Can you see the animals in these photos?

Can you see the animals in these photos?

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Girls need to realize:

Girls need to realize: 
We guys don't care if you talk to other guys. We don't care if you're friends with other guys. But when you're sitting next
to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and
tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us
off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes
without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.

We don't care if a guy calls OR text you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a
little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't
wait till the morning.

Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it. Don't tell us we're wrong. We'll stop trying to convince you. The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. Yeah, you can quote me.

Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood i am in.
Let us pay for you! Don't 'feel bad'. We enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile
and say 'thank you.

Kiss us when no one's watching. If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.

You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you
in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest
skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. We like you
for who you are and not what you are. Honestly, i think a girl looks
more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. or my t-shirt and boxers,
not all dolled up.

Don't take everything we say seriously. Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. Don't get angry easily.

Stop using magazines/ media as your bible. Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word "handsome'/'beautiful' i would be
utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!'
instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can
think of.

On the other hand i am not saying i wouldn't like it either. Girls, I
cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy,
don't wait for him to change!!!!! Ditch his sorry b*tt, disgrace to the
male population and find someone who will treat you with utter
respect..
Someone who will honor your morals..
Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest..
Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes..
Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel..
Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....
and say 'i love you' ..and actually mean it...

Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this. Life is too short to complain about everything that comes your way so stop and smell the roses in life because you might never have another time to take it, so take your time because they are all
different in every way, so take chances in life, if it doesn't work
out then fine, there are always more roses to smell....  

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DREANS OF LOVE

DREANS OF LOVE

 

 

As a child love was real
Family was there for you
As the world we had to deal
Love was not so very true

 
 

Wanting to spread our wings
To find a family of our own
Love was what filled our dreams
Most of the time spent alone

 

 

 

Dreams of love did seem true
But always ended in such pain
Never knowing when or even who
Would give us the love again

 

 

 

Maybe these dreams are in vain
But I believe in our love
Hoping I will never hurt again
Praying to my God above

 

 

 

So I believe as the child
That love is for real
My heart I will never hide
Always open to feel

 

 

 

Dreams of love I still believe
As I need all your love
My love to you may you receive
Dreams revealed with a hug

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Top Ten Sad Love Poems

    Top Ten Sad  Love Poems

Falling In And Out Of Love

 

 

When I say I love you I do
But this with you will not do
I need someone I can lean on
Someone I can count on too

 

Yes you are there sometimes
For that I am grateful to you
But I need someone there full time
And that you can not do

 

You told me once you loved me
That I could believe in you
I was there when you needed someone
Where were you when I needed someone, too?

 

The time has come for me to let go
Never to expect you to care again
People may come and people may go
But my love will never end

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Touch Yourself

I understand the why
Yet I cannot grasp the how;
But if this is the way you must handle us
I will try to understand somehow.

 

There is one thing that I ask
As you walk away;
Please create a corner in your heart for me
So at least, there, I can always stay.

 

You will always be my love
That will never change;
Though we are going separate ways
That fact remains the same.

 

I know we must let each other go
Circumstances force us to set each other free;
But today, I give back to you . . . your words -
Touch Yourself and You Touch Me.

 

 

 

 

 

Forgive me

 

Forgive me for what cannot be forgiven.
Open up the door I once slammed closed.
Restore the love that I once squandered, driven
Grimly by some grinch I've since deposed.
I cannot plead for what I cannot fathom,
Valuing least the value I most crave.
Each heart must sometimes haunt the steep-walled chasm,
Made mad by wrath and selfish songs that rave
Empty on the edges of the grave

 

 

 

 

 

'Leave My Heart'

 

I wonder why you went 
To a place where I could never go 
When you had everything with me 
Only you will ever know

 

You never left me any time 
To record the feeling of your touch 
Where did the loving ever go 
When it all once meant so much

 

You leave my heart, you steal my soul 
And time won't fill the empty hole 
You left in me when you walked out

 

Just leaving sorrow, pain and doubt
But I'll go on, 
I'll find another one

 

Who'll treasure all that I will be 
Who'll treasure all that I've become

 

So when you leave, don't take me with you
I couldn't bare to leave this place
Where all the memories reside
In the beauty of your face

 

Your love it dripped from your fingertips
With your blind caress 
And made my soul sway with sorrow
That it will never be
here again with me

 

It creeps to me in the cold of night
When my heart has wishes I can't fulfil 
Your arms sweeten the sound of sorrow
But only … only until ...

 

... You leave my heart, you leave my soul
New love will fill the empty hole
You left in me when you walked out
No more sorrow, fear or doubt

 

But I'll go on,
Yes I've moved on
I'll find another one
Who'll treasure all that I will be
Who'll treasure all that I've become

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

--I'll Never Love Again--

 

 

I'll love you forever,
We will never part.
Together forever.
Words straight from the heart.

 

These words I told you,
And I meant what I said.
But the fire has died down,
The affection is dead.

 

"She said it's over,"
Your best friend told me.
YOU COULDN'T DO IT ON YOUR OWN?
You broke my heart, you see.

 

The heartbreak was too much,
I won't be hurt again.
No more late phone calls,
No more girlfriends.

 

I can't believe you hurt me.
I thought our love was true…
How could you do this? 
WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?

 

But I've lost you forever.
Even as a friend.
And one lesson you've taught me,
I'LL NEVER LOVE AGAIN!

 

 

 

 

 

--True Hurt--

 

 

You ask me to quit calling,
you speak in words of hate.
You say you never loved me,
that all those words were fake.

 

I never really hurt you,
at times I thought it fair.
But you put me down and ridicule
and never seem to care.

 

I thought that you were different,
that you'd never hurt me.
But now I know the real you,
now it's the truth I see.

 

Your intentions were clear all along,
you didn't hide them well.
I soon found that all you wanted
was to kick me when I fell.

 

But I am smarter now,
for support I have my friends.
I know for sure next time,
this won't be how it ends.

 

 

If You Forget Me

 

I want you to know
one thing.

 

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

 

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

 

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

 

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

 

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

 

 

 

 

Funeral Blues

 

  

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, 
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, 
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum 
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

 

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead 
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead. 
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, 
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

 

He was my North, my South, my East and West, 
My working week and my Sunday rest, 
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; 
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

 

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, 
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, 
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the woods; 
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

 

 

 

 

 

 If those I loved were lost

 

 

 

If those I loved were lost
The Crier's voice would tell me --
If those I loved were found
The bells of Ghent would ring --

 

Did those I loved repose
The Daisy would impel me.
Philip -- when bewildered
Bore his riddle in!

 

 

 

 

 

Dream Deferred

 

 

Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?

 

Or fester like a sore--
And then run?

 

Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?

 

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

 

Or does it explode?

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