She's not that good in expressing herself in front of people..... introvert she is But no one can ever express better than her on paper.... She opens her heart mostly at night... Because she's afraid to share her feelings with anyone when the sky is bright.... She's quiet just like the lake... And flawless in all her flaws.... She's as pure as the snow... And as transparent as the water...
because it's like a shooting star on the ride and even if it falls it made a wish come true last night..... this is the beauty of a kind heart, it stays kind, also when it hurts inside.....
рдЖрдк рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЧрд▓рддрд┐рдпрд╛рдБ рдЪреБрдирддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ, рдЧрд▓рддрд┐рдпрд╛рдБ рдЖрдкрдХреЛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдЪреБрдирддреА, рдЖрдк рджрд░реНрдж рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рднреА рджрд░реНрдж рдореЗрдВ рд░рд╣рдирд╛ рдЪреБрдирддреЗ рд╣реИрдВ... while waving a buy to pain ask yourself are you really letting it go? рдХреНрдпреЛрдВрдХрд┐ рдореБрдЭреЗ рд▓рдЧрддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ we get used to things that hurts us and let them use us more not because i enjoy it but because we keep wondering why me why?