Labas, Beata,
tau rašo Beata iš ateities. Ar kada nors pagalvojai, kad gali sulaukti laiško iš manęs? Turbūt dabar galvoji, kad tai žiaurus pokštas, deja, ne.
Rašau nes noriu...
happy bday crodi,
ez crodi
pce out
big man
big money
chase the bag
-abhir from past
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 mom. You're 50. You're old. - Brendan. (11/7/11)
Hi you wrote this when you were sick on November 21,2011. You were awesome and Alex and I are in love! You smoke pot and drink and party alot.



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