Sometimes no matter how I think i want better or think what I have is not good enough and I go out to seek something better only to find that what I orgainal had was the best. Maybe it just need some color or a little care and it seems all the better. I just didn't see the potential that it had.
It's not what you say, it's what you do. Give me a reason to beleive.
Bitter Sweet Memories
The Road to Hell is Paved with Good Intensions
Cherish everything even if you don't possess it
How many times can I break till I shatter
The door to my heart is open to you
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