lips were at my ears while you breathed the stories of mine
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Ignore him/her. If he/she called you kangaroo, would you grow a pouch and start hopping? It sounds like a child play. But if we think about it, how many times had us struggled because we allowed others to define us.
Ignore him/her. If he/she called you kangaroo, would you grow a pouch and start hopping? It sounds like a child play. But if we think about it, how many times had us struggled because we allowed others to define us.
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