Kissing is the best practice

Kissing is the best practice
Kissing is the best practice for lips,it keeps the lips
wet
soft
flexible
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pink
so always
kiss
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Sweet Children
  

Mar, 03 2011     125 chars (1 sms)     2796 views       Decent

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I Asked :
My Heart Is So Small,
How Can YOU Such
Great Sorrows In It ... ??

GOD Replied:
Your Eyes Are Even
Smaller, Yet They
Behold The World .. :)
If I Could Reach Up And Hold A Star For EveryTime You Made Me Smile. . .
I Would Have The Whole Night Sky In The Palm Of My Hand. . .
It is of practical value to learn to like yourself. Since you must spend so much time with yourself you might as well get some satisfaction out of the relationship.
Millions Of Greetings!

Thousands Of Colors!

Hundred Of Wishes!

Kg''s Of Sweets!

Lots Of Smiles!

Thats''s Wat I Ask God

2 Giv U Throuout This Day.
Two Aspects Of Life

If V Become Too Sentimental,
It Is Too Hard To Lead Life


If V Become Too Practical,
Its Too Tough To Respect Relation
Sab Kuch Bhoola Kar Tenha Reh Gaya,
Sab Kuch Loota Kar Tenha Reh Gaya Phir
Dukhnay Lagay Zakhm Judaai K In Ko Sooola Kar Tenha Reh Gaya.
Sometimes you have to stop caring because you may care too much for someone who doesn't care about you. It's not pride; it's self-respect.
You Can Be :
A Doctor And Save Lives,
A Lawyer And Defend Lives,
A Soldier And Protect Lives,
Or Simply Be YOURSELF,
A SWEETHEART Who Touches Life…
Most of the things we desire are EXPENSIVE.
But the truth is -
The things that really satisfy us are FREE:-

Love,
Joy,
Laughter
You can fool all of the people all of the time if the advertising is right and the budget is big enough
Most irritating and ann0ying moment:


You're getting bored and no messages, not even a
single text. . . !



Suddenly your cell rings,
you rush t0wards it to watch who finally texted !


You pick your cell with excitement and see a text
from
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Service Cente
When Will People Understand

That

Words Can Cut As Sharply As Any Blade

&

That

Those Cuts Leave Scars Upon Our Souls . . .