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just enjoy the life..

The night was silent, darkness covered the horizon. The moon doesn't show its light. The stars don't know where the jungle is, which throws away the restless little girl. Occasionally the sound of frogs

While sitting under a sturdy old tree that leaves cheerfully, makes my feelings feel better than before. Lately after coming home from school, I don't want to go home quickly, so this place is my favorite

The importance of piano sounds beautiful in my living room not too big. Going along with a song from my little lips, "I'll be on your side, whenever you need me I'll be on your side, not only in your

love to some girl because of Allah that so amazing and so excited.. that part of the way going to heaven..

There will be times when we only see how happiness is very close to us, but we are not aware of it all this time ... happiness is in the heart that is always grateful.

I stretched out the width of my hand again. Feel the gust of wind that slaps my every imagination. I'm still standing here, waiting for something that will never come. I know that, but will not luck come

"Singles? not level yaaa "so the words of children today. it is very very not bener. According to me, singles are beautiful. Singles are very fun, while all busy dating, singles can relax and

No one here. Help me! I want to go home. I was caught in the middle of a heavy rain. Where's everybody? Teachers? Friends? Where are they? Help me, I do not want to linger here! I'm afraid. Unconsciously

I am a young man, living in a middle-class noble family. My father was a high-ranking officer, a very respected "Pasha" descendant in an unnamed land. My mother was equally honorable, a lady

The warm touch of the sun on the playground, making a smile on the face of a youthful spirit of peddling ice cream on the lively little angels ordering their favorite ice cream. "Brother, I want this

Safa and Marwah are two sister girls who are only two years apart. However, they both look very different. Some say, like heaven and earth. Beautiful Safa, soft white crested radish, long straight black

I'm Renata Gittashafira, very commonly called Rere, and here's my simple story outside the schoolhouse at school, a simple story I call love. Arbian Anggara Putra, someone who made me not only fell in

It was raining so hard, I was still confused in the campus. If it's like this how can I go home? I muttered to myself with a sigh. And I want to hurry home to watch my favorite Korean drama. "The

Life does not really know what the end is. Sometimes we are at the top sometimes also below. But life really teaches us about everything, that we know and ultimately understand. Only one event, or one

Because i like you..

School hours are over. Troop of students out crowded full of joy, Bak tree ants out of the nest. Today I'm really lazy to go home, what makes me lazy like this? More specifically, I may be jealous of my

is Occasionally the old man saw the ring he held, with a hopeful smile that implied longing. occasionally he stared into a white cloud and then smiled again and looked down as if playing with his own world.

I am a shale of memories left on the side of the road Who prayed at night, hoping to be picked up back home But often forgotten every time the morning comes ahead. I am a series of prayer sentences that

Huahm ... oh it's already seven o'clock. I do not usually wake up at this hour. Fortunately today is Sunday. "Diana said while cleaning the bed. "Eumzz ... it's all because the guy forgot to