To Hania!
I'm writing this letter in a year that has been trying in the most unexpected of ways. Facing a pandemic, a shitty college, loads of assignments, presentations, exams, feeling light...
yo mother fucker you open that bar yet.
Today is 30 July 2020
Its 1:48 am
2020 has been very strange year by far
I couldn’t say wether I like it or not, I had the gut feeling that 2020 was my year but I was wrong
It is the year...
Моя дорогая Марина я пишу тебе письмо в будушее , как посоветовала Ксения Павловна в письме в тайного Санты ....
ECHALE GANAS A LA VIDA, PORQUE AL FINAL DE CUENTAS DEPENDERÁ DE TI MISMO



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