Isn’t life so exhausting? The people, the talking, all those fake smiles produced just to make someone you don’t even care about happy. Sometimes I just want to get up and leave everything and everyone behind. Start a new… Continue Reading →
It’s two in the morning The end of winter, I’m writing to you now to tell you That this year your garden won’t bloom The scent of your roses will no longer fill me with joy When I come home… Continue Reading →
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