It wont stop cry,
Thats what they say,
I wonder,
When will it stop?
What should we do?
Who shall we blame?
We are the one,
Destroying our own future,
A drop of rain,
Fall down to my shoulder,
I look up and say,
It is the tears of mothernature.

It''s not by who you are .....its by what u do that make you who you are

Goodmorning starshine,
the earth says hello!

Save the world,
(we may need it later)

U dnt need a boyfriend u need a bestfriend but I got both..hehehe

The hunt is the most sacred concept in the pack; When the senses all meet at a single peak, letting forth a glorious lust for unity in order to obtain one objective; Supper.

I love the way it rains, then no one can see my tears

Everybody is obliged to contribute in the preservation of mother earth ..

What you are is God's gift to you, what you make of yourself is your gift to God

Collectively, they are all for individualism and they will enforce this as a collective so that individualism thrives.