Tryst Forever. πŸ’


Destiny destined and conspired us to meet,
Filling till the brim of our souls need.
Mirthfully our hearts freed themselves from their own bane,
As we fall in love, time and again.


41 thoughts on “Tryst Forever. πŸ’

  1. Apa quiii, jo ja em pensava que avui farieu caaAnma.pvui és festa a Manresa i veig que molts bloggers Manresans no escriuen avui. Jo treballo a St. Fruitós i no em toca fer festa, quina enveja πŸ˜₯


      1. now I really thank to god..i didn’t fall in love because I have acrophobia… I knw..I’ve cracked this joke twice..but…really In my opinion …love makes us do stupid things…not only love but crush nd infatuation too


          1. when I was born…I was fall in love with a immediate baby…just like a movie Khushi..remember Kareena Kapoor nd Fardeen Khan..the only difference was. nurse put mirror infront of me…so conclusion is..once a wise told that ONE SHOULD LOVE ONESELF ND BE THE STUPIDEST PERSON ND DO THE STUPIDEST THING IN LIFE EVER


                    1. internet wasn’t found in 16th to 18th century.. that’s why Romeo and Juliet died..if they ever born in internet era..they must have found another boyfriend or girlfriend


      1. 14 aprile 2008 Ciao ragazzi, sono un ragazzo di 28 anni di Roma. Sono felice di avere scoperto il vostro &#20&2;frizzante2#8821; blog visto che ho in mente di partire a breve per la spagna e madrid è in cima alla mia lista delle città candidate. Ho una domanda per chi è già li: visto che all’inizio ci si deve accontentare del lavoro che si trova, si riesce a vivere con i primi stipendi, visti anche i costi degli appartamenti??? Ciao a tutti e a presto!


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