Llegó a la residencia unos 10 minutos después, entregó el pedido y se despidió. De camino a la tienda se detuvo a observar cómo llevaban otro encargo, se compadeció del pobre hombre que sollozaba en la jaula. Lamentablemente, la mayoría de los vampiros en la zona seguían alimentándose de forma tradicional y preferían a sus presas vivas, conscientes y dispuestas a huir para poder cazarlas como en los viejos tiempos.

Mi mejor amigo me dijo que la vida es como un videojuego: Descubres nuevos escenarios. Hay personajes que ayudan, otros que intentan eliminarte. Y la dificultad aumenta mientras avanzas. Un día le pregunté: - ¿Qué pasa si muero? ¿Tengo sólo una vida? Calló unos segundos y me respondió sonriente: - Las vidas extras suelen estar muy bien escondidas. Puedes pasar tu tiempo buscándolas o arriesgarte a seguir avanzando con la que ya tienes.

Algunas veces tenemos que tocar fondo para volver a la vida, para resucitar.

Blood carries life through our whole body, taking nutrients to our organs and tissues. But blood also take diseases, bacteria, viruses and infection if our immune system fails. If you are healthy donate blood. It helps saving life's and it improves your as well because your bone marrow will renew the missing blood. Get to your local hospital or blood bank and donate blood. Donating blood is donating life and hope to people in need. Men can donate blood four times a year, women three times.

A la vez que el sol desciende al atardecer, su pulso disminuye. La vida escapa lentamente de sus ojos mientras su llanto se disipa; Ya no sufrirá, ya no sentirá dolor. Mildreth cierra sus ojos aliviada ante la cercanía de su fin. Y cuando el sol se apago tras las montañas. Así mismo lo hizo ella, sin resistencia. Y como el sol que sale al día siguiente, así lo hizo ella, sintiendo frio unos segundos antes de ser envuelta en una manta y entregada a su madre. Es niña!- anunció el obstetra.

Death lurks silently, stealthily like a feline before storming out to hunt its prey. First, while it is crouching, it watches us and looks for the most vulnerable, the weakest, it studies our movements and when we get distracted it comes out of the shadows to strike the first blow, from then on there is no hope other than a quick death. You are in its clutches The best thing is to be or look strong and never let your guard down She lurks in the shadows. Enjoys life! Live all you can.

Deep thoughts The deepest of thoughts Why do we think everyday? Why do we have to plan ahead? Why do we stress the brain everyday? Why can’t some other brain think for us? Why do we think and get tired of thinking? So many questions huh? But how else can the brain really work if we don’t reason?

En venta: alma sin usar, en buen estado. Envío a todo el país e internacional. Frágil.

¿Qué ocurre?. Acaso es tan nefasto el levantarme y andar con los escarpines de agujas creados por mis pensamientos? Mi respiración ahoga mi pecho con raíces que a mi corazón abrazan, sintiendo el suave desvanecer de su latir en el recuerdo dulce y tormentoso de su existir. No hay Diosa, no más veo que mi existencia debate en el sereno mar de mis pensamientos. Moriré eso es seguro, más no seré mi verdugo, del cual se forjen palabras en guillotina del tiempo y soga del desespero. Todavía existo.

Life is a fleeting flame, A brief flicker in time's game. We chase after fleeting joys, But pain and sorrow always destroys. The bitter truth we must face, Is that life is not a race. No matter how much we try, Inevitably, we will die. So cherish each moment you're given, For life is a gift, not a given. But don't be fooled by its beauty, For it's a cycle of joy and cruelty.

Life is strange in every way visible. Everyone has an unique way to act and doing so seems strange. It's never easy to understand it until you know it's strange...

El, un chico apuesto, vive en lo más remoto de su mente. Su vida nublada por el dolor que es el causante de su falta de felicidad. —¿Quién lo diría?— Eres hermoso, y con tan poco te conformas. Mira el alba, mira las gotas de lluvia que empañan los vidrios de aquellas ventanas de tu balcón. —¿Lo ves?—. Claro que lo ves, pero es tu corazón el que no quiere cautivarse con el esplendor de un mañana, con la ambición de un sueño. Siente, siente el viento acariciar tu rostro. Eso es vivir, eso es amar.

In the 21st Century people are running for money. They are living like a robot working at office and home. Everywhere is competition to prove who is stronger, who is above all, But no one realises that they are forgetting their life to live while competing. So live your in the fullest manner where there is lots of beautiful memories.

One line we make. Red thread. Tie a knot, cut apart. But you'll realize we were woven from the same past.

~ Somewhere on the hill, I was alive. Somewhere in the yellow house with the crooked door, I did survive. Somewhere on the walls are my crayon drawings, hidden behind a shelf. Somewhere in the halls, I was twelve. I was nine. I was four. And somewhere in that very house my tears did pour. I was two, I was one, I didn't realize what my parents had become. I was non-existent, when my parents were persistent, they wanted a house. A yellow one. And raise two kids loved by everyone But themselves. ~

Oh God. I know I just have to get used to it, but I swear if someone else asks me "Are you okay?" I'm going to cry I've been thinking about you and what you would say if you saw me cry for you and I just want to tell you that ... Shit, I wish I had gone with you. You're probably in the rose garden... The one we used to talk about. tryingtolive ALBUM by Helli

Tender song i've heard through darkness, I heard thought every features of this tranquil silence. Susceptible heart, captured by music, sparkles. Fascination of small golden freckles. Smilling face, retrieved happiness. As if blooming flower, reached the shine of Sun, So and my whole body was touched with this cheeriness. Charming obtained emotions.