Ask yourself this: " Do I have a life or am I just tagging along and helping somebody else live their life?

—¿Qué hora es, Isabella? —Deben de ser las diez de la mañana. —¿Y eso significa? —… que no hay sarcasmo hasta el mediodía —replicó Isabella.

Not hope that he would be rescued--that was gone. But hope in his knowledge. Hope in the fact that he could learn and survive and take care of himself. Tough hope, he thought that night. I am full of though hope.

"Time has even no time to give you time again. "

Written By Zikra

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