A boy was going with his Girlfriend, a friend asked:Who is she ? . . Boy:My cousin. . . . . . . . . . . Friend smiled & said:Last year she was my cousin.
If someone would ask me what a beautiful life means, I would lean my head on your shoulder n hold u close to me n answer with a smile:
''''Like this''''
Good Relations Don''t
Need Any Promises,
Terms & Conditions
They Just Need Two
Wonderful People-
"1 Who Can Trust
And
1 Who Can
Understand That
Trust" :)
