Whenever I look at my palm, I wonder which of those tiny cute crisscross lines made me so lucky to have a sweet and nice friend like you. Good Morning!
A good friend is like a computer. He enters into our life, Saves itself in our heart, Formats all our troubles, And never deletes itself from our life!
Whenever I look at my palm, I wonder which of those tiny cute crisscross lines made me so lucky to have a sweet and nice friend like you. Good Morning!
A good friend is like a computer. He enters into our life, Saves itself in our heart, Formats all our troubles, And never deletes itself from our life!
