16 August

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it always rains hardest on the people who deserves the sun»
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"The world was a terrible place, cruel, pitiless, dark as a bad dream. Not a good place to live. Only in books could you find pity, comfort, happiness - and love. Books loved anyone who opened them, they gave you security and friendship and didn’t ask anything in return; they never went away, never, not even when you treated them badly."

— Cornelia Funke
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"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there."

— Bob Marley
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daaaad, please take me home.
i miss my friends, my bed and shower. (especially shower. you, guys, just can't imagine how it's to take shower once a week! i feel myself like a piglet :c oh yea. by the way, yesterday while we were talking, we dreamed how will my daughter Lola looks like. unfortunately, she will have mustache and hairy chest. but it's not the end of our imagination! we invented Пидрачок. do you remember Piglet - the friend of Winnie the Pooh's? Пидрачок is the copy of Piglet, but he is violent and ugly. Yeah. )
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