We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
I luk upon lyf as a
book & d ppl I luv r lyk
Rosepetals kept b/w d
pages
Ech tym I turn a pg of
my lyf
I find a Rosepetal
reminding me of my
beutiful memoriz (:
Diamond cannot be polished without friction ,
Gold cannot be purified without fire,
Good people go through trials but
That experience make their life Better not Bitter"
Cell Phones Can B Irritating Sometimes.
U Always Hve To Reload, Recharge Evry Nw
& Thn
Msgz r Delayd. Ntwrk Jam
Bt
Dere''s 1 Thing I Luv Abt It
It Connects Me To U (:
A Smile Stadts On Lips . . . A Grin Spread To Eyes . . . A Cuckle Comes From The Belly . . . But A Good Laugh Bursts Forth From The Soul. . . Overflows & Bubbles All Arround :)
