When I went to school made me study all these guys who wanted to understand how it made the world. The usual stuff about who I am, what I do, where am I?
Then there were the companions of the bench and also their mates, the males.
I'm not doing the same questions of the philosophers and not thought of writing books. I liked a girl and then we felt that was all.
Sometimes.
other times did not end there.
I love, and even then I did my questions about who I am, what I do, where am I? Where is she? What she is doing her?
Ah I was better of dead philosophers.
I wrote poems, poem, poesine for living. In high school I was a bit 'as my friend and
but then one night you wake up, open the fridge and discover that something has failed.
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