Every garden must have a red rose, every sweet face must have a red cheeks and a good nose, every grass must have a dew, and evey person must have a friend like you.
Don’t u ever wonder y people txt u but hv nothing imp to say! It’s 4 the simple reason… u r such a nice person 2 think of, like the way I’m thinking of u now
No one can ever promise u they’ll never hurt u, because at one time or another it’ll happen. The real promise is if the time u spent 2gether will be worth the pain in the end.
