when is it now
mardi 11 mars 2014
joy this beautiful
joy
this beautiful thing that everyone knows but when it's finished it
should store everything in the next time , it's wonderful , we had a
good time , but life requires that we part , because we can
not live together all the time , or we end up hating because the human
needs from time to time to retreat to get lost in the depths of his
hiding place , but when I think I can produce enough quantity units
that I am careful not to disturb the neighbors, I'm a quiet natural,
what I love is the poetry of life, the bright side , everyone is happy,
but as we Syria
, a bomb through the ceiling and fell among us , there are thirty dead
and hundreds wounded , life is there, she goes she does not return, it
is a story that does not pass the
radius of the joke , because in life we can try to laugh at everything ,
even when there are times when we want to cry , how sad these people
sending bombs , they think the families torn apart , the
old slaughtered , children crushed , is that one day humans will
understand that we should not send bombs, there are other ways to get a
message, I believe it is possible to
do something together then why refuse dialogue , we must believe that
dictators are not human, they come from another planet where they kill
everyone for fun , it's still a situation of despair, there is no peace, everything starts crumbling , that's how I came to realize that France was at peace for 70 years
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