Dear Andrew,
You wrote this letter sitting from your Clyde & Co desk on August 15th 2012 at 8:58am.
You will hopefully be reading this on your 21st birthday. Here is trusting that everything...
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...
Happy birthday :) :) :) !!!
Письмо будущему мне, от меня из прошлого
06.01.2024
Ночь. Сегодняшний я. Мне 28 лет. Сейчас сижу в селе Ни******чи....
Hello myself. As you know, today is Valentine's Day. Chances are you're a lonely bastard today and you're feeling like shit. SOOOOO here I am, trying to cheer you up with this wonderful letter!!!!!...