тебе каждый год писать чтоб учиться начал?
dear future me,
Ther are times where I want to kill me, just like my mothers want me to die, but I try to hold it off to the very end, thinking maybe things will get better, let me give it some...
Хей хо! Кулик, ну ты как? У тебя завтра День рождения... И с кем ты его празднуешь? С родителями, с пандой и...
Dear Val,
I am writing to you, because there is no other way to say what is to be said. And more of a question is - is there anything to be said? We were not given a lot of time, eight months...
Good Morning! It's your birthday... remember you ten years ago? I love Ryan so much, the way he smiles and his eye still with the shimmers of the innocence of a child... I hope you still love him...



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