Dear FutureMe,
hey, thinking about you yet again. I got in a fight because mom was mistreating Dadi and so I stepped in. But dad didn't stand up for her and she didn't stand up for herself so I...
Hey Joyce
Felicidades
I will live in New York.
I will be rich and i will have island.
I will go to university.
I will have tattoo .
I will have big house.
I will act in film.
I will have two big cars.
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...