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Hello, It says my name is Panic-and-Run, but you can call me Panic. I am down to earth, realistic and honest. Enjoy my page and I hope to hear from you.
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A Long December...Counting Crows
A long december and theres reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I cant remember the last thing that you said as you were leaven
Now the days go by so fast
And its one more day up in the canyons
And its one more night in hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven...i wish you would
The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that its all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And its one more day up in the canyons
And its one more night in hollywood
If you think you might come to california...i think you should
Drove up to hillside manor sometime after two a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
And its been a long december and theres reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I cant remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass
And its one more day up in the canyon
And its one more night in hollywood
Its been so long since Ive seen the ocean...i guess I should
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Jarett u can call me angel
Hotaru
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It doesn't cost you anything to be nice.
It's something you give from your heart.
You don't expect gratitude for a nice turn.
Because if you are doing it for their gratefulness,
then are you truly nice,
or just a sleaze who wants credit for a good turn???
You don't usually get the same reaction when you're falsely being nice to prove a point,
or to paint a better picture about yourself...
Falsehoods tend to fade and when truth stands naked...
so will you in the eyes of those you've deceived with your wiles...
Genuine niceness is felt in the heart, and is long and lasting...
Being nice can mean a gentle word during a rough day;
or a touch on the cheek that says to someone you love that they mean the world to you;
or a helping hand even when they don't expect you to lift a finger.
Being nice means you are paying attention to their moods...
and taking into account what they've been through and try to be there for them...
even when you may think they least deserve it...
that's when they need your love the most!
Being nice means you don't have to wait to be asked to do things...
you do it, because you can see they need it.
Being nice sometimes eats at your heart,
because you don't know how it will be received...
but then it's not about you... it's about what you do to make someone else happy...
in the littlest, most thoughtful way that is in your heart!
Being nice usually gets it just rewards...
when you're being appreciated by your loved one
and given attention and warm gushes of emotion for your thoughtful efforts...
And best of all... Being nice cost you nothing...
yet you will receive niceness in return by a tenfold...
Because you gave from your heart!
Being nice does not mean you forget yourself in the equation.
makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
You give in to it,
Surrender to it,
Accept it,
Embrace it,
Let it be your strength,
Trust it,
Don't let it be bogged down with jealousies,
Know that you love people's souls...
not the husks that contain their essence.
Love for the sake of Loving.
Not for the sake of getting Love in return.
Don't hold your breath...
Giving love might not always be easy...
But in the long run...
Love is more than all the money, all the fame,
all the power that can dazzle and befuddle a person.
Love wants nothing.
Love is.
The greatest treasure You can ever possess
is a memory full of: "I love you" 's
At the end of the day,
When you have someone to wish you sweet dreams...
And someone thinks of you with warm fuzzy feelings...
You know you're the luckiest person on earth.
I have lived a million lives,
in my endless dreams
Crossing a zillion stars...
Attracted by your beam...
Life is a wondrous state
of waking in a dream
where there's no beginning
and definitely no end
Only passing moments
in Time's endless motion
where hearts meet and find
promise and devotion
souls and minds
Love's deepest emotion.
We are but sleeping gods
dreaming of a life
because across the barren dark
We are a lonely race!