My love I met one winter day
She changed my life, forever I say
She came down those steps and gazed around
Only to see a goof with a ceiling crown
Our eyes they met from across the way
Who...
Dear FutureMe,
By the time you're reading this, you're 18 and grown. And adult, sounded fun when you were 8 but now? Not as much as before. Sultan. I hope you're doing well. After all you and I...
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...
What would the kid you once were think about the adult you now are?
ciao sofi, come stiamo? l'esame lo stiamo facendo? tu non ti ricordi di me di ora sicuro perchè chissà quante cose abbiamo per la testa hahahaha. Comunque a Dublino come è andata ho una paura...



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