Life is a waste

Life is a waste
Life is a waste of time, time is a waste of life, so my friend stay wasted all the time, and have the time of your life!
  

Jan, 13 2012     120 chars (1 sms)     966 views       Friendship

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A friend is like a book that has to be read to appreciate its beauty. As such, you're one of the finest books ever written. How i wish you could be reprinted..
there is a golden bridge called frndship thats spans the river of time and links out hearts together event if we walks separate roads of life
You have known me in Good and bad times , You have seen me When i was happy and when i was sad, You have watched me laugh and cry, Thank you for believing in me, For supporting me , And for always being there , Thank you for being A PERFECT FRIE
A daily thought…A silent tear… A daily thought…A silent tear… A Constant wish that u r near… Words are few but thoughts r deep… Memories of our frenship i’ll always keep!!
I believe dat God created me 2 b ur friend. He picked me out from al d rest b'coz he knows 'I am d BEST' Now dont argue wid God
I must have been born under a lucky star , to find a friend as nice as you are. I will follow the rainbow to the end , if you promise to remain my friend !!!
Mere Sugar se mithe.. Milk se gore.. Aasman se unche.. Pataal se gehre.. Barf se thhande.. Aag se garam, AurSabse "BESHARAM" dost Kabhi to msg kiya kar..
On the shore of life, friends are like waves… They come and go but they touch in such a way that a feeling of closness always remains there…
I may not be the “Perfect Friend.” That u r looking 4. not even the best. Among them all but surely I’m a friend who always cares for u.
FRNDS R LYK SMELL OF CIGARETES WHICH STAY IN FINGERTIP FOR SHORT TIME,BUT TRUE FRNDS R LYK NICOTINES IN CIGARETES WHICH STAY IN HEART TILL DEATH
Friendship is not a game to play, It is not a word to say, It doesn't start on March and ends on May, It is tomorrow, yesterday, today and everyday
When one door of happiness closes,another opens;but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us