Treasure Island

djabir yaya


who can care about friends?


Who really care about friends?

People care about their friends, some can change difficulty into a smile.


Some people can Understand you better than other. People will never gonna share your secret to other,


because they care about you. You are that kind of a jewel to some people,


people can give you all their love to hold.



People always near, when you need them, all you have to do is just call them.



People are always here to help you.



It doesn't matter what struggle you have, It doesn't matter where they are, it doesn't matter when,



when you need them just call them, for me, I was born just to be friends with people and other.



Just think that people are in your universe of obligation and you too.

Submitted: Saturday, March 13, 2010
Edited: Saturday, April 03, 2010

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