‘What are you going to be when you grow up?’ and then you’d have to draw a picture of it. I drew a picture of myself as a bride.
‘What are you going to be when you grow up?’ and then you’d have to draw a picture of it. I drew a picture of myself as a bride.
Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear. Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy, and, most easily of all, the gate of fear. Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness, of hatred, of jealousy.