The bounded saint.
All life has an expiry date.
There are people whom should have passed on, but lingers on needlessly. Long life is a curse.
There are people whom should have been alive, but never did.
Life is a bitch.
(In memory of my two friend’s sons, my aunt, my mother, and all the dear ppl who had came in and gone out of my life.)
D’obscurite. By milkandblue
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.