pirosbicikli üzenete (11:11 PM):
*rad kell irnom mikozben ezt az osi klasszikust hallgatom
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:11 PM):
*mit
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*ja
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*hat igen
pirosbicikli üzenete (11:12 PM):
*ezt csak te ertheted
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*remeltem hogy igy lesz
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*en ertem
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*bar az elobb elaludtam a padlon
ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ üzenete (11:12 PM):
*az eleg true volt
He knew what was holding them back. It was hope. It was the little voice inside that said: this isn’t really happening. It was the voice that drove people to turn out the same pocket three times in a fruitless search for lost keys. It was the mad belief that the world is bound to start working properly again if I truly believe, and there will be keys. It was the voice that said ‘This can’t be happening’ very loudly, in order to drown out the creeping dread that it was.
Tomi üzenete (12:27 PM):
*majdnem lehanytam a fogkefemet
Tomi üzenete (12:27 PM):
*spontan jott a dolog
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Andras says:
na melyik szam volt ?
Eva says:
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