There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more. . . Nature is beautiful,No matter what.
Chura lia hai tum ne jo dil ko, Nazar kabhi churana sanam badal k meri tum zindagani kahin badal na jaana sanam :))
I am so freaking fed up with these anonymous things,cause when you love someone this much that you start hating it and then the hatred is too intense to hate so you love them even more and you love them more everytime.You love them many times again and again that even you love what you hate.and what is left at the end? Your pieces with them,and HOPE.Both.Are useless.In this vague world.to you.Because it is fake.But,thats how it goes. So,please apna tharak bacha k rakhain.aur nahi bachana tou kisi aur ko dikhaeyin.Agar tharak hai tou untick kar k ayein. Nahi hai toh bhaag jaeyin.Your questions are not entertaining. Pliss -_-
Hahahahha, yes tu aisay bola hai jaisay bf hona barhe fakhar ki baat hai. Shame-shame, kasmay, mai tumhara hero hoon aur bf rakha hua hai pata nahi kisay.