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...
It's all over now.
Everything is black and white.
First there was something, then there was nothing.
Goodbye Mom.
I can't wait until the day l can hug you again.
Ажабдаажба
So I\'m writing this letter around 9:30 am, February 25, 2013. I feel unwanted. I feel unloved. Why is my sister suddenly being quiet and doesnt want to talk to me? Why is she like that? Why all of...
Hello H, it's me your #1 reactor.. :) kamusta ka na dyan sa 2032.. yung agreement natin ha xD kbye kaya mo yan whatever your going through
Ps. Sana uso pa din meme dyan sa future
Love, reactor



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