Dear you...
I don’t even know where to begin. There are so many things I wish I could say, and maybe I’m writing this more for me than for you — but still, here it is.
I miss you. I...
How ironic is it to hate someone and still miss her
Hi. This is weird. Like always. Saulė. Šalta. Spalvos. Pilka. Muzika. Nostalgija. Nuovargis. Annoyence. Pain. Emptyness. Klausimas. I'm so unsure. I want to do things right. They don't work. 5...
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Sveika Inga,
Rašau iš praeities 2012-10-09. Tikriausiai neprisiminsi manęs, kai rašei sau laiška? Šiandien tau sukanka 18 metų, tikiuosi tu dar gyva ir gyveni tuose pačiuose namuose. Gal...



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