You like paper plane, when tou has fly high, you come to bottom, break and lost to nowhere

Hope is never can be made to definition, many ways to interpret hope and anyone has to themselves

Love come from eyes

I like you

Sometimes we just need a hug, not just direction

No one always need description, they need an explanation and reason before doing something

Never wanted to be like this, but, whatever, I have just to follow the built in path from god

I've made this with my heart, I cry a lot with it