There r times i find my hands full of frenz...i wnt2 hold thm hard as i fear losing them.I laugh whn i realiz dat they r d ones holdin me. . . Thanks 4bein1..
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.
When things turn out bad and your strength is no longer enough to carry them. You must never give up, cause when your strength ends, my worth os your friend begins.
Insecurity Of Loosing LOVE Makes Us Mistakenly Loose The Friend In Them,Insecurity Of Loosing The Friend In Them Maks Us Mistakenly Fall In Love With Them