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Mind", can't make differences between real and not..., (OFF NOW THAT..., then that...), you are saying lie after lie..., then believing in false stuff. And thinking in positive sides so to scream not much as the other do, but as always you one moment scream you can't stop it... Now putting against me a knife and saying "Go away... give me my daughter... give me her back"..., don't you see the people laugh at you, don't you see it. Look their faces, with so many smiles, but they aren't people, they are from the army, off, off for god sake they are soldiers which have guns. Have killed few people, have taken your daughter and they are many as a number than you and your whole family... Probably this part as an General I must skip it, because it's logical however look it and from this side, nobody will sacrifice so you to be happy... you will die.. O, o, the poor little girl crying in front of the people, she just saw her mother pointing with a knife against the soldiers and now she is killed by one of the soldiers.

And she's like, you know, the 'Grace' in U2's song, the one that 'carries the world on her hips'._ - Diana Rigsby, M.D. Ph.D.

Mom lies down next to me and we both stare at the ceiling in complete silence. __oys are like candy,_ she suddenly says. I grin. __eally, Mom? That__ your advice? Boys are like candy. What is that? Forrest Gump on teens?

Dear Future Daughter:1) When you__e at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large dark eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won__ regret it. Often times you__l find the strangest of people have the most captivating of stories to tell.2) Please, never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul, whilst desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it__ way through your veins, gradually burning you from the inside out.3) No one is going to fucking save you, anything you__e read or heard otherwise is bullshit.4) One day a boy is going to come along who__ touch feels like fire and who__ words taste like vanilla, when he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary.5) Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you__e not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry__ and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently.

Her father sat her down and spoke to her with great seriousness. "You are not a witch, Katerina. There is magic in the world, and some of it is wholesome, and some of it is not, but it is a thing that is in the blood, and it is not in yours."The foolish will always treat you badly, because they think you are not beautiful," he said, and she knew this was true. Plain Kate. She was a plain as a stick and thin as a stick and flat as a stick. Her nose was too long and her brows too strong. Her father kissed her twice, once above each brow. "We cannot help what fools think. But understand, it is your skill with a blade that draws this talk. If you want to give up your carving, you have my blessing.""I will never give it up," she answered.

What's this one, Mum? There's no return address, and there's like, five stamps on it. Who's it from?"Leaning forward to get a closer look at the stamps, I didn't notice the fleeting look of immense sadness pass over her face."Oh it's nothing, darling."I raised my eyebrow at her. She sighed."An overseas friend. You wouldn't know her."And before I could ask what 'her' name was, Mum had left the room.

Beso me without desire so I may hear her coo, that grew in you

He was dazed, the soft thoughts sinking slowly in. A son. Even a daughter. His child. Immortality. A chance to make good. Pass on the hard lessons learned.

In a corner of her heart she imagined her compassion as kindling that could ignite not only her tender and guarded feelings for her mother, but also jump across the void and ignite her mother__ feelings for her.

A woman is a mother, daughter, and sister of every man; how she could be wrong?

I thought about you all the time. I used to pray that you__ live to be a hundred years old. I didn__ know. I didn__ know that you were ashamed of me.

I will always love my mother for who she is and everything she does.

A woman is a loving mother, a gorgeous daughter, and beautiful angel of imagination.

i'm sorryif iwasn't the daughteryou hadin mind-i only ever wanted to make you proud-

One of my pa...friends... isn't doing very well.""...Is your friend dying?""...Yes honey, he is.""That's sad.

To all the motherless daughters out there; may your heartache serve you in the best of ways. May your grief give you a better understanding of yourself, may your sentiment allow you to express and create, and may your love expand beyond what you ever thought possible.

You can't know how much a mother loves.

The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.