Once,Life is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
Once,
THere were re rumours about Earth might be the end around December 2012 in news channels ...
I was attracted towards a girl who was in my class but in another section..(for around 8months)
I decided to propose her at may be 21st of December 2012.
I can remember every little information about that incidents .
Finally at the time, come from school and firstly measure my body tempreture,above 100° ..then went to play cricket ...misfieldings emojis are not working ..otherwise it might be interesting![]()
Die today. Y wait till tomorrow..
Life is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
If tomorrow never comes, I would spend today wrapped in the warmth of My Mom, My sweet nieces, My only Friend, and her little ones , just being with the ones who matter most.
Ummm I'll go to my mom and hug her...
Will spend my time with her, so that she'll have good memories of our last moments....
I'll do sex mostly foreplay for the whole dayLife is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
I would love to spend my every second of my last time with love of lifeLife is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
If I knew tomorrow was my last day,Life is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
If I knew tomorrow was my last day,
I would first hold back my tears and quietly make funeral arrangements—without letting anyone know, not even my parents, siblings, relatives, or friends.
I would declare that I’m alone, that no one is with me.
Then, I’d transfer all my savings and property to my parents and siblings, setting a future date for it to be released to them.
I’d send them a message saying I’m rushing abroad today and switch my phone to flight mode to avoid any calls from them.
After that, I’d clean the house throughly and wash the car properly.
I’d lock the house, leave the car and hand over the keys and my lovely pet to my neighbour, asking them to pass it to my parents if they come looking for me.
Then I’d check into a hotel room and leave the contact number of the funeral service as my emergency contact.
Once inside that room, I would cry and cry a lot and recall every memory I shared with them.
And then, I would pray non stop....
Dear God,
Don’t let their tears fall for me.
Let them feel I still exist—just far away, not gone.
Let their hearts whisper, “she will be back one day,”
as I walk through time,
carrying every memory, with love in my steps...
I want them keep on smiling and happy alwys althrough in the real I m not alive..
ReallyyLife is very short Nanba.... Always be Happy
Your words don’t just touch the heart—they leave a mark on the soul. The depth of your thoughts, your quiet strength, and the selfless love you hold inside make one truly feel like thanking God for giving you such a rare and beautiful heart and mind.If I knew tomorrow was my last day,
I would first hold back my tears and quietly make funeral arrangements—without letting anyone know, not even my parents, siblings, relatives, or friends.
I would declare that I’m alone, that no one is with me.
Then, I’d transfer all my savings and property to my parents and siblings, setting a future date for it to be released to them.
I’d send them a message saying I’m rushing abroad today and switch my phone to flight mode to avoid any calls from them.
After that, I’d clean the house throughly and wash the car properly.
I’d lock the house, leave the car and hand over the keys and my lovely pet to my neighbour, asking them to pass it to my parents if they come looking for me.
Then I’d check into a hotel room and leave the contact number of the funeral service as my emergency contact.
Once inside that room, I would cry and cry a lot and recall every memory I shared with them.
And then, I would pray non stop....
Dear God,
Don’t let their tears fall for me.
Let them feel I still exist—just far away, not gone.
Let their hearts whisper, “she will be back one day,”
as I walk through time,
carrying every memory, with love in my steps...
I want them keep on smiling and happy alwys althrough in the real I m not alive..
If I knew tomorrow was my last day,
I would first hold back my tears and quietly make funeral arrangements—without letting anyone know, not even my parents, siblings, relatives, or friends.
I would declare that I’m alone, that no one is with me.
Then, I’d transfer all my savings and property to my parents and siblings, setting a future date for it to be released to them.
I’d send them a message saying I’m rushing abroad today and switch my phone to flight mode to avoid any calls from them.
After that, I’d clean the house throughly and wash the car properly.
I’d lock the house, leave the car and hand over the keys and my lovely pet to my neighbour, asking them to pass it to my parents if they come looking for me.
Then I’d check into a hotel room and leave the contact number of the funeral service as my emergency contact.
Once inside that room, I would cry and cry a lot and recall every memory I shared with them.
And then, I would pray non stop....
Dear God,
Don’t let their tears fall for me.
Let them feel I still exist—just far away, not gone.
Let their hearts whisper, “she will be back one day,”
as I walk through time,
carrying every memory, with love in my steps...
I want them keep on smiling and happy alwys althrough in the real I m not alive..