If it is meant to be, we’ll meet again. But that’s just it. There are people who are meant to meet. There are people who are meant to meet again. In the same place where they first met, with just a pure chance or stroke of luck. Even the sun and moon meet sometimes.
Why do you keep trying? To be better than everyone? To prove people wrong, that you can do better than what they think? To achieve a goal that nobody has ever done and maybe have your name listed on Guinness? I am also a human-being, entitled to feel those different emotions that you feel; struggle
How is it possible that when people tell us their stories, it is easier for us to tell them what to do? But when we were faced with exactly the same situation, we are dumb-founded? How is it possible that we think there were more couples around when you were single than when you were
Ever watched a love flick or sweet flick movie not ever feeling all choked up? Or feeling like a princess who’s gonna some day have her happily ever after with her prince? And every time I watched those lovestruck movies I would feel all mushy and choked up with emotion, that it would take me
She does not talk to you. She does not tell you her troubles. She doesn’t feel like sharing what her day was like. Sometimes you’d think that maybe it’s that time of the month again. Sometimes you’d think, “There she goes again…” as if she’s having episodes. You let out a big sigh and a