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kobieta do swojej torebki wrzuca w pośpiechu telefon kalendarz i szminkę na wypadek gdyby nagle zobaczyła jego na drugiej stronie ulicy. doskonale ubrana w ignoranc
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kobieta, do swojej torebki wrzuca w pośpiechu telefon, kalendarz i szminkę na wypadek, gdyby nagle zobaczyła jego na drugiej stronie ulicy. doskonale ubrana w ignorancję nie zdradza, że to tylko powierzchowne. co jej odpowiesz, gdy pewnego dnia spyta Cię o przeznaczenie? kobieta odmieniana przez wszystkie przypadki, tak jak każdy inny rzeczownik, sama nigdy nie jest przypadkiem.
za nic nie toruj jej drogi ucieczki, ale zawsze biegnij za nią i krzycz, aby została. w jej głowie każdy szczegół ma znaczenie, więc nie zapominaj o spojrzeniu, chroń przed rumowiskiem uczuć.
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you know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. you would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. 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 and people they can trust. but the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.
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after all this time i never thought we’d be here. when my love for you was blind but i couldn’t make you see it that i loved you more than you’ll ever know. a part of me died when i let you go.
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if you saw a man drowning and you could either save him, or photograph the event.. what f-stop would you use?
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time flies when you r having fun.
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while you were sleeping, i sat by your bed. i watched you as you smiled through your dreams. while you were sleeping i fell in love with you all over again.
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heaven can wait deep down in your eyes i’m yours tonight. lay your heart next to mine i feel so alive, tell me you want me to stay, forever. forever cause heaven can wait.
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if stupidity was a crime, you'd be america's most wanted.
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i would fall asleep only in hopes of dreaming that everything would be like it was before. but nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting they disappear as reality is crashing to the floor.
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some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty - they merely move it from their faces into their hearts.
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for what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. there’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. you can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. we can make the best or the worst of it. i hope you make the best of it. and i hope you see things that startle you. i hope you feel things you never felt before. i hope you meet people with a different point of view. i hope you live a life you’re proud of. if you find that you’re not, i hope you have the strength to start all over again.
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time is what we want most, but what we use worst.
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