"Draga jurnal"
-pentru ca asta esti-
Azi sunt trista si nu am chef de nimic.
Vreau sa zbor pana la tine.Sa ma uit de pe geam la tine si sa vad macar un zambet.
Sa stiu ca nu am distrus chiar tot.
As vrea sa ma descarc....
Da, dar nu prea.
Ma plimbam azi prin magazin si ma uitam la chestii de iarna si ma gandeam cat de mult vreau sa ninga.
Vreau sa fie zapaaadaaaa mareeeee si sa merg in Poiana.
Si de aici incepe totul...
Baby, I wanna see you smiling every day.
Tot ce vreau e sa te vad fericit.
Despre mine
- A.
- Vienna, Austria
- I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
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