Saturday, December 1, 2012

It's crazy sometimes to stop and to think about all those million dreams I dreamt when I was a kid.
Being a writer was one of those wild dreams, yet, I never got time to live the dream. Sometimes I curse myself for being lazy, I have so much going on in my head yet I always found little time to do what I really loved.

As you grow older, you tend to understand many things like,  people really don't become one of the stars in the sky, they die and that the world you think is a happy place can become hell sometimes.

 There are so many things you wish you can change to save the world from hunger and war.One step of kindness is needed from everyone to make a difference to make our mother earth, a happy place to live in.

2 comments:

  1. nice blog dea...^^ keep posting and add me as wel ^^ mywangkal.blogspot.com

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  2. Thnks dea...new 2 al dis..hw did we add frns?????? :P :P :P

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