My dear future husband,
I wander the world at days,cos in the nights it’s not safe.
Somewhere last year, on a fine night around 11.30 pm, I was at my friend’s house when I started feeling this sudden sharp…
It has been six months living in this city.
I am not special,there are thousands of me.You will find a piece of my soul,in everyone you see.There will always be other stars,mountains…
Nights are the worst,they bring a thousand little memories.
She chose it allthe path of difficulties, a dark wild forestwhere she was in charge of her life over a simple, comfortable house where…
I always believed that the future has something special for me in the love section, because it does, for everyone. Love is always…