Treat life as the sea,your herat as seashore,friends like the waves,it never matters how many waves are there,what matters is which one touchs the seashore.i hope i’m first stone who touched the seashore
What is Real but Invisible?-ur Carewhat is true but unfair?-ur AbsenceWhat is sweet but Naughty?-ur Smilewhat is Precious but Priceless?-Our Friendship
I prayed for a red bike, God gave me blue. I lost my old cap, He gave me new. I asked for a friend who will always be true. I prayed and prayed, till came you.
Friends are like the walls of a house. Sometimes they hold you up, sometimes you lean on them. But sometimes, it's enough to know they're just standing by.
