When was it I realized that, on this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own? Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.
ruth Contrerasciteerde uit4 jaar geleden
No matter what, I want to continue living with the awareness that I will die. Without that, I am not alive
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: Will it happen again?
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When we were in each other’s arms, I knew something that was beyond words. It was the mystery of being close to someone who is not family.
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As it turns out, it was love.
Noemi Serraldeciteerde uit2 jaar geleden
Growth and the overcoming of obstacles are inscribed on a person’s soul.
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When was it I realized that, on this truly dark and solitary path we all walk, the only way we can light is our own?
Xoch Rodríguez Q.citeerde uit5 jaar geleden
this world there is no place for sadness. No place; not one.
Naomi Sotelociteerde uit5 jaar geleden
Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.
Andrea Poulainciteerde uit6 jaar geleden
When I’m dead worn out, in a reverie, I often think that when it comes time to die, I want to breathe my last in a kitchen.