Love is a telephone which is seldom program-controlled or directly dialed. You cannot get an immediate answer by a mere "hello", let alone go deep into your lover'
ed hardy clothess heart by one call. Usually it had to be relayed by an operator, and you have to be patient i
ed hardy clothingn waiting. Destiny is the operator of this phone, who is always irresponsible and fond of laying practical jokes to which she may make you a lifelong victim intentionally or unintentionally.
Love is a telephone which is always busy, When you are ready to die for love, you only find, to your disappointment, the line is already occupied by someone else, a
ed hardynd you are greeted only by a busy line. This is an eternal regret handed down from generation to generation and you are only one of those who languish for followers.