The great men in our lives who we knew were people who knew defeat, known suffering, known difficulties, and knew a loss, but at the same time they knew the way they handle all that.
I'm not one of the angels of love I do not have the light of something I do not have a magic wand to Ojbarak to love a man, but I do not have a slender sense of what is owned by someone else than money or prestige, but I own a heart if it splattered into millions of pieces of each piece screamed love...♥♥
This is the era of Sorrows .. If you like you're crazy .. and if you hated man .. Love him two names either devotion or oblivion .. or that you love and humiliated.
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