08.12.06
wondering soul
dear diary, how long will i live? no one can answer yet i keep on asking…
what really is the essence of life? people live, people die….
some things are meant to be remembered, others to be forgotten.
dear diary, how long will i live? no one can answer yet i keep on asking…
what really is the essence of life? people live, people die….
Twenty minutes to go and it’s class time… i don’t know what to write here; i just want to…
all i know is that i wanna go home so i can type my project for filione… and i wanna have a good sleep…
How does it feel like to be an eighteen-year-old?
….wish i were younger…
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