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Hearts on fire, hearts in love. You're the heart I'm dreaming of, baby. And if we can take this somewhere new where nobody knows me and you, we can be something beautiful. You and I are something extraordinary. Because, we're two hearts on fire. Two hearts in love.
Prints are interesting things in life: foot prints, hand prints, finger prints. They are a tracking device. They show us where we have been, but they give hint at where we are going. They remind us of our humble beginnings while keeping us chasing our lofty aspirations that shape who we were, are, and who we are becoming.
I think about all of the things I only give half of what I could to: school, work, Jesus, friends, family, and my ambitions. I've decided that maybe it's time for a change. I wonder how much of a difference I can make if I'll increase my half to my all? I'll give it a try and see how it works out for me.
We often associate this word with laziness. But what about the work that went into making the couch? Perhaps we should focus less on the negative aspects of objects, but instead focus on the beautiful positive details that life has to offer.
Crouching reminds me of being a child and playing hide and seek in my house with my siblings. It's incredible how time flies. Only yesterday, it seems, I was running through those halls with those two amazing people.
If there's one thing we don't do enough it's this. We don't celebrate life, love, and happiness. We don't celebrate the sadness that we're allowed to feel merely because we are alive. We should celebrate that we can feel everything around us. We should celebrate ourselves. We are beautiful creatures.
Every day people are worried about accounts: bank, Facebook, twitter. What if we stopped worrying about our accounts and instead ourselves? Maybe if people saw the real us instead of an account they would understand how truly beautiful we are. Accounts are over rated. Be yourself. You might like you better that way also.