He was the school rowdy,She was the fun cutie,He never missed a chance to mess with her, express his hate towards her,Even she was clueless of all his fights so continued her yelling,He would disrespect her everytime but when she would sit at the other side, he would silently bring her bag for her to sit right ahead of him……Their fights continued till the last day of school never did she know, he loved her more than anything❤

Breakfast at my House

During the week we’re often walking out the door with a coffee in one hand and slice of toast in the other, but on weekends breakfast is never rushed. It’s a late affair, sometimes spilling over to lunch, with lots of reading and chatter in between courses of fruits, poached eggs, honey and toast. One of our favorite things we like to serve when friends are visiting are buckwheat blueberry pancakes.

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