He saved me. Then, I should consider him my ANGEL… 。◕‿◕。



Friends are weird but unfamiliar people even weirder.
That’s why they’re called strangers.

They come and go for apparently no reason.
The fabric of fate, though, is intertwined with random threads of events.

Fact is stranger than fiction.
More than we’ll ever know.

The first time you meet a stranger again is something to look forward to.
It may be far off but it gets easier everyday.

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