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 FutureMe,
hey, thinking about you yet again. I got in a fight because mom was mistreating Dadi and so I stepped in. But dad didn't stand up for her and she didn't stand up for herself so I...
Dear Me:
I wrote this letter at February 23, 2016, 10:52 am. I’m writing this letter for myself, for the me that will become 10 years from now.
Hi me!!! How are you doing right now?? Did you...
Miela Dovile,
rašau tau, kai už lango pučia Šiaurys, o snaigės taip užgulė langus, kad net šviesa vos pro stiklus prasiskverbia. Šiandien turiu ypač daug darbo, dovanų begalės, kaip...
labas aš.
keista rašyti laišką, kurį noriu tiesiog imti ir pamiršti parašius. tai juk taip neįprasta..
diena, kai virš aš galvos skraido piktas debesėlis. diena, kai aš ilgisi Ba, nes...