It's nothing to be alarmed about, friends. It was a simple blow to the foot, material things are the least important thing. a hug imaginary friends
with the language they want to force us. «to believe» that the sin of the man is odiar.pero really is love
not to distinguish the complicated of the simple thing, the good thing of the bad thing. why??? who defines that it is good and that not... I grew believing that the "green" is green but they all know that I am daltonic. it is better to live like that. without being able to distinguish the complicated of the simple thing
if I have the pleasure of enjoying a coffee rate with some melodies of Eric Clapton and smoking a joint, which I ask the most of life. I'm sorry I'm humble
if anyone asks you. because the sun comes and goes. Say. because in this life there is no good if there is no evil. :* kiss
for a cold day there's nothing more delicious than a hug from someone loved. for a cold day there is nothing more delicious than an interesting conversation, for a cold day there is nothing more delicious than a sweet company. when there's a cold day I don't have any of that but it comforts me to know that I have a coffee and my poetry
**take care of the steps you will climb, because by the same steps you will descend we get older by cowardice more than the years. pitifully the years just wrinkle our skin
it's fun to find people who are passionate about poetry, someday I'll find someone in flirt??? ... who is a lover of poetry and is a hot man at the same time. it would be interesting
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