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my previous journal, it had an answer. i ignored the calling. calling of love. give a damn of that silly thing. i should recognize from the beginning, if there would be such a happily-ever-after thing on that line. i cut off the line, and continued my track. have your life and i'll have my life. good luck, FR :floating:

you know, when you had a call from love then it suddenly disappeared. but you went nowhere. the call is staying, exactly in front of your nose. then you are wondering,  "what must i do with this fucking boy?"

heylow! i got a little freakin' awesome feeling right here. i'll keep pressing the shutter and telling it to the world. enjoy! oh yeah, please. keep uderstanding and save our planet. Salam.