
carrots
Friday, April 16, 2010 |12:45 AM
Every carrot has it's own hole to match it's shape.
Same applies to love.
One's love can only find one other love to match it.
When one finds it,
It will always belong to oneself.
Because there's no same carrot in the whole world.
btw
call me a biatch or what.
I don't give a DAMN.
just feeling bitchy. blueks.
