Being sad is not beautiful in the summer.
But actually, there is little to laugh about.
In these terrible moments I remember when I was little, and I had no problems I have now. I still can not feel nostalgic for those times: the fact that they completely ignore what awaited me was a blessing, indeed. With awareness comes
responsibilities and the bad times, but this is no excuse for ignorance.
At least it's sunny outside.
ça va.
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