A Broken Star Asked Me To Choose A Million Dollars & A Nice Friend.
It Took Me A Second In Choosing Million Dollars. Why? Bcoz I Already Have You . . . . . ;->
Some friends are like a Flower. and when they finally bloom they wilt away in just one day and some times just by noon. Some friends are like a cloudy day and when the sun's in sight. it gets blocked by the grayest cloud