I don't know, there's something about you. Say there's an hourglass: the sand's about to run out. Someone like you can always be counted on to turn the thing over.
The hourglass runs low.
All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do sowould I?
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
I have an hourglass shape, and I think it's important to understand your body type and your personality type. Then make whatever is on trend and in fashion work for you.
Every so often, we all gaze into the abyss. It's a depressing fact of life that eventually the clock expires; eventually the sand in the hourglass runs out. It's the leaving behind of everything that matters to us that hurts the most.
If I didn't love the hourglass, I wouldn't love myself.
It took me as long as I had known him to get rid of all of his words. Like turning an hourglass over.
Life's like an hourglass glued to the table.
