Aunque, ¿la amistad no es eso? Mentir sobre uno mismo para ser totalmente aceptado en tu nueva familia.

Posso ringraziarti ogni giorno della mia vita... perché senza di te non sarei quello che sono oggi, perché grazie a te il mio vero io si è svegliato. Grazie, grazie, grazie.

"Quem disse que o dinheiro não pode resolver seus problemas? Não deve ter dinheiro suficiente para resolvê-los" Grande, Ariana, 2019

I was told that in the early 1800s writers spent time together and the result did marvelous works. They suggested a topic and had a night or weekend to write about it and present their work to the rest. Who would like to get into such experience. Instead of a topic we could choose a genre like suspense/romance. We all get together once a month and write a short story and we publish it together in the form of a book of short stories with many writers. Who is interested? Tell me what you think 🤔

Don't allow the chaos of life to cloud your mind, what you need to remember is… It is only a ripple in time it can't last forever and it won't leave you blind… so enjoy the beauty and clear your mind! RJW 2018

in place of reading and on Wednesday's, church. Also had church on Sundays, and what about Saturdays you might wonder? She worked at her family's flower shop on Main Street from 7-5. After work she tutored a neighborhood girl at Sandy's Diner from 5:30-6:30 in History. Valerie was always content with her simple (boring) life, she didn't stray much at all from what her parents wanted from her, but soon, that would all change.

"Dear old dad told me one thing about life: 'Hard work is its own reward'. When my mother was alive, I never understood what he meant thanks to our wealth. The day I figured it out, my mom passed away. I never got to show her how productive I planned to be for Cinthyatar. Even though every day spent without her hurts me very much, my drive to be more productive in society never diminished. To honor mom's words, I picked up a hobby and made two friends I love you, mom. I'll make you proud."

I have my cabin,desk and computer Everything is perfect,all in order Switching my job gave me butterflies Now I know all jobs are just lies

She stood at the edge, fear gripping her heart. Doubts wove through her mind like tendrils, urging her to retreat. But within her, there was a flicker of determination. With bated breath, she closed her eyes and took a leap. In that moment, she found her wings, soaring higher than she thought possible.

The person loses all his human value when his mental confidentiality is violated by a human. I understood it very well, but I had to do it for the common good. I consoled myself with bitter glasses of wine each time I remembered that my mind was also regularly being spied on by my superiors. My retirement was inconceivable because of the small number of mentalists. People thanked me and considered me a hero while I envied them all for their normal lives. Akram Louiz __ The Enfranchisement

O GRINGO Conceição já havia tirado todos os documentos necessários e pedido demissão do emprego. Tudo para ir embora com o "Príncipe Encantado", que estava mais para rei, dada a idade. Ela se entregou por completo, dando-lhe tudo o que ele quis em seu corpo, tão perdidamente apaixonada que estava. Um dia, ao acordar de uma noitada com ele em um motel, em seu lugar, na cama, havia um bilhete: "Adeus, Ceiça! Você acreditou mesmo que eu estava apaixonado por uma pobretona como você? Ha-ha-ha!"

Mother-fucker entered the saloon and swayed this way and that. It looked at Fuck. Fuck gave its outlandish cousin the stink eye and went back to talking to Dick. Dick was nervous because Asshole was watching it. Asshole held a gun under it's table. It had a kill order for Dick, but Dick never traveled alone. Pussy was always nearby, watching. Cunt pulled a knife on Asshole. Asshole dropped it's gun. A shot went off. There was loud cry of pain. Nobody moved. Shit fell of it's stool.

Mother-fucker entered the saloon and swayed this way and that. It looked at Fuck. Fuck gave its outlandish cousin the stink eye and went back to talking to Dick. Dick was nervous because Asshole was watching it. Asshole held a gun under it's table. It had a kill order for Dick, but Dick never traveled alone. Pussy was always nearby, watching. Cunt pulled a knife on Asshole. Asshole dropped it's gun. A shot went off. There was loud cry of pain. Nobody moved. Shit fell of it's stool.

Mother-fucker entered the saloon and swayed this way and that. It looked at Fuck. Fuck gave its outlandish cousin the stink eye and went back to talking to Dick. Dick was nervous because Asshole was watching it. Asshole held a gun under it's table. It had a kill order for Dick, but Dick never traveled alone. Pussy was always nearby, watching. Cunt pulled a knife on Asshole. Asshole dropped it's gun. A shot went off. There was loud cry of pain. Nobody moved. Shit fell of it's stool.

I learned that the dreams of visitors and special members were monitored by a specialized department. A person's dream can tell about his future, so it could tell about future events that could be taken advantage of. Specialists in the Department of Dreams used ancient books and records to elucidate the symbols that made up dreams. My dream had forced them to contact the main office of the islet, which in turn had decided to explain everything to me. Akram Louiz __ The Enfranchisement

Life began, time immemorial When thoughts were prime Yet unknown to the mind Our hands were tied to fight As our toes match endlessly In halt of pains for struggling. Man and life;is an uneasy race Shoot as a scary movie to be Watched on the wedges of pain Even as life pay no one a wage Yet we avail our lives to continue Not minding the torture of rail!

Fue una cualquiera, su esposa estaba en el estudio mientras el deseaba tanto estar en otro lugar. Entonces tomó una vieja caja de CDs y encontró un disco que había sido regalo de su amigo Roger. Sonó la armónica, luego la letra de la canción parecía encajar en muchos episodios de su vida, empezó a mover los pies al ritmo de la melodia. Y... Si, esa noche nació un amor inquebrantable por la música de Bruce Springsteen.

Seeing the world from up here was awe inspiring. I had trained day and night to be an astronaut. There was times I wanted to give up. I'm glad I didn't. What I saw now is nothing like anyone could ever imagine. Sure, there was pictures, but those gave this beauty no justice. There was things I needed to be paying attention to in the ship, but I couldn’t do anything but stare at the earth. I heard a loud clunk. Still staring through the window I radioed down to earth, "the shuttle's going down."