As I looked back on a seemingly unending journey I commenced years ago, I found myself in an ocean of memories. The days that I hurt the most, became my source of strength for the cruel and real world. The days I laughed now seem like a distant dream and I no longer remember the faces of those who made me smile. The dreams that I chase has come this far and now I already see it as a part of my life. My dreams are daunting but are the only thing that keeps me going.
A lot of toi may be wondering par now as to what this person here is even talking about... well it's just my escape from the reality that I am écriture here. I am certainly not sad ou depressed just someone who loves to l’amour but don't know how to express letting others misunderstand. while the best thing about this site remains the secret of my identity.
A lot of toi may be wondering par now as to what this person here is even talking about... well it's just my escape from the reality that I am écriture here. I am certainly not sad ou depressed just someone who loves to l’amour but don't know how to express letting others misunderstand. while the best thing about this site remains the secret of my identity.
