doesn't let up. Pain, you just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun it and life always makes more.

Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.

At the end of the day, there are some things you just can't help but talk about. Some things we just don't want to hear, and some things we say because we can't be silent any longer. Some things are more than what you say, they're what you do. Some things you say cause there's no other choice. Some things you keep to yourself. And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.

For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything.

 The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good. And twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad. And no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something. And there is only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomachache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.

I wish I hadn't seen, all of the reallness,
and all the real people are really not real at all.
The more I learn, the more I cry.
As I say goodbye to the way of life,
I thought I had designed for me.

Then I see you standing there,
Wanting more from me,
and all I can do is try.

Someone once told me that you have to choose,
what you win or lose.
You can’t have everything.

So what if it hurts me?
So what it I break down?

I gotta find my place,
I wanna hear my sound.
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me,
I just trying to be happy. 

All I know there's nothing here to run from.