I am writing this on the 7th December 2011.
It's nearly Christmas - and you're pretty excited.
Tonight your belly is hurting from a sneaky McDonalds. Poor you, I hope by the time you're reading...
Dear me....
In the future I will be rich, I will have a black lamborghini, I will work as a banker and I will have a beautiful and very good husband. I will leave in a big house on three flats....
Labas mama, sendien yra 2011 metu rugsejo 28 diena. Rasau tau laiska i ateiti nes manau kad tikrai tave nudziuginsiu. Man sendien yra 15 metu oras kaip ir turi buti rudeni sendien buvau grybaut....
Sono il creatore dei miei sogni
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...



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