Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand. hello peeps! do follow me :) tak kenal maka tak cinta.

Wednesday 7 December 2011

bosan yg boleh membunuh -,-



kau faham nie muka apa?
nie muka BOSAN -,-
apahal laa kau mcm biskut sekejap on sekejap off. thankyou btw to enciknyetnyet. HOHO
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