Monday, July 30, 2012

A beautiful holiday you may be

I hate beautiful holidays - wonderful and unforgettable they may be, they merely succeed in making me detest the realities of life.











































When will we be so happy and free, again?

Without facebook, mobile network, blackberry, worries and troubles? The only thing we had to worry about was whether we had too little to cover ourselves from the cold.

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