People never know how special someone is until they leave, but maybe sometimes its important to leave, so they are given that chance to see how special that someone really is.
Treat life as the sea,your herat as seashore,friends like the waves,it never matters how many waves are there,what matters is which one touchs the seashore.i hope i’m first stone who touched the seashore
Don’t u ever wonder y people txt u but hv nothing imp to say! It’s 4 the simple reason… u r such a nice person 2 think of, like the way I’m thinking of u now
