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Oczy moje miałeś na własność przecież. Spojrzenia mi kradłeś, jakby Twoimi były. Wiem, że wiesz. Wiem, że tak spoglądać chcesz. Wybacz, nie popatrzę już tak. Przyglądaj się temu pustkowiu sam. /just_love.
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of all books in the world, the best stories are found between the pages of a passport.
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there's a sunrise and sunset every single day and they're absolutely free. don't miss so many of them.
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be the woman you needed as a girl.
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getting out of bed early is always our first win of the day. Being disciplined with that snooze button can determine how you live your whole life.
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you've never experienced true fear until your passport isn't where you think you left it.
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tourists see the world, travelers experience it.
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karma is always watching. Just like Santa, only bitcher.
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your brother will never say he loves you but he loves you more than anyone else in this world.
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Listopad był miesiącem szarych tęsknot. Grudzień to miesiąc nadziei, że coś się zmieni na lepsze.
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najpierw masa książek, później rzeżba umysłu.
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do you want to build a snowman? NO! I don't want to build fucking snowman! I want to build a sandcastle, on a beach, in the sun, where there's no damn snow.
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