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...
UPDATE:
3:15 EST, Saturday, July 26, 2020
I fucking hate you. The idea of your existence makes me feel disgusted with myself and any time that I spent with or around you makes me wish I could...
Dear You,
I'am praying for you tonight.
I may not know your entire name or where you exactly been living,
or where you are in this very moment and how are you now.
But poppa god does..& he...
Leyla,
Sana askitopongim diye hitap ederek girmeyi cok isterdim ama icten ice galiba aramizdaki seyler bitebilir ve rezil durumuna duserim diye korkuyorum. o yuzden daha formal baslicam. Su an 23...
Dear Joe,
I\'m writing this letter on the 13th of May 2013. Exactly one year ago from its send date. The purpose of this letter is to explain to you how much you mean to me and how much I still...