Love is always bestowed as a gift – freely, willingly and without expectation. We don’t love to be loved; we love to love.
I can do it. Everyone needs to grow and be matured mentally, physically and emotionally isn’t it? Just face it. And smile when you are facing it.
Maths makes me angry. Maths makes me cry. Maths makes me laugh at the same time.
I used to love you so much. But you have become more and more INSENSIBLE.>