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...
dear future me,
Ther are times where I want to kill me, just like my mothers want me to die, but I try to hold it off to the very end, thinking maybe things will get better, let me give it some...
Привет! Сейчас у меня очень много планов и я надеюсь, что все сбудется. Все будет замечательно и я в это верю!...
FEEL GOOD LAUGH SMILE TAKE ADVICE START YOUTUBE DO NOT BE SCARED NOW GO TO THIS WEB SITE IF YOU ARE SAD.
http://www.itgetsbetter.org/
Ar tai jau atėjo...? Ar pajutai...? Kodėl taip, o ne kitaip...?
Tai juk taip nuostabu...!
Kas aš...? Kas mes...?
Prisimink viską kas yra geriausia, neužmiršk, nepalik, nepabėk......



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