Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
Originally Posted by somebody
Seriously you would have laughed they are like a pinoy disney chav totally harmless and sneaking about not because of their Police or marshalls but more like they worried they see a Tita, or one of their Mums friendsI saw a load of them today outside the train station,the guys were bigging it up at one side,and their "women" formed a little group at the other
