#abe

Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#inspirational #weight-loss #inspirational

You don't have to be worried about labeling me. ↗

— Danny Aiello

#labeling #me #worried #you

I want to invest and have my own record label and artists. I want to have a business where my kids, kids, kids will still have something going on long after I'm gone. ↗

— Chingy

#artists #business #going #gone #i

Don't keep holding on to the despair that has held you back in your past. Keep moving forward to better brighter days ahead in your future. www.bullyingben.com ↗

— Timothy Pina

#poor-abe #inspirational

The roads are better and brighter ahead for you in your future...so start walking them towards a better life today! www.bullyingben.com ↗

— Timothy Pina

#poor-abe #inspirational

Many people make the same common mistake in life:They give up right before they make it. Don't give up! ↗

— Timothy Pina

#inspirational #poor-abe #inspirational

Life is all about memories... So do your best to get rid of the bad ones and never forgot the good ones :) www.bullyingben.com ↗

— Timothy Pina

#poor-abe #inspirational

Positive energy will always beat negative energy and light will always outshine and win over darkness. ↗

— Timothy Pina

#poor-abe #inspirational

We shouldn’t,” protested Isabelle. “The Clave has a plan.” “The Clave has the collective intelligence of a pineapple,” said Jace. Alec blinked up at them. “Jace is right.” Isabelle turned on her brother. “What do you know? You weren’t even paying attention.” “I was,” Alec said, injured. “I said Jace was right.” “Yeah, but there’s like a 90% chance of me being right most of the time, so that’s not proof you were listening,” said Jace. “That’s just a good guess. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #jace-lightwood #intelligence

you're Shane, right?' He inched away from her and managed a quick nod as he twisted the rag he held in his fingers. 'Heidi sad you were willing to teach me how to ride.' Her expression shifted from entertained to confused, as if she was wondering why no one had mentioned he was a can or two shy of a six-pack. 'A horse,' he clarified, then wanted to kick himself. What else but a horse? Did he think she was here to learn to ride his mother's elephant? One corner of Annabelle's perfect, full mouth twitched. 'A horse would be good. You seem to have several.' He wanted to remind himself that he was usually fine around women. Smooth even. He was intelligent, funny and could, on occasion, be charming. Just not now, with his blood pumping and his brain doing nothing more than shouting "it's her, it's her" over and over again. Chemistry, he thought grimly. It could turn the smartest man into a drooling idiot. Here he was, proving the theory true. ↗

— Susan Mallery

#awkward-encounters #chemistry #shane #stupidity #funny