Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
When hearts disfigure
Monday, July 06, 2009, 11:16 PM
Hurtful words, hasty decisions. Why are we humans not tired of fighting, but are often tired of living? And when love is lost, you'll hope it comes back again. Complicated? Much.
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When hearts disfigure
Monday, July 06, 2009, 11:16 PM
Hurtful words, hasty decisions. Why are we humans not tired of fighting, but are often tired of living? And when love is lost, you'll hope it comes back again. Complicated? Much.