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hellooooo!I'm Michelle from China (Hong kong). I want to meet more new friend:]]But my english is very poor .Can you give me some ways to learn english?.I hope you like me:DDDDD.This is my email : mich1997elle@hotmail.com
Tong Hua (童话) Cover - English/Chinese by Jason Chen
don’t know how long
it’s been a while since
you told me your favorite story
it’s been all of my mind
driving me crazy
another reason
that you’re crying now
I see the tears in your eyes
they tell me you don’t believe
that I can be your prince charming
maybe you can’t understand
but when you said you love me
my life was changed
and I wish you could see
I’m willing to
be the one
any angel that you love
with open arms
I will always be there
you must believe
that you and me will end up happily
in our own fairytale story
你哭著對我說
童話裡都是騙人的
我不可能是你的王子
也許你不會懂從你說愛我以後
我的天空星星都亮了
我願變成童話裡你愛的那個天使
張開雙手變成翅膀守護你
你要相信相信我們會像童話故事裡
幸福和快樂是結局
I will be
be the one
any angel that you love
with open arms
I will always be there
you must believe
that you and me will end up living happily
in our own fairytale story
We will die. You will die. There is literally nothing you can possible even do about it. Yes, you can cry about it. You probably should do it right now. Go ahead, cry about it. Freak out about it.
because after you’re done crying and freaking out and OMG-ing…you’ll still have some choices to make.
Thank you Steve Jobs for the reminder on what’s important =) http://the-design-ark.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-in-his-own-words/
R.I.P
(via em-en-op)
3 apples changed the world. The one that Eve ate, the one that dropped on Newtons head and the one that Steve built.
Rest in Peace Steve, we are all going to miss you.
(via jenny-day)
—
The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (via sranju)
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three
Our dads always mad
He screams and he yells
I don’t think he likes us
It’s easy to tell
Mums only kind
When dad’s not around
And when he is home
She hardly makes a sound
Mums always out,
Never home
Dads always drunk,
And always alone
As soon as we hear
Those jingly keys
We run and hide
We run and plea
We find a place
And curl up tight
I hold her hand
And she holds mine
And soon enough
Dad then walks in
Don’t make a sound, don’t say a word
I pray inside, deep within
But Leigh, she cannot help herself
For the pain is just too much
“O-God” she yells
“Why are you so mean?”
He doesn’t like what she has said
And beats her even more
And with one last hit
Hard and strong, he pulls away and watches
She takes one last Gasp of air
Our hands still holding
Then falls to the ground where I sat
And doesn’t move a muscle
I stare at him
My eyes so blue
He looks at me
And yells “O you!”
“How dare you
Make me so mad
This is all your fault
Go cry be sad!”
My name is Sasha
My sister is Leigh
I am six
And my beautiful sister was only three
That day my Daddy
Murdered her
My best friend
She was my world
We stuck together
Through thick and thin
But now she’s gone
I’m lost within
When I was six my sister three
My Daddy murdered Leigh
Since that day I have not spoke
For it’s speaking that made her die.
By Kyra Lee
Did you cried when you seen this poem?What a poem, I cried and prayed to God that He helps this little girl. I wish and pray for the best, for her. Maybe she shall be able to find some peace in her life.People care to much.
How their hair looks
or their clothes.
They don’t care about what matters
The soul
The soul is what truly matters
that thing that is deep inside.
The soul is always fashionable
no matter what the season is.
The soul is something that changes color a million times
from when you are born to when you die.
My soul is yellow today
because I’m happy inside.
On Thursday my soul was green
for I envied another girl.
The soul is by far the best accessory you can have.
And that’s what they should write in the magazines.
Just because Im strong, doesnt mean Im never weak
Just because I write, doesn’t mean I never speak
Just because I dream, doesnt mean Im not afraid
And just because I love, doesn’t mean I never hate
My hearts been hurt a couple times, even broken once before
Ive felt alone and weak, Ive gone…
I cann’t see why everybody has to fight
Cos two wrongs don’t make a right A fall in life is justified That is what they say Life’s too short There must be another way We can work it out Together we can change it We can work it out Together we can make it And if we just forgive in this world we live And share some love We can work it out We should live to the fullest each and everyday Cos there’s no stop in time ooh~~ And yesterday’s past mistakes shouldn't bring us down Life’s too short There’s no need to be afraid We can work it out Together we can change it We can work it out Together we can make it And if we just forgiven Within this world we live
And share some love We can work it out ooh~
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