hi. cyborg.
I’m just a normal person.
Living in South Tirol.
My dream was to become a movie director.
But these days, I am very sad because of my dream.
hi. cyborg.
I’m just a normal person.
Living in South Tirol.
My dream was to become a movie director.
But these days, I am very sad because of my dream.
Recent discoveries:
on girl in other brown while side the bit to beating her
the the the
I drown this hen, the ball drops and returns my truth to know
five … a little like I of ground
little watching heart I
Lue sat alone. She watched the dark street below through the window, but nothing moved. If she stopped blinking the world slowly moved out of focus till she only could see herself in the window’s reflection. She despised this image and yet she couldn’t move. A deep melancholia raged through her body without any plan or origin.
this is all about you happy people
living that life to the fullest
there is nothing better,
than you
the lucky few
yeah, oh, yeah
Lue woke up and reached for her mobile. He wrote her again. The lines simply said: I love your work. She answered with a smile and got up.
Their correspondence began a few weeks ago with a similar comment of his. Lue had answered without thinking and he locked on to her and didn’t let go. At first, she didn’t reply, but that couldn’t discourage him. The comments came daily, even more, if she actually answered. And she did. Somehow she felt less alone with him.
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