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.
A friend went back last year for a holiday to see the family and had the usual break in Boracay for the week, and spent nearly a month over in the Philippines, its been a good few years since they went last time.
It was not the same as before she claims, everything is so expensive and it just does not feel the same.
Maybe too accustomed to the British way of living now.
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