So...what to say? Brand new city, brand new school, brand new friends. My life here is great, even if i miss my bff and actually some of my old habits. I really have nice coleagues and some of them i can call friends...fellows... I don't have time to take pictures because I am very busy, and I'll be very busy for long time: projects, translations and so on. I'm tired and sometimes pissed off, but life goes on. This is what i chose. I hope everything will be ok
Greetings and kisses
Stefy
Here...around
Lazy
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Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young. (Sir Arthur Pinero)
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You can’t play our broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
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Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young. (Sir Arthur Pinero)
--
You can’t play our broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
--
Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young. (Sir Arthur Pinero)
--
You can’t play our broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
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You can’t play our broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
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