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
A bond of love, A medal of trust. A shoulder in sadness, A hand in darkness. A special relation to hold, An ear where secrets can be told. An appreciator for encouragement,
How 2 grow friendship? pick a good heart, plant in a pot of trust, water with good thoughts, add some emotions and faith, remove the misunderstanding and nourish it.
i cant txt u roses or fax u my heart.id email u kisses but wed stil b apart.i luv u 2 pieces n just wish ud c dat i care 4 u so much coz u mean da world 2 me.
