“Let’s stripe down our shields & fall into each other arms.”

Like love & pain, you will slowly fade away too.

Honey its time to move on. You deserve to be loved too.

I am not broken, neither hurt. I am just disappointed.

Look how your happiness crushes all the critics around you.

Take a deep breath, feel. Now let it all go.

A true friend will never try to change you, no matter how weird the world thinks you are.

Chaos in my mind. You in my heart.

I gave you all my pieces, and you returned it as my heart.

Mistakes were made. Mine was, believing that you loved me & yours, well you know what you did.

I moved on but love never felt the same.

What’s the point of others loving you when you can’t love yourself.

I wish I loved myself more than loving you.

Only fools break a loving heart like yours.

The past is only going to cause you more pain. Stay away from it.

People talk, doesn’t mean you stop.

It’s not rare to love, but it’s rare to be loved these days.

Opposition doesn’t mean to take arms and kill people and destroy everything.

I would like to make it known, on this program, loud and clear, that I would absolutely embrace with all five of my arms being a Bond villain.

There were times, though, when the women came together on a partisan basis. [When we stopped] the privatization of Social Security during George Bush, we linked arms.

If all else fails, we will simply have to drug our attendants, overpower the guards, raise the oppressed peasants to arms, and take over the government.

I did my time in the jail of your arms.

It behooves a prudent person to make trial of everything before arms.

In my opinion it is less shameful for a king to be overcome by force of arms than by bribery.

Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumbbells? To dig a vineyard is worthier exercise for men.