I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; beside the lake, beneath the trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
~Wordsworth,William~
Friday 16 April 2010
an emo bee zee body
everybody has the right to his / her own secrecy and privacy.
deep emotions are purely for people close to you.
don’t be such a busybody from the beginning & being emotional later on when the truth surfaces…
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