Should you get to know them? When fools live in a premise of optimistic tomorrows then the glass is always broken not half full or half empty. Smokin hot and svelte silk cradles buoyancy in your teabag eyes. You live in genuine ignorant bliss without even trying. Crying and wailing to know how can such level be attained.
Sorrow should be distributed equally just like joy is. Coy smiles can get you into trouble never thought possible. Possibly