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For pretty lips, speak words of compassion.

For attractive eyes, try to find the good in people.

For a smart figure, share your food with the hungry.

For striking hair, let a kid run his fingers through it once a day.

For good posture, walk with the knowledge you never walk alone.

Please know this that the tender loving care of human beings will never become archaic.

People value even more than any stuff, have to be renovated, rehabilitated, revitalized, domesticated, redeemed and redeemed and redeemed. Never throw anyone away.

Keep in mind, if you ever need a favor, you'll see one at the end of your arm.

As you become older, you'll learn that you have two hands: One for helping yourself, the second for helping others.

You have so many days still ahead of you. May there be lots of of them.

To love and to be loved is perhaps one of the biggest pleasures one can live with. Don't deprive yourself and others around you from getting this pleasure.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. BE IRRESISTIBLE ... please...!!

Are You In Love - Find out Here

Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, And your voice caught within your chest?

It isn't Love, it's Like.

You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right?

It isn't Love, it's Lust.

Are you proud, and eager to show them off?

It isn't Love, it's Luck.

Do you want them because you know they're there?

It isn't Love, it's Loneliness.

Are you there because it's what everyone wants?

It isn't Love, it's Loyalty.

Do you stay for their confessions of Love, because you don't want to hurt them?

It isn't Love, it's Pity.

Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?

It isn't Love, it's being Unconfident.

Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?

It isn't Love, it's Infatuation.

Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?

It isn't Love, it's Friendship.

Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of?

It isn't Love, it's a Lie.

Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?

It isn't Love, it's Charity.

Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?

Then it's Love.

Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?

Then it's Love.

Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?

Then it's Love.

Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?

Then it's Love.

Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?

Then it's Love.

But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and holds you?

Then it's Love.

Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?

Then it's Love.

Now, if Love is painful, and tortures us so,

why do we Love?

Why is it all we search for in life?

This pain, this agony?

Why is it all we long for?

This torture, this powerful death of self?

Why?

Because it's...

Love