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Friendship. Without it I am nothing. Though I spoke with the tongues of men and of angels, and have no friendship I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal. I would be shallow, empty and colourless. Nothing, zero. Or a shadow. Name it as you want. But this piece of writing is not the winner of the most graphomanic note. Really. I've read worse ones:)
6 comments:
nastepnym razem wrzuc tu zdjecie 'zagubioncyh' ;)
no, tez piękne:) ale na tamtym nie na Jaczaka;)
zdjęcia są złe. a przynajmniej zdjęcia jaczaka, :P.
jedno z niewielu jakie ma z Twoją twarzą:) no dobra, jest takie jedno super- extra cute ale to zachowam dla siebie:)
Hmm... it seems that I know that weird one in the center...
rotflus...
the very rare photo of completed Estets:)
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