Hey you, me?
At the time of writing this “we’re” 16, and right now it’s 3am, the Saturday after starting college. I bet you’ll still remember how horrible the first day was, but by the...
Dear son,
I am writing this letter to thank God because you are part of my life. When you were born I became a happier person. God is being good to me. When I look to the past, I feel really...
Привеееет!!
Хорошо закончила школу???? Смогла сделать свою игру??
Может наконец то купила электрогитару?? Или...
hey chudail,
tu insaan nhi h...
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...