| To the ones who feel alone, seem lost, think nobody cares, go to bed alone, cry with no shoulder, and the ones in the left field, I respect you, because I used to be you. |
True ignorance is one who argue with a skunk, a mule, or a mother.
In life, the hardness of the butter is always proportional to the softness of the bread.
| “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Philippians 4:8 |
Do not whisper into your lovers ear, rather whisper into there hearts then it will be their soul you kiss rather than there lips
