Does anybody know how many times I wanted to give up? Does anyone know what made me go on?:-<
She doesn’t even know me! I’m just a complete stranger to my mother… Or.. not exactly.. all she sees when she looks at me is HIM. The only thing that makes me want to do something with my life is that I’m exactly like YOU. I feel that doing something who would have made you proud will make me feel better. I have so many moments when I feel that somehow, you live through me. That’s some heavy thing to know… but somehow, it keeps me from giving up.
“Să-ți trăiești viața.. îi datorezi măcar o incercare…”














Heeei!
Asta e nou:x
Si chiar nu mai scrisesei de mult>:)
Si, chiar daca am fost nevoita sa folosesc Gugâl translate pentru a intelege ceva..Tot mi-a placut foarte mult:X
imi cer scuze pt engleza… dar mi-e usor sa scriu asa:)) in ultimul tp am avut de facut ft multe eseuri in engleza, si m-am obisnuit asa…:”>
oricum, ma bucur ca-ti place:*>:D<
Hy! Tot eu, Geo
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