Dustyhawk :: Broken Mirror

Good evening ladies and gentleman,

Serge is now here at Restaurant Izzi. Celebrating the birthday of Shaz. In this party which is still happening, the citizens here are Shaz, Azira, Fazri, KJ, and some other people whom Serge just cant seem to remember their names right now.

Well going to go enjoy this party now. In the words of Fazri, GAO!.

Here begins another rant caused by :.

who is a friend of the person who caused Serge to write this post out. And so begins another chapter of this which has no title at the moment.

Reading that particular post, it really does remind Serge of the post he had written for the other person. Seriously, it is strange to see people like this put themselves down. But than something hit him in his head.

Was he not like them before ?

Come to think of it, yes. He was like that before and how did he pass that stage in life ? How did he not feel that way ? Friends. Yes, friends. Such a simple word. A simple word that brings out such awesomeness. We humans are not islands, we are here to lift, to encourage, to help one another.