PEOPLE WILL ALWAYS THROW STONES IN UR PATH,
IT DEPENDS UPON U WHAT DO U MAKE FROM IT;
A WALL
OR
A BRIDGE--------
ITS ALL UR MIND SET TOWARDS UR VISION.
Boy asked a girl:Why do you love Rose,which dies in a day ? Why don't you love me,who dies for you everyday ? . . Girl replied: . . . . . . Oye Hoye...Angreziiii.....
I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
