I used to believe…
that every thing was in black/whit in the old days , and i never would grown up and my mum always was gonna be the same age , but i cried when i founded out that i had failed, because then i understand that my mom would die a day
I used to believe…
that every thing was in black/whit in the old days , and i never would grown up and my mum always was gonna be the same age , but i cried when i founded out that i had failed, because then i understand that my mom would die a day

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