Did you have a fun new year.
My love I met one winter day
She changed my life, forever I say
She came down those steps and gazed around
Only to see a goof with a ceiling crown
Our eyes they met from across the way
Who...
Just a poem with potential for rejuvenation:
You start dying slowly – By Pablo Neruda
You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds...
Please give me a sign na i should stop na
fuck you brenden. and all you bitches who talk shit.



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