February 2012
86 posts
everything is meaningless
santanaaaaaaaaaa to soothe the soul
w.b. yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
searching searching searching everything is your choice
where do i find a man like my father
dad: Hi ddal,
I hope your day is going great!
Thank you for your V-day card and kind words.
It made my day and I am really proud of you. =)
You have a Happy Valentine’s day and we love you so so much too. =)
me: only you abba! hahah
dad: One more for you, ddal. You are HIS Valentine forever. Haha.
romans 5:3-5
suffering produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us
