My most beloved uncle is dying. And I am seeing it with my own eyes.
If ghosts were real they'd probably have something better to do besides haunting empty houses. (When I was younger I wanted to be a ghost to pick...
I fail to see why is pathetic to miss someone you like that much. Actually I even comply with your upset state.
I contacted an agency to send a poetry submission. They said they didn't have any poets, but I was welcomed to send them a submission. While...
Maybe he was just lucky.
Absolutely nothing, he logs on his FB account only once per week.
I tried researching it in three languages. Ironically I got directed to this thread.
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