living by a seaside, living in a greenish garden. we all messed up in lives.
To break the dark matter in the life.
Wednesday, 16 February 2011
Take me to your heart
It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.
George Bernard Shaw
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