I saw something in a shops window - it was stunning hot, cute, simply adorable. I was supposed to buy it for u. But then I realised it was my reflection.
Last nyt in my dream :we climbd 2gthr 2 hvn,on d way i ws tired,u caried me on ur back,wen we reachd d gate,GOD cald me-'CuM my child' plz lev ur DONKEY outside
read life as the sea, heart as the seashore & friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves r there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.
The hardest part of missing friends is not their absence,it’s when you think of all those good times and ask yourself, will those moments ever happen again
