Is life a chance or a choice we make?
Do we find life or does love find us?
Do we hold our fate or does fate holds us?
If so, how do we make our life? What are the chances that we will be happy? That I can be happy - once more? Do we make it or does it makes us?
Have you ever felt lost? Lost in places that had been so familiar to you. Lost in your own self, known by many but stranger to your very own eyes. As if you are wandering in places you have known for a lifetime yet felt so unreal, so detached and so unfamiliarly unusual? It is like reality you cannot grip, rhetorical but you can't seem to understand. Those familiar faces, those routinary moments of your life, yourself and your very life seems like a dark shadow of what it was, dragging you to a world you don't belong. Well maybe you did, but not now, not anymore.
And deep down in your heart, you are wondering, always questioning. How could you ever find yourself, the way back into life, into LOVE..
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KISMET: Into Love
Любовные романы"Have you ever felt lost? Lost in places that had been so familiar to you. Lost in your own self, known by many but stranger to your very own eyes. As if you are wandering in places you have known for a lifetime yet felt so unreal, so detached and s...
