The fire of friendship warms the wounded hearts of friends, illuminates the direction of the lost, dispels the clouds in the hearts of lonely people, and ignites new hopes of losers.
When a girl tells you about her troubles, it's not complaining, it's her trust in you. Because no woman wants to talk nonsense with a man she doesn't like.
Love is like a pair of socks. The more unpleasant the socks look, the more likely they will always be with you. The more beautiful the socks they like, the less one they will always be.