Sometimes the world gives me so many reasons to hate it but whenever it happens I just stop and think of you and say: How can I hate this world when you are a part of it
Once a five year old asked her big brother, What is love? He replied, Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack everyday, and I still keep it in the same place!
Sometimes the world gives me so many reasons to hate it but whenever it happens I just stop and think of you and say: How can I hate this world when you are a part of it
Once a five year old asked her big brother, What is love? He replied, Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack everyday, and I still keep it in the same place!
Sometimes the world gives me so many reasons to hate it but whenever it happens I just stop and think of you and say: How can I hate this world when you are a part of it