Life.

What is the meaning of life? Whatever you want it to be. For me, life is freedom because you can do whatever you want, you can be whatever you want, if only you know how to make the right decisions.We often say that we don`t like this life, this world, why? Because some people ruin our day, because some things don`t go very well today, because the weather outside makes us even more indisposed, because our parents find any reason to yell at us, even if is the smallest thing ever. Yeah, is true, but we can change this things, we could not let anyone ruin our days, we could ignore all that shits that happen to us, we could smile to weather outside and simply enjoy it, as appears to us and we could tell our parents that we can fix things without screaming at each other.We have solutions for everything, we must want to change something in our lives and we must have no fear. Life it`s all about taking chances, about doing something you said you couldn`t do, it`s about being goofy,it`s about not caring what other people think, it`s about learning everything, how to live, how to love what you have.And don`t forget, when you're happy like a fool, let it take you over, when everything is out, you gotta take it in..<3

This has gotta be the good life
This could really be a good life..

My favorite.

A walk to remember.

- Jamie: You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.
  Landon: That's not a problem

- Landon: I might kiss you.
  Jamie: I might be bad at it.
  Landon: That's not possible. 

- Dean: If there is a greater power, why is it he can't get you a new sweater?
  Jamie: Because, he's too busy looking for your brain. 

- Jamie: You know what I figured out today?
  Landon: What?
  Jamie: Maybe God has a bigger plan for me than I had for myself. Like this journey never ends. Like you were sent to me because I'm sick. To help me through all this. You're my angel. 

 - Jamie: Are you trying to seduce me?
  Landon: Why? Are you seducible? 

- Landon: You don't care what people think about you?
  Jamie: No. 

-  Landon: All I know is... you're beautiful. 

- Jamie: How can you see places like this... and have moments like this and not believe?
  Landon: You're lucky to be so sure.
  Jamie: It's like the wind. I can't... see it, but I feel it. 

- Landon: Are you scared?
  Jamie: To death...
[Landon looks upset]
  Jamie: Lighten up.
  Landon: It's not funny.
  Jamie: I'm scared of not being with you.
  Landon: Oh baby, that will never happen... I'll be here. 

- Landon: I'm sorry she never got her miracle.
  Reverend Sullivan: She did. It was you. 

- Landon: Jamie, I'm trying here, OK? Maybe... maybe I miss spending time with you. Maybe you inspire me.
  Jamie: Sounds like bull.
  Landon: Which part?
  Jamie: All of it.
  Landon: Well it's not!
  Jamie: Prove it. 

- Jamie: You don't know the first thing about being someone's friend.
  Landon: I don't want to just be your friend.
  Jamie: You don't know what you want.
  Landon: Neither do you. Maybe you're just too scared that someone might actually want to be with you.
  Jamie: And why would that scare me?
  Landon: Because then you wouldn't be able to hide behind your books, or your frickin' telescope, or your faith. No, no, you know the real reason why you're scared? It's cause you wanna be with me too. 

- Landon: Jamie... I love you.
[long pause]
  Landon: Now would be the time to say something.
  Jamie: I told you not to fall in love with me. 

- Eric: Talk to me man.
  Landon: About what?
  Eric: About you, about Jamie.
  Landon: What's there to talk about? She's the best person I've ever known. 

- Landon: Our love is like the wind... I can't see it, but I sure can feel it. 

A real boyfriend.

If only everyone could see this and understand it.

When she stares at your mouth
Kiss her

When she pushes you or hits you like a dummie cause she thinks shes
stronger than you
Grab her and dont let go

When she starts cursing at you trying to act all tough
Kiss her and tell her you love her

When she's quiet
Ask her whats wrong

When she ignores you
Give her your attention

When she pulls away
Pull her back

When you see her at her worst
Tell her she's beautiful

When you see her start crying
Just hold her and don't say a word

When you see her walking
Sneak up and hug her waist from behind

When she's scared
Protect her

When she steals your favorite hoodie
Let her keep it and sleep with it for a night

When she teases you
Tease her back and make her laugh

When she doesn't answer for a long time
reassure her that everything is okay

When she looks at you with doubt
Back yourself up

When she says that she loves you
she really does more than you can understand

When she grabs at your hands
Hold her's and play with her fingers

When she bumps into you;
bump into her back and make her laugh

When she tells you a secret
keep it safe and untold

When she looks at you in your eyes
dont look away until she does

When she says it's over
she still wants you to be hers

When she reposts this bulletin
she wants you to read it

- Stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything

- When she's mad hug her tight and don't let go

- When she says she's ok don't believe it, talk with her because ten years later she'll remember you

- Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her

- Treat her like she's all that matters to you

- Stay up all night with her when she's sick

- Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think it's stupid

- Give her the world.

- Let her wear your clothes

-When she's bored and sad, hang out with her

-Let her know she's important.

- Don't talk about other girls around her

- Kiss her in the pouring rain

- When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is:
"Whose ass am i kicking baby?"


Fucking true.

De ce iubim femeile - Mircea Cartarescu

Pentru ca au sani rotunzi, cu gurguie care se ridica prin bluza cand le e frig, pentru ca au fundul mare si grasut, pentru ca au fete cu trasaturi dulci ca ale copiilor, pentru ca au buze pline, dinti decenti si limbi de care nu ti-e sila. Pentru ca nu miros a transpiratie sau a tutun prost si nu asuda pe buza superioara. Pentru ca le zambesc tuturor copiilor mici care trec pe langa ele. Pentru ca merg pe strada drepte, cu capul sus, cu umerii trasi inapoi si nu raspund privirii tale cand le fixezi ca un maniac. Pentru ca trec cu un curaj neasteptat peste toate servitutile anatomiei lor delicate. Pentru ca in pat sunt indraznete si inventive nu din perversitate, ci ca sa-ti arate ca te iubesc. Pentru ca fac toate treburile sacaitoare si marunte din casa fara sa se laude cu asta si fara sa ceara recunostinta. Pentru ca nu citesc reviste porno si nu navigheaza pe site-uri porno. Pentru ca poarta tot soiul de zdranganele pe care si le asorteaza la imbracaminte dupa reguli complicate si de neinteles. Pentru ca isi deseneaza si-si picteaza fetele cu atentia concentrata a unui artist inspirat. Pentru ca au obsesia pentru subtirime-a lui Giacometti. Pentru ca se trag din fetite. Pentru ca-si ojeaza unghiile de la picioare. Pentru ca joaca sah, whist sau ping-pong fara sa le intereseze cine castiga. Pentru ca sofeaza prudent in masini lustruite ca niste bomboane, asteptand sa le admiri cand sunt oprite la stop si treci pe zebra prin fata lor. Pentru ca au un fel de-a rezolva probleme care te scoate din minti. Pentru ca au un fel de-a gandi care te scoate din minti. Pentru ca-ti spun te iubesc exact atunci cand te iubesc mai putin, ca un fel de compensatie. Pentru ca nu se masturbeaza. Pentru ca au din cand in cand mici suferinte: o durere reumatica, o constipatie, o batatura, si-atunci iti dai seama deodata ca femeile sunt oameni, oameni ca si tine. Pentru ca scriu fie extrem de delicat, colectionand mici observatii si schitand subtile nuante psihologice, fie brutal si scatologic ca nu cumva sa fie suspectate de literatura feminina. Pentru ca sunt extraordinare cititoare, pentru care se scriu trei sferturi din poezia si proza lumii. Pentru ca le innebuneste Angie al Rolling-ilor. Pentru ca le termina Cohen. Pentru ca poarta un razboi total si inexplicabil contra gandacilor de bucatarie. Pentru ca pana si cea mai dura bussiness woman poarta chiloti cu induiosatoare floricele si dantelute. Pentru ca e asa de ciudat sa-ntinzi la uscat, pe balcon, chilotii femeii tale, niste lucrusoare umede, negre, rosii si albe, parte satinate, parte aspre, mirandu-te ce mici suprafete au de acoperit. Pentru ca in filme nu fac dus niciodata inainte de-a face dragoste, dar numai in filme. Pentru ca niciodata n-ajungi cu ele la un acord in privinta frumusetii altei femei sau a altui barbat. Pentru ca iau viata in serios, pentru ca par sa creada cu adevarat in realitate. Pentru ca le intereseaza cu adevarat cine cu cine s-a mai cuplat intre vedetele de televiziune. Pentru ca tin minte numele actritelor si actorilor din filme, chiar ale celor mai obscuri. Pentru ca daca nu e supus nici unei hormonizari embrionul se dezvolta intotdeauna intr-o femeie. Pentru ca nu se gandesc cum sa i-o traga tipului dragut pe care-l vad in troleibuz. Pentru ca beau porcarii ca Martini Orange, Gin Tonic sau Vanilla Coke. Pentru ca nu-ti pun mana pe fund decat in reclame. Pentru ca nu le excita ideea de viol decat in mintea barbatilor. Pentru ca sunt blonde, brune, roscate, dulci, futese, calde, dragalase, pentru ca au de fiecare data orgasm. Pentru ca daca n-au orgasm nu il mimeaza. Pentru ca momentul cel mai frumos al zilei e cafeaua de dimineata, cand timp de o ora rontaiti biscuiti si puneti ziua la cale. Pentru ca sunt femei, pentru ca nu sunt barbati, nici altceva. Pentru ca din ele-am iesit si-n ele ne-intoarcem, si mintea noastra se roteste ca o planeta greoaie, mereu si mereu, numai in jurul lor.