Some say that brushing past someone is the result of five hundred glances exchanged in a past life;
Some say that fate is something called destiny arranging things for us;
Some say that coincidences exist to make accidents happen;
Some say that rules are made to be broken;
Some say that pain cannot always be healed by time.
Why don't you write anymore... Have you given up like me? ... Don't...
Come on... I'll help you open it!!!