Anna tersenyum simpul, segera melepaskan tim Lynx.
Only shooting stars break the mold
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
Only shooting stars break the moldSomebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
Until he catches his breath he lets his vision glide over the forest he knows as well as the back of his hand. A creek that doesn't freeze in the winter here, an old oak struck by the lightning there. By the foot of a hill opposite the valley he stumbled across a family of raccoons. On the other side of that hill lies the city. He squints and uses the tree he leans against to pull himself to his feet.
21. Сови А. Общая теория населения. Т. 1. М., 1977. С. 6.
I was about to go when someone caught my attention.A girl who cries hugging her pillow. She's pale and thin thou you can still see the big humps in her tummy. She's Aly the teen age girl who was about to give birth next month. She's still crying and hating herself. she doesn't need to tell her story to make me understand her feels. As I always see her I can say I feel knife like it stab me inside my heart. She always cry when she can't sleep because of thinking too much, depression tries to invade her again into her soul.I walk to her and slowly touches her long brown hair her cries slowly fading but I know she's still awake and not okay. she's fragile but not weak she's quite strong but afraid, She had this soft and innocent look adorable and lovely that's the right word to describe her.
'Almost out of here...'
From the door at the far end of the room a small voice could be heard (sarcasm)
*whoossh*
"We're not done searching yet, there might be more food..." Monica said trying to stay hopeful.