For a thousand times, I miss when we were together.
It’s less important to have more friends but more important to have the real ones :’) I REALLY MISS YOU
How times changes and flies so fast? How times can make people so different? HOW TIMES, PEOPLES, CHANGED?
One word, WHY?
For a thousand times, I miss when we were together.
We used to spend too much time together. You’d be a shoes and I’d be the laces, or you’re the straw to my berry.
For a thousand times, I miss when we were together.
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