one of my friends told me this..
love is much like a wild rose,beautiful and calm,
but willing to draw blood in its defense..
the best and the beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched,
they must be felt with our heart.
and and this is love ,readers..
(jiwang moment)haha.
12.10.2009
true love?
Posted by mirazakaria at 2:38 AM
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