No soft-skinned, lace-covered, dandified profligate would ever take this house and make it his. Ever.

And I know I said earlier that he was perfect but he wasn’t perfect, far from it; he could be silly and vain and remote and often cruel and still we loved him, in spite of, because.

It doesn't matter what you are. It matters how you look.

She is a vine who desires to always be intertwined with her counterpart , she bears heaviest fruits for him and make them shine. She holds his hand to the end encouraging him to keep improving in any trend. That's woman. Do respect her.

Written By Sabeena azeem.

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