Our Lives Are Fashioned By

Love, What Is Love? I Don't Think You Can Really Put It Into Words. Love Is Understanding Someone, Caring For Him, Sharing His Joys And Sorrows. This Eventually Includes Physical Love. You've Shared Something, Given Something Away And Received Something In Return, Whether Or Not You're Married, Whether Or Not You Have A Baby. Losing Your Virtue Doesn't Matter, As Long As You Know That For As Long As You Live You'll Have Someone At Your Side Who Understands You, And Who Doesn't Have To Be Shared With Anyone Else!

The Only Way To Truly Know A Person Is To Argue With Them. For When They Argue In Full Swing, Then They Reveal Their True Character.

I Can't Imagine How Anyone Can Say: "i'm Weak," And Then Remain So. After All, If You Know It, Why Not Fight Against It, Why Not Try To Train Your Character? The Answer Was: "because It's So Much Easier Not To!

Leave Me In Peace, Let Me Sleep One Night At Least Without My Pillow Being Wet With Tears, My Eyes Burning And My Head Throbbing

This Week I've Been Reading A Lot And Doing Little Work. That's The Way Things Ought To Be. That's Surely The Road To Success.