The social network.

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The social network.

Yesterday I saw my mother writing to a diary. She has a pile of them in her cupboard and she gets really mad if we touch them. The 80s child ❤ but the kids today have a new place to write their feeling down, Facebook. And mind you, they get really mad if nobody reads. […]

My bleeding love

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My bleeding love

When the day would start I would wake with a broken heart When the nights will fall I will hug your favourite shawl When the eyebrows will raise I will close my eye and miss the good days When the lips will sympathize I would try to hold the tears in my eyes I won’t […]