Love is like the sun: no matter how much a dark cloud covers it, it never stops radiating its reflections.
The best thing I can do for my friend is to simply be his friend.
Henry David Thoreau
On the silver wedding returning to the homeland - orange blossom!
Teruko Oda
Failure and longing. far, far away from the one I love, here in this sad and cruel solitude, weighed down by the anguished longing that beats in my heart. Thinking about...
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day-to-day experiences always strengthen us, if we do not mature with difficulties, we will certainly revolt and rot
enfmag
Tired, more full of vitality for love with the comfort of several sighs full of satisfactions. The feelings were good and grew pleasantly...
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