Welcome to the moor of my mind, to the bog of my mood. In this place you'll find reflections in a shattered mirror, shadows in an autumnal day, changing dark clouds in my mind's nocturnal sky. This place is such a stuff as dreams and nightmares are made on, a journey record which gives shape to a different world. Welcome to my world.
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Wednesday, 14 January 2015
A relationship is over when...
A relationship is really over when... ...you don't find her hair on your clothes anymore, ...you stop receiving her magazines at your address, ...and you have given back her last pair of socks forgotten in the wardrobe.
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