Saturday, May 7, 2011

My promises.


That’s  my promises.

Lesson:
Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from the inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.



Lotsa love; ainnB
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