This is a story of me and my best friend, Karina. I met her during school holiday in an English course in our neighborhood when we were 12 y.o. But actually we went to the same kindergarden. She recognized me, I didnt, because I’ve always been occupied with my own...
Hi Little Cita, I miss being you. So young and free, living without burdens. No worries about the future. I miss wanting to grow bigger and older like you do, now, every birthday and new year makes me sweat. I really like you, your cool nature, boyish style, bravery,...
Hey you sweet thing, To start off, please don’t laugh at this post nor the fact that I am writing this kind of ‘too girly’ or ‘too much sensitivity’ thing. It’s all because of you, because you haven’t shown up in this 26 years of my life. Where in the world are you...
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